garbage parade
boredom suckzzzz. gotta admit it 1ce in a while rite. so here me now. tuesday was as borin as an arsenal-chelsea match, so me, me bro, n me franz, dJ jeg n Mix Master Spade decided 2 go 2 sum medan selera place n jz hang out, pop a couple of drinks n all. they had cute waiters, so itz kinda worth the drive there, although it was preety crappy n ‘ as i said, boredom creepz in. so v drink, n stare at free space b4 straining out every single blu note [1 ringgit 2 ma homies bakk in malaysia] and argue bout which bastard havin 2 pay n who gets 2 call da waiter n shit like dat. so, 1ce we’re done itz off 2 da wheelz, jz loiterin around driving thru frenly neighbourhoods and blastin khalbali !! on the sub standard audio jamz. up until like 12.45, it was typical shity moment 4 da 4 of uz. cudn figure out wat 2 do, da bhangra songs were irritating, n we didn hav any spray canz, 2 beautify newly built telekom communications boards.
so then came da moment of brilliance. vocal maestro musang p gashy, showed us da lite. seeing a trash can placed outside a hse somewhere along padang tyembak, our adrenaline was startin 2 pump blood [bloody n\blood] it was drivin me nutz !! wat da {expletive} was wrong wit dis ppl ?!! where was their civic mindedness? every1 knows dat when u place a big black plastic trash bin outside ur home without any protective metal casing dat holds it, there will some stray dogs/ cats/ bears or any [expletive]ed up psycho pathic animal, [ or in this case 4 psychopathic homo sapz] who mite turn it upside down , or open da cover and dig 4 food, or maybe even shift it 2 another location !!!
so u c.. dJ grrr’bage n crew was inna da mood 4 a garbage parade. it was simply our way of instilling civic n moral conciseness into the minds of hse wifes n over weight hubbies who place their trash cans overly stretched outside their sweet homes without a protective metal cage , thus leaving them exposed 2 da dangers of intoxication on other residence; who r jz akin 4 a gud nite’s rest ! so u c again, we’re nt vandalizing anythin, o no we’re nt sir, we’re jz punishing those who fail 2 obey da rules of proper garbage disposal. as simple as dat.
s0 here goes. da moment of truth. the nex statement dat u r about 2 read in a blog dat nvr existed, was written by no one n posted by sumthin dat nvr exists. it is a statement of sumthin that nvr happened and nor should it b ever talked about, bcoz, it nvr happened. u hay ??
so we saw da [expletive]ing trash bin sittin quietly, mindin its own business, playin wit its own flies, doin nothin important outside da hse near da stretch of padang tyembak. nothing doing rite ? wrong !! vocal mastar musang slowly turns off da head lights, n creeps da grr mobile closer 2 da trash can, dJ jeg winds down, n bends outside jz enough 2 giv da homies a lesson in learnin, tip da shit over n , wind up, n drive off. bt it was 4 starters. jz da type of shit 4 lollipop suckerz n kidz.
i wz hungry, n i cud betcha 4 ringgit dat me homies were 2. so we drive on. n nder da name of lawsuits n lawbreakers, we see another bastard having left his trash bin 2 close 2 da road. nw i’ll tell u again, n i can tell time and time again n again ( [expletive] ! ) i was [expletive]ing pissed man !! wat da [expletive] do u think- goin all aroun n jz puttin ur rubbish n shit wherever u wan like itz ur granma’s land.
so we inch closer 2 da culprit. i wind my window down , and turn 2 ma left. and there it was. standin 3 feet high, black, wet, stinkin, hoodless, cylinder like fat piece of rubbish bin bastard of a [expletive]in trash bin !!
lean over n grab a hold of da lil [expletive]er, giv ma co-driver (which so happens 2 b me bro) da finger n we drive. i cud tell u da thing stinks. n dun u dare say dat i’m juz hyperbolically over reacting 2 rotten dinner, coz i was holding it so damn cloze 2 my nose wit da window down, n da car movin, n da wind helpin da [expletive]ing smell get into ma nostrils. i’ll tell u a lil secret. hse number 34, tmn jaya, padang tembak = dudes been eating left over curry fish for a week. dun ask hw i know. i juz know. k.
so we went on drivin, wit a stinkin shitty trash bin hangin from da window, figurin watta do wit da black [expletive]er v caught off-guard. n dat was when v came thru dis cute hse, jz 1 1/2 blocks away from da offendin hse. didn hav any trash binz outside itz home. seemingly, all 4 of uz cud understand da pain it goes thru. hw wud u feel, if u cudn dispose ur rubbish hah ??!!! think bout it !! so i giv them a lil present . we drop of da black bastard we caught at da hse behind. and drive on.
nw.. i;ll tell y’all sumtin horny. wat we did, we did coz u guyz n galz (no pun intended) dun dare do it, n i’ll tel u another, we be doin it till we feel a change inna da system dat created da reasons 4 us to do it, n u cn b goin on n on bout wat we do n tell all u otha franz bout we doin it, bt all i want u 2 remeber iz dat it never happened . k/
i’ll bet u 2 horses n a errrr… cow, dat it wasn da end of shit. o no it aint. 1 housin area done, we move on. there is more. civilization happened did it dawg, so we cn find culprits n wrong doers every where. y even u cud b caught 1 day. so dun make da mistake of thinkin dat ur safe. son. i’m dJ garbage. i’m nt alone. ur nt gonna b alone for long. wan sum company? i gotta black stinkin, 3 feet, fat fren wantin 2 say hi. so , if u believe in karma n knw ur limits, u’ve been warned bout turnin ur lites off when its nite. its nt over. we’re nt retaliating, we’re nt giving orderrs, we aren’t rebels,dis aint rang de basanthi,n we aren’t tryin 2 make dis a better place. we’re jz punishing.
apologies if u been done
don’t call us animals (watch da lenguage [expletive]er. who u callin an animal?])
we prefer 2 b addressed as psychopaths, in da same group as hannibal lecter n mark anthony.
if there is a problem we solve, if we dun, v resolve in 1
till then………….
keep it real
July 6th, 2007 at 11:18 pm
garbage mayhem!!!!