Sent boyfriend there, initially wanted to accompany him for dinner (I'm gonna wait for my dad and eat with him later) ended up his bro and dad joining us. So I decided to leave after they arrived.
Meanwhile, this fucking black piece of shit was sitting just beside the road. I happened to parallel park beside him. This piece of black shit literally couldn't take his eyes off me since I arrived. You wanna look at me fine. But don't give me that fucking pair of eyes that looks as if it'll kill as if I killed your entire family you NABEI CHEE BYE U~!
After tolerating for at least 10mins, I stared at him back for 5secs before I asked him: What's his problem.
He came over and asked me: WHAT.
I asked him: What are you looking at.
He asked me back this time what's my problem.
I told him: What are you looking at?! U've been looking at me all this while!
He asked me: How you know I'm looking at you?! (WTFF?! i.e what the fucking fuck)
At this point boyfriend came in and told him to stop pointing when he talk.
He asked boyfriend: "What. You are the one who call me right?"
Boyfriend: "Since when I call you?"
He: "Yah. Not you right. She right."
Boyfriend: "Not me. But I want to tell you talk don't point here and there. You got no manners"
He: Whats that!
[FUCKING NO MANNERS ALSO DONT UNDERSTAND]
Me: "YAH. Me. I was the one who called you. Not him. I'm asking you. What are u looking at?!"
He: "Who say I'm looking at you! How you know I'm looking at you!?"
Me: "I have EYES. From inside my car, I walk here. Your eyes, follow me right here. You think I stupid or what?!"
He: "Please lah. I'm looking for my friend....."
Me: "My problem here is, I'm just asking you what are u looking at. That's all. I never say looking at me is a crime. Just stop looking in my direction."
LAM PAH LAH. Want to look don't have the fucking balls to admit. If not because I was scared he punched boyfriend, I would have fucking made sure he touched me and I can call 999.
Pardon my extensive use of vulgarities I am boiling to the max already.
Already I ain't in the perfect goodie good mood & this fucking piece of black shit just stepped on my tail further. If I was in a better mood I probably would have let it passed without the confrontation.
Sms-ed Sean when I was driving home to see if the tables would have turned if I had decided to call the police (which was already on my mind but I thought the police couldn't do anything either after all no fighting was involved.)
Sean said it would have been to no avail as it was only his words against mine.
I know. Keep my cool right? I'm keeping.
NO MORE SECOND TIME.
I SWEAR I WOULDN'T LET ANYONE ELSE OF THE SAME BREED OFF.
Indians or not. To me, you're all just fucking pieces of black shit; Uneducated low class BANGLAHS.
ALL FUCK OFF & RETURN TO INDIA LAH~ KNN.
You're just plain lucky my brother wasn't with me. Or you'd be talking to his fist.
PCB.
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