Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 004]

INT. J'S HOUSE - HALL - NIGHT

J.E and R.L sits at the hall of J'S house, both staring blankly into a 40 inch LCD TV with Transformers running on the screen

(V.O)
No, no, no, no, no, no... Hey! That's my car!.....Hello?
911 emergency. My car's been stolen!

J.E
(laughs)
Imagine J calls the police to tell that his car
engine exploded..he would have went.. 'No, no, no, no, no, no...
Hey! That's my car!.....hello mummy?? my car engine exploded!!!

R.L
(laughs)
Don't tell him I laughed!

J.E turns his attention towards the stairs

J.E
(suspicious)
How Long has he been in the toilet??

Chills run through their spines and they both rush up the stairs, into J and R.L's room

TO:

INT. J & R.L'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

They rush to the rest room door and J starts banging on the door

J.E
(raises voice)
J????

R.L
(concern)
Dear...are you alright??

J.E bangs on the door

J.E
Hey!! fucking answer man!

The toilet door opens from the inside, looking like a zombie J walks out of the restroom only with a towel covering his private areas

J.E
(disgusted)
AhH!! man!!

Not liking what he sees, J.E walks out of the room

J.E
Hey R..you take care of that piece, I am out of here..

R.L
(thankful)
Okay..thanks J..

J.E shows himself to the door,

TO:

EXT. J'S HOUSE - PORCH - NIGHT

J.E walks out of the porch to his white Peugeot 308, and drives off

FADE TO BLACK:

FADE IN:

INT. SILVAS - EVENING

J and an unknown guy are sitting at their usual table outside of the restaurant. The guy is W.H, 25, plum, fair and confident

W.H
I can hook you up with easy money man,
if you really want it fast, but the trade
off for it..(disgusted)um......

J
Sounds scary..but I am not scared..so tell it
to me..

W.H
You heard about those lonely wife of rich men??

J
Yeah..those rich high ranking people's wife..

W.H
If you can stomach having sex with them..they
will pay you ALOT of money man..

J
(mortified)
Sex??

W.H
or you can go for the slower version..take them out for
shopping..they reward you with Ralph Lauren or CK or whatever
and give you a small token of appreciation...of maybe 200 bucks,
you bang them ONE time..at least 10 times the return..and if you
can make them cum..and they request a revisit..that would be at
least 10k session everytime..(bragging) how you think I got my
3 Series?? I bang that old cougar till she asked me to stop..
and straight away she bought me a 3 series..(smirks)

WHITE FLASH TO:

INT. REST ROOM - J'S HOUSE - NIGHT

J stands infront of the mirror half naked with a towel covering his private parts, he looks at himself

J
(dejected)
If I can make the old cougar cum I might just get
her to buy me a GTR..

J rubs his eyes

J
(dejected)
400 over fuckign horse powers..

As J was admiring how he thinks he might look in his dream car, noises from the rest room door, someone is banging on it

J.E (V.O)
(raises voice)
J????

R.L (V.O)
(concern)
Dear...are you alright??

J.E bangs on the door

J.E (V.O)
Hey!! fucking answer man!

J washes his face

J
(points at the mirror to himself)
I'll make you cum you old bitch!


He then preps himself to look dejected again and opens the rest room door

TO:

INT. J & R.L'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

J.E
(disgusted)
AhH!! man!!

Not liking what he sees, J.E walks out of the room

J.E
Hey R..you take care of that piece, I am out of here..

J.E walks out of the room and down the stairs.

R
Are you okay??

J
(sulking manner)
Leave me alone..

Hurt by the remark, R kisses J on the cheeks and leaves the room, J watches intently as R leaves the room and picks up his IPhone to make a call

J
(sulking manner)
Hey W.H...set me up, with the richest one...

W.H (V.O)
YOU SERIOUS?? she is a tough cookie to handle man...

J
You are not me..

TO:

EXT. SILVAS - NIGHT

W.H, D, R and J are on their usual table

W.H
(laughs)
okay..let me know how it goes...

W.H hangs his mobile phone, and quickly turns his attention to the rest of the gang

W.H
(laughs)
J.K wants me to hook him up with a rich
old aunty...

His words catches everyone by surprised and they all laughs

R
(laughs)
Another man whore in the making...

D
(laughs)
He wants a 700,000 car, so W.H what is the criteria
to land something like that??

W.H
Fuck the same rich old lady and make sure she cums and
ask you to stop before you finish like few million times?


J
(laughs)
Can't believe J.K will be going down that path

W.H gets defensive

W.H
You see that white 325 Beamer there??


The gang continues their chat

FADE TO BLACK:

INT. HOTEL ROOM - AFTERNOON

J stands infront of the balcony door looking out to a view facing the entire KL City. Looking nervous and anxious he picks up his mobile phone and makes a call

J
(annoyed)
Hey!! W.H!! where is that lady??


The door bell rings, J's heart nearly pops out of his mouth, in shock he hangs up and slowly moves to the door. He opens the room door and to his dismay he sees an old lady wearing a black spaghetti strap and a VERY short mini skiry, she is RICH AUNTY, late 50's, blonde hair, tan and scrawny

RICH AUNTY
Are you J.K??


J
(mortified)
......yes...


Rich Aunty pushes J.K into the room, she takes the 'Do Not Disturb' sign, puts in at the door knob and closes the door and locks every single lock there is on the door. J.K looks in fear as Rich Aunty approaches him.

She moves in closer and attempts to kiss J.K.

J.K. moves away and starts yelling, he moves closer to the bed and starts to compose himself

J
(mortified)
.....you...want..the good stuff...you have gotta wait..


Rich Aunty
(excited)
I might dry up waiting..so dont keep me waiting too long


She reaches into her Gucci Handbag and takes out a bottle of lubricant and toss it to the bed. J.K could hardly believe what he sees and takes a deep breathe

J
(mortified)
Let me get comfortable..


