Warning: Use of the word faggot in this post is extensive. The author of this post has nothing against homos or any other minority group for that matter. Except gypsies of course, fuck em.
I met this local dude who in Kuala Lumpur. We have a interesting deep, open, no bullshit conversation and he invites me to visit his house.
He seems like a trustworthy good intentions guy and I am bored of the city, thinking it could be interesting to see a bit more of Malaysia I accept the invitation. I meet him the next day and we take a bus over to his little home town named Port Dickson.
All is light and fun until he starts going to this rant about how Asian girls only like white men because all they care is status that being with a white guy provides. I can see he is very emotional about this subject.
On the way to his house he reveals why he is acting the way he is, by asking: do you think I am a loser for not having a girlfriend? I drop the topic for a bit. We get to his house and head out to have dinner.
After some conversation we get to the topic of girls again.
Fag: when was the last time you had sex?
Me: week ago in Cambodia.
This faggot starts ranting again about Asian girls only liking white men…
The white men are taking all the girls… Which is quite ironic coming from a guy living in a small town with no white people. Of course its no point arguing, but I still try to. Its pretty sad that somebody would think like this, but I kind of understand. I know from my personal experience that a bit of pussy can fix most of mans emotional problems.
At this point I am sure its not going to be a good visit. We take a walk to the beach and sit down on some rocks overlooking the ocean. This guy sits so close to me that our legs touch, at this point I start to suspect something fishy. It doesn’t take long before his hand has made its way to my leg and then the inside of it. He is making moves on me. I am surprised since he was completely off of my gaydar, the needle didn’t even tremble. Sometimes that can happen if the bastards fly really low.
I let him know that he is making me uncomfortable. This dude just stands up and goes 5 meters away, I call him out for being childish. He starts to have an another emotional episode
– you don’t have a problem with the Cambodian girl touching you!
– double standards!
I am thinking fuck this, but my situation is not too great with my stuff in his place and no hotels in town. So I try to play nice for now and not to upset him too much.
He is being like a broken record complaining about girls and white men, we drive back to his place. I tell him that I don’t want to fuck him, i’m not in to men.
-I would never! He shouts back with a disgusted voice.
– you think that I wanted to?
– it sure looked like it.
The faggot remains angry.
We get back to the house. Where we only have one queen-size bed. I am pretty sure he won’t kick me out now.
Fag: You’re white I’m black. What if we both make a compromise and be gray?
The night continues with talking and him occasionally trying to get me to spoon with him…
I wake up to his chickens at 5 in the morning but it’s alright. At least I didn’t have to wake up to small Asian penis entering my ass.
I start to think this coming day is about more than escape, I want my payback. These kind of sick hetero molesters need to learn their lesson.
I know the topic that will infuriate him. Girls. We go for a breakfast and I start to slowly turn on the heat. Building the foundations to ruin his day.
Apparently I am evil and I am a rapist. This guy has some mental problems but at the same time it is hilarious. I find that when somebody is angry and you just self-amuse, joking with yourself you can drive them insane. Breakfast ends with him storming out yelling go fuck your Cambodian girl! There is this a big beard old Indian dude just laughing at him, I make the ‘he is crazy gesture’ and chase him down.
He starts apologizing for his behavior and asks me to come to the beach with him. He at least seems quite sincere and he probably was. It was always hard to say no to this guy since I knew he would always get angry after. I know this pattern: emotional episode, apology, repeat. You don’t give these people a second chance, their apology might be honest but their behavior is not going to change. This guy is about to learn a lesson.
I get him to lunch with me. I am already so under his skin that I don’t need to do much.
Midway to the lunch he is saying some hardcore hate stuff:
-You should kill yourself.
-I hate you.
-I wish your plane crashes.
-I wish you get penis cancer.
-I want to kill you.
On and on..
You could really see the hate in his eyes. Its going to take him a while to bounce back from that 🙂
His review of me: I am confident and charismatic with a friendly outlook. But inside I am evil and poisonous. I am corrupted, I have no emotions, I am like a machine. I can fool people to believe my agenda. – Quite proud of the review =]
Had I never discovered pimping and took action on it I could very well be that faggot guy. Just rationalizing why he is not getting some, finding reasons everywhere else but from himself. It is a sad path to take. This guy said he is not with women because he doesn’t trust them. He is just trying to cope with the situation. It might be that creating this drama is a way for him to feel a little importance in his pathetic shit life. There is always some drama going on in the trailer park. Losers complain and over time many of them grow this inner resentment toward girls, success or money. Have you noticed that the winners are never bitter?by