Pundek

Kanasai!  There is this company that runs some contest which is seriously rigged.  Some farkers must have sabo their voting systems and they walked away with the cilaka prizes and left me with only a t-shirt.  DNMCH, otherwise I sure win at least one of the top three prizes.

The other day I was already dem tulan that they display the IC numbers and today, they called me up to ask me to fax a copy of IC over to them.  Lucky that I am not secretive of my age or else the whole world will find out that I am lying about my age.  Let’s say I bluff I am 38 years old but is actually 50 years old leh?  Mah chin lung the secret.

Cibai!  Bodoh kah?  I said I am not interested in their shitty t-shirt and I don’t want it.  I am not going to tell them if the IC and address I provided is real or fake because I DON’T WANT YOUR T-SHIRT!  I also sounded them that they mustn’t display IC numbers like that because people can use our IC to apply for credit cards, loans and Chao Ah Bengs can even get Ah Longs to lend money using our IC.

Pundek! I swear I won’t enter anymore silly contest.  Nabeh!   Lucky the guy who called has nice voice and very, very polite with me.  If they had sent a woman and I hate her voice, I will shred their company to pieces.  Muahahahar!