eat?

oh yea people people. 

pak D's in the house yo!

 

yeap thats me there, all in style and hip eih? 

pretty sure youve seen me around no?

this ma crib yo. we do all sorta business here eih.

we buy, we drug, we sell, we rob, we suck too ya know. all sorta trades eih; banks, students, anyone, anything at all man.

*whisper whisper* prolly not the lecturers tho man. you crazy? theyre like THE lecturers man. no way we gonna touch them. prolly theyre gonna write some letters in the.. e what? ...e-lurning to close me down.

  

but hey, whos gonna stop me now? me sells fragments of mayo-ed potatoes for 20 cents EACH wei. me sells plain no quality rice at 1.20 per plate. what else cant i do? rawr.

WHOS GONNA STOP ME NOW?

yeap, aint nobody.

show me your smelly faces i dont give a s**t. question me price but i still aint wanna care. i have my freaking calculator man, yeap that old school calculator. and i have that tone that 'melts' peoples heart eih apparently.

"empat ringgit SAHAJA"

tell you peeps a secret eih.

im thinking that i should, you know, charge 50 cents for every 100ml of air ya'll breathe in my crib yo. those cold air aint cheap eih.

what say you? 

d**n, im so smart. ill be filthy rich man. watch out, Pak D Gates' tailin b. gates!

disclaimer: yo pak D. dont feel offended okay? if you terasa, then you pandai pandai la. else, suits you. people will still come because lucky you, your crib's the hub. but hey, dont be over la. heck anyways, i still like your curry puffs. theyre the best man. :) try not to sell them 3 for RM1.50 tomorrow alright?

oh and, i very very hate that SAHAJA. can you please stop acting graceful?