I was at a hypermarket today...doing some light grocery shopping when I noticed this small sized Indian woman at the soap department...Nothing surprising at first but I noticed something really strange. In her basket, there were like packs upon packs of soap...you know...not those liquid soap but soap that comes in ermm...satu ketul satu ketul. Yeah..those kind...Anyway...There must have been like 7 packs of it in there and don get me wrong here...each pack has like 3 ketul of that soap in it. That makes it out to be a whopping 21 ketul of soap...


Perhaps she's just buying the soap for her family or...like...making a donation to some charity house or something. Yeah...perhaps...but perhaps we can skew our imagination a bit and just accept the fact that Indians need a lot of soap to get rid of that certain odour they have. Don't get me wrong here...I'm not a racist...I love Indian people...friendliest people on the planet(that's for you, you Chinese speaking fucks)...but I just can't stand their odour...Everytime an Indian sits or stands anywhere within a 3 feet radius of me I feel like I've just been punched in the nose...The odour...oooooohhh...I bet any mosquitoes flying around would have died immediately...Who needs foggings? Get an Indian to move around the house...and you're mosquito-free..
Can you imagine how it must have felt like during a MIC general meeting?? Fuhhhh...