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» Wednesday, April 14, 2010 / -6:24 AM

KayEl Drivers and Von's Tiny Car.

Like, von is driving a tiny white car, k?

And she has the "probation" sign up.

BUT THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHTS TO TREAT ME LIKE A BITCH ON THE ROAD.

Dear reckless Malaysian drivers. Yeah, you thick headed moron out there.

You guys nearly caused my death, countless times.

Imagine going about 100km/h on the highway, in the lightest car ever made.

And this HUGEEEEEE sturdy car (YOUR CAR) cutting into your lane without signalling and the space between me and the car in front of me is narrow. I nearly crashed into your car because I was not paying attention (Looking at side mirrors, changing songs, etc.) and luckily I was able to break in time. IMAGINE THE FUCKING IMPACT if I knocked into you. I would be dead in seconds. So please, I beg you pleaseeeeeee, SIGNAL when you want to cut in. ESTIMATE the space before you do so. Don't tell me it's such a difficult thing to do.

Pay attention when you're driving.

These roads are NOT your grandfather's roads.

You cannot just swerve right and left as you wish without signalling.

You should have stopped when my little white car went "BEEEEEP!" because you were coming too close to me when I was in the lane beside you. Then you decide to stay in front of me, going oh-so-slow. You know what? If you want to sex, PX 9, please do it at home. If you're committing adultery with your secretary, maid or even another man, go to the motel, k?

You complain of traffic jam.

Jam this, jam that.
WELLL GUESS WHO IS THE CAUSE OF TRAFFIC JAMS? HMMMMMMM?

YOU, YOU AND YOU.

Why can't you queue up like other civilized humans and wait for your fucking turn? Why the heck do you have to cut queue and cause a major time consuming jam for everyone else? I know you want to reach your destination as soon as possible, I DO TOO, whore. So unless if your wife's going to give birth, given that she's in the car with you, or your family member is dying, keep on dreaming that I would let you cut my queue.

Don't start hating on me because what I say is true.

love, von.