Sean told us the darnest story yesterday.
She was with a bunch of friends in Seremban. Or was it relatives? I forget. Anyway, Sean has a huge family, all staying next to one another. People from Klang are funny like that. But, I’m digressing. Sean was with a bunch of people she knows. Is this better?
Okay. You have to stop reading now if you are under 21 and / or have delicate sensibilities. Heh. Don’t come whining to me and say that I didn’t warn you.
Here goes. Sean’s friend, I don’t know which one, she has lots of them based on my observations – since she is such a party girl. Anyway, her friend warned her about a coffee shop in Seremban.
Sean’s friend: Don’t go in that coffee shop.
Sean: Why not?
Sean’s friend: It’s where dirty old men go for kopi korek.
I have never heard of kopi korek. Have you? This sounds intriguing. According to Sean’s friend, this is what happens. A dirty old man goes to the coffee shop and orders a coffee. When the drink arrives, a girl who works at the coffee shop comes up and sits next to the dirty old man. The dirty old man proceeds to enjoy his coffee and… get this… at the same time, slips his hand under the girl’s skirt to…
Touch the taco.
Cup the clam.
Feel the fufu.
Stroke the seebee.
Korek itu konek.
This is getting vulgar. So I think I’d better stop. I think you get the idea. Yuckyuckyuckyuckyuckityyuck.
Like this also fun ah?
I wonder if these dirty old men actually wash their hands before err… Imagine those dirty worm-infested grubby hands fondling your… Fuck. Nevermind. I have to go now. I need to take my brain out and wash it with Clorox now.
Sean tells wonderful stories, doesn’t she?