I remember a few years back when I wanted to look for an “office” address because I was freelancing as I do now but in another industry.
I went to Plaza Damansara and was met by this GQ hair Zara-clothed Ah Beng who introduced himself as “Romanio.” Took me up to this office and showed me around. He went something like:
“For the de-lurrx packajhe we will give you one phone ex-hertension, tree e-mail addreth, and tree power pointth in your purrsonal concubine.”
My eyes went wide. For RM600 per month I get my own personal concubine.
Then he went on: “But-ter, at warn o-cock unteeul two o-cock the err-cons will off so you may want to bring a bock-fence.”
So I finally got to see my beautiful personal concubine as depicted in the image above. I cracked my head trying to figure out what on earth is a bock-fence. Coming from the security industry, I know nothing of this bock-fence.
Then I saw one:
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