I felt cool, I walked, I talked and I was gently told to peeees off. I felt stupid, I flexed my muscle in my mind, flexed them in reality and reality talked back to me. "There, there and there" reality pointed to my reducing mucsle and courage of the other even cooler looking guys who were starting to give me the look. The look that I have seen before, the kind of look that would warrant you to look around for other people to be behind you giving the other guys the look.
Being beaten up especially here alone with the gentle giant was sure not going to be fun and all smiles but there's something about being labelled a coward that made me shout my "I'm not a coward neither am I afraid of you shout' at them. Strangely though, my Bahasa Melayu sounded a little bit too formal and the intonation too much kindergardenlike.
Yabu! Turning around, Yep. Reinforcement. Not all able bodied men but they have with them with shiny looking head busting helmets. I shouted the same shout, intonation perfect, the lanugage foul and nauseating.
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