English Bloke Taking a Piss
It's way past midnight. I've just came back from a drink with an English bloke...he is actually a colleague from our London office. First trip to Malaysia and still thinks people live on the tree here until he saw the twin towers and city development.
We were at the Beach Club and I have noticed he has his eyes glued to all the pretty chics all night... brown, yellow, black, and whole bunch of Asian Blonde having few clads of cloth on their body. It must be paradise to him considering things are so CHEAP to him. Needless to say, everything is all paid for by Mr. Brit...after all we are playing host and he seems to enjoy most part of the evening including major share of the 4 bottles of Chivas. Obviously, we have kind of gang up to get him drunk.
5 of us plus 3 or 4 chics that we met there whom have accepted our drinks offer (I can't even remember...was so high at that time!)
The highlight of the night has to be the point when he asked me the direction to the little boy's room. I told him there isn't any in the pub and that he has to go to the back lane and find a quiet corner to take a leak. Well, him being kinda drunk was surprised at first but without a second thought went straight to the entrance and started looking for a quiet corner. We followed and got our camera phones ready for a snap...voila! there he was taking aim at a tree...click, click, click ...mind you with flashes...the shots of him covering his face and you know where...
All of us had such a big laugh that Freddy (my pal who owns a restaurant in town) fell on the ground holding his belly. Mr. Brit was cool and immediately knew that we have pulled a fast one on him. But, he is ok about it and trying to wipe his hand full of piss on our shirts. But, he didn't cos one of the girls told him that he can wash his hands at the toilet behind the bar.
We had such a great time after that ... and of course Mr. Brit was most lucky of us all as he got a chic (more of a SPG type) escorting him back to his hotel nearby. The rest...use your own imagination.
We were at the Beach Club and I have noticed he has his eyes glued to all the pretty chics all night... brown, yellow, black, and whole bunch of Asian Blonde having few clads of cloth on their body. It must be paradise to him considering things are so CHEAP to him. Needless to say, everything is all paid for by Mr. Brit...after all we are playing host and he seems to enjoy most part of the evening including major share of the 4 bottles of Chivas. Obviously, we have kind of gang up to get him drunk.
5 of us plus 3 or 4 chics that we met there whom have accepted our drinks offer (I can't even remember...was so high at that time!)
The highlight of the night has to be the point when he asked me the direction to the little boy's room. I told him there isn't any in the pub and that he has to go to the back lane and find a quiet corner to take a leak. Well, him being kinda drunk was surprised at first but without a second thought went straight to the entrance and started looking for a quiet corner. We followed and got our camera phones ready for a snap...voila! there he was taking aim at a tree...click, click, click ...mind you with flashes...the shots of him covering his face and you know where...
All of us had such a big laugh that Freddy (my pal who owns a restaurant in town) fell on the ground holding his belly. Mr. Brit was cool and immediately knew that we have pulled a fast one on him. But, he is ok about it and trying to wipe his hand full of piss on our shirts. But, he didn't cos one of the girls told him that he can wash his hands at the toilet behind the bar.
We had such a great time after that ... and of course Mr. Brit was most lucky of us all as he got a chic (more of a SPG type) escorting him back to his hotel nearby. The rest...use your own imagination.
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