It was just waiting to happen. It was inevitable.
No, I’m not talking about the dwindling US economy, the sacking of Avram Grant or the eventual face off between Chee Soon Juan and MM Lee.

I’m referring to knockout punch someone gave a Chinese national for speaking too loudly. From what I read yesterday on the New Paper (28th May 2008), this Chinese immigrant was traveling home on a bus and apparently was talking too loudly on his cellphone. In came a pissed off fellow passenger; gave a good sock onto his face, smashed the bugger a few more times for good measure, and promptly left the bus. The assailant was quick, efficient and lethal; the Chinese dude needed a few stitches near his eye. And he probably had some cow-sense to try and leave the scene of the crime; but failed. (LOL)
Somehow, I’m torn between either feeling sorry for the confused young Chinese man who probably
didn’t have a clue what was happening, or, to understand the frustrated bruiser who’s had enough of these PRC people blabbering loudly in public.
Shit in a Can
(sung to the tune of “Winter Wonderland”)
Miller Light, Henieke-en
Carlsberg’s fine, so is Kirin
‘Nything will do, but the Singapore Brew
‘Cos Tiger’s just Shit in a Can.
Have you ever gone to a party?
Where they tried to make you drunk?
When they serve Tiger it’s not funny
Cos it tastes like someone shit in my cup!
Tiger time, where’s the women?
All their signs, are misleadin’
Beer aunties they find, not the Ang moh Kind
‘Cos Tiger’s just Shit in a can
I think I’ve decided to post here instead of porting to the new blog, too troublesome to start up again.