it was say 4 in the morning, the mamak restaurant was half-filled with football enthusiasts watching the intensive game. just before the stroke of half-time a crazy man stormed in and yelled at everyone. he was apparently one of the residents staying opposite, i presume being very annoyed with the volume coming out from the lively eatery. and he was still there with that really mad face yelling at everyone when they subsided after the game ended. i saw a palm-sized rock in his hand, i trembled slightly, and at the same moment wondered how bad he is gonna get hurt from me if the rock in his palm landed on my windscreen. then again, no hostile acts followed except from the dude's vulgar mouth. my point is, don't play games with a mad fella unless you are one too (:
the mood is pretty unpredictable. i don't like it.
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