TRAIN TURMOIL

Ok..What to say, I'm gonna do today's Apple Waffle really quick, I wanna sleep.
As you can see, I got one week holiday,and then my mom forced me to return home to Ipoh.

Spammer/troll : momma's boy
Keough          : SHUT UP  troll! I respect my parent. Damn-it.

         Since my private jet broke down, I have to take the KTM . (KTM=Keratapi Tanah Melayu...NOT Kuda Tanjung Malim) I arrived early at Rawang KTM Station. .  So I told myself, maybe I should have a little adventure in Rawang. Exploring and stuff. Then I pay a visit to Mc Dollah so I cud use the free shitty wi-fi. I must admit, Rawang have a lot of Chinese, and a lots of amoi. I seriously think they sould rename Rawang to Amoi-land.

My face when I see amoi

          Then, I move my handsome ass into the train. Then to my horror,the air-cond broke down. Man, I was sweating like horse piss.  I don't pay a god-damn Twenty Ringgit  to suffer for 3 hours of journey. What a waste of my money. Darn it.

My most basic need is oxygen,porn, food ,Japan-porn, water and air-cond

          To make matter worse, there is this bangla-something-whatever playing their Hindustan song loudly. That fag-ass bangla really make fucking annoying and irritate me to the bone! I'm sure the rest of the people in that coach felt the same way . Playing music loudly in public is not appropriate and rather rude, especially in a confine space. I feel like fucking punch him in the face,slam his head on the window and choke him to death!

Picture of me choke-slamming my lecturer

           KTM Berhad should provide a bottle of poison at each sit and put stickers that say's " No Manner, Go Die". I don't want to fucking listen to that song, damn it. People are trying to catch some sleep. I have nothing against Hindustan-song, I used to sang them all the time when I was 8. I even sang  Digimon song in Hindustan.

Thanks for reading today's Polite Apple Waffle. Chill out, I'm Keough and don't be a dick.