Well, well, well, What happen here. This morning, my house cleaner came to cut the grass, and he told my wife that there was an abandon motorbike left behind the alley of my backyard.So, when I came back from work, me and my wife went for a stroll.(Pregnant woman needs to walk at least 20 minutes a day , it's to prepare and to ease them during labour).
Anyway, I took a few photos, and just for your info, if you don't live there, there is no way anyone will be able to notice such things.
Then two Malay teenager came riding on Motorbikes without any helmets(I think they just finish their prayer -since it's Friday and was riding without a helmet) Their age was around 15-16 years old. They came up to me and asks who's bike is that? I was thinking inside myself, how the hell you know exactly there is a bike here?
I just told them that I don't know who's bike is that. They just ride off giving me a dirty look.
On a second thought, I should had asked them why are they here and knowing that there is an abandon motorbike. I think they are up to something. I should had took down their motorbike number plates.
Some so called fucking graffiti 

Just to share with you, these are the government garage behind my house, used to be clean and nice. After our government (during BN's ruling) they had started to build a few low cost flat for their own kind, and since then, the bloody fucking Malay wanna be black kids had done this (so called graffiti) and it sucks.
If I see them doing any dodgy stuff around my area, I will teach them a painful lesson.
A lot of break ins, vandalism and robbery had been happening since the flat was built.
Low life scums!Go fuck yourselves,your mothers, sisters, grandmothers(that's what most of the Malays do and were most reported in the news) you should feel lucky that the previous fucking useless government look after you guys so well, and put you guys in such a harmony area, please do not caused any problem, or I will give you the problem.
If your fucking Allah cannot help you I will help you!Don't be shy to ask

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