Air Nescafe Itu Manis

The year is 2007. perhaps the most unproductive year in my life, besides 2009. 


anyway, the water cooler is 4 floors below. it is 1 a.m. And i, as the master of Coffeemix and Nescafe, am making a dangerous concoction of 2 Mild 3 in 1s, tonight.


so after 114 steps to the water cooler, i have finally produced a fine blend of coffee. and it smells nice. and it tastes nice. and its not too warm. and not too hot. and not too sweet, and not too bitter. i would say, it was the perfect cup of coffee.


so then, i climb 114 steps back up, to the darkest of the dark rooms, my room. and i sit on my tak beralas punya bed, and start to sip the cup of perfection.


the warmth was much like the warmth you feel when pissing in a swimming pool on a cold day, it was, overwhelming. not only was the coffee warming the tongue, but it sort of warms your body, much like your urine in the swimming pool.


then, like pokemon the Red Version:
a wild Palat has appeared!


Palat "asks for coffee!"


then the Palat took a sip from my cup of Perfection.


Palat says "your Coffee is not nice. its too cold. it tastes like Taik Kelawar"


I'm like. Dude. The coffee isnt for you. i climbed 114 steps and went down another 114 steps to take the hot water to make that. Its like. Come on la.


'aku ni sensitif orangnya' 'jagala hati aku man' . come on la bro. i went a long way to make that coffee, for my self. then u 'pao' me, then u dont have the decency to at least give some positive comments on the coffee that i made.


sesungguhnya, hati ini terluka ah. 


picnochio malam ni pujuk aku ; )