There's a point where taxi drivers go insane. Or hairless and buff. And start playing air-guitar, then flexing their well toned biceps, then proceeding to growl "chi ching ching ching" in a death metal style to an 80's Malaysian rock song - but then again all Malaysian songs sound like 80's rock songs don't they? - and then cutting the air with one hand like he's rapping like Dr Dre or Eminem and thank God he hasn't gone and grabbed on his balls... and it's STILL the weird ass old song playing on the radio.
There was one driver who wouldn't stop clearing his throat and making raspy noises.
There was one who wouldn't stop making licking noises.. like when your mouth is dry and you act like a fish. Or as we say "anga keun".
There was the one who told me he would drop me to uni every morning, but the next day his dog died and he never recovered from it.
There was the old chinese guy who spoke 5 words of English, hard of hearing and wanted to argue with me where Setia Jaya KTM station was, he thought I didn't know that it was the Seri Setia station that was behind the Guiness brewery and that he was trying to rip me off by driving around? PFFT...!
Then there was the one who also told me he would drop me to uni every morning, then went on to tell me how pretty I am about 4 or 5 times, and finally that he was an ex-mafia guy.
There was one driver who wouldn't stop clearing his throat and making raspy noises.
There was one who wouldn't stop making licking noises.. like when your mouth is dry and you act like a fish. Or as we say "anga keun".
There was the one who told me he would drop me to uni every morning, but the next day his dog died and he never recovered from it.
There was the old chinese guy who spoke 5 words of English, hard of hearing and wanted to argue with me where Setia Jaya KTM station was, he thought I didn't know that it was the Seri Setia station that was behind the Guiness brewery and that he was trying to rip me off by driving around? PFFT...!
Then there was the one who also told me he would drop me to uni every morning, then went on to tell me how pretty I am about 4 or 5 times, and finally that he was an ex-mafia guy.