He moves slowly to the restroom watching intently to Rich Aunty's every move and quickly goes into the restroom and locks the door

TO:

INT. REST ROOM - CONTINUOUS

J.K nervously takes out his phone and makes a call

J
(Angry) (Softly)
W.H!!! she is appalling man!!! you fuck face!!


W.H (V.O)
she is the richest and surely can give you 700k


Rich Aunty bangs on the door

RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
Don't keep me waiting..


W.H laughs over the phone

W.H (V.O)
She sounds like Akasha~okay i gotta service
my client now..bye..

W.H hangs up and J.K tosses his Iphone in anger

J
(Angry)
Fuck you!!!!!!!!!!!


RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
oh...say that one more timeeeeee


She continues banging the door

RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
I dont usually do this......begging for my toy
to come out of the toilet..


J braces himself..and opens the door, the moment he opens the door Rich Aunty jumps him like a tiger hunting its prey. J awkwardly removes her from her grasp and move away

RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
I like the way you are resisting me

Rich Aunty pushes J.K onto the bed

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 003]

The room stank of a stench of whiskey, cigarettes and moldy sweaty laundry. Ash and butts littered the floor, and the air thick with smoke as though Mt. Krakatoa had just laid waste to the room. He squenched his nose, took a deep breath, and braved into the lit-less room, reaching for the windows. A quick pull of the drapes and unlocking of the frames, and a little civility returned to what can only be described as a disaster for a room. Air levels began normalizing, and as light bathed the room, things could only seem to get worse.

At the corner of the room, was J, slumped almost lifelessly, except for the consistent blinking as his eyes adjusted to its new surrounding. He was a haggardly sight, unwashed for days, shirt caked with what looked like a mix of pizza and puke, with an empty bottle of Chivas in one hand, and a long burn out cigarette butt in the other. Drool (or puke, maybe) flowed freely from the corner of his lips, and you could see the confusion on his face as he tried to recognize the person in front of him.

"You look like shit man. What the fuck is wrong with you man?"

J squinted again, trying to focus hard. "Jay Fee? Ish dat you man? Itsh been afile.."

"Awhile?You've been fucking missing for two weeks man. If it wasn't because of your girlfriend calling us for help, we would've just thought you were caught up with work or something. What happened?" said J.E., with a genuinely concerned look plastered on his face.

"Vat do you min by vat hap-... happe.. happened? Me ok. See? Alifee..' replied J, thumping his chest like he was King Kong.

"You are such a fucking mess man. Come on now, let's get you cleaned up right now. R.L., give me a hand here, ok? Let's drag this deadbeat to the washroom.." said J.E. as he took J's hand and slung it over his shoulder. J burped loudly as J.E. did this, releasing a stench worse than the ninth level of hell. J.E. stuttered for a moment, trying to control the nausea building up within him, before lifting J to his feet. R.L. grabbed the other hand, trying to lift J up, but J just couldn't stand on his two feet. Slowly, they just dragged him towards the washroom, all 70kgs of lifelessness.

Dragging a whole gunny sack of rice would've been easier than this, thought J.E. as he made his way to the washroom. An evil thought flashed in J.E.'s mind. Well, I could make the most out of this and end up with some very entertaining photos while cleaning him up. And J.E. grinned as he approached the washroom. This will be entertaining. Heh.

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 002]

EXT. SILVAS - NIGHT

J and his bunch of friends are sitting down in an overly crowded 24 hours restaunrant, with J leading the talk on the table it is quite obvious from a far, everyone is listening because they have to and not because they want to


J
(bragging)
I dusted the 206..and then my car failed me..


A chinese guy in a weird looking spectacles next to him speaks, he is D, 25, fair, overweight, arrogant and smart.

D
SO...you lost??

J
(defensive)
No..my car failed me...

D
you know in F1..if your car breaks down...by default you lose..

J
yeah..but I did NOT lose..it is like Lin Dan fighting some
unseeded asshole, if Lin Dan twist his ankle, he cant play
anymore..but that doesn't mean Lin Dan lost..


Indian Guy next to D speaks, he is R, 25, lean, always have an opinion


R
So you comparing your car to Lin Dan?? if Lin Dan was
a car in badminton he would have been a Veyron..so you
cannot use him as an example..let me see (thinks) your EVO
is very likely ONLY Jalani Sidek in badminton terms

J
Fug you man!! my car is at least Lee Chong Wei!! (turns to D)
your car is the Jalani Sidek in badminton terms and (turns to R)
your car is the court cleaner in badminton!!


The lively table takes a moment of awkward silence, a guy next to R speaks, he is J.E. 25, lean, ignorant


J.E
yes and my car is the badminton court, but why cant
you just take the lost as a lost..but then again..why would
you race a 206?? its a no contest...

R
(interupts)
that he ends up losing..

D
(smirks)
what a shame..


J.E, R and D laughs, J zones out..

White Flash to:

INT. ROOM - NIGHT

J is in a curled up position on a bed in a barely lit room crying

J
(weeping)
my baby..my EVO 6.5


J cries lauder and turns to his pillow for comfort

White Flash to:

EXT. SILVAS - NIGHT


Back at the restaurant


J
Well laugh all you want..my car can beat any of your cars
even without trying

R
That is a given like how MU beat Malaysia 2-0 few days back..
no contest..

J
No..there will be a contest..I will give you all abit of chance first..

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 001]

"FUCK THIS SHIT!" screamed J, as his car came to a stall. How could this be? How is this possible? His car was a beast, as far as he was concerned... a white stallion which screamed through the streets like the wind, leaving everything in its dust. And now, for it to fail him at such a critical point, and to make things worse, to a 206, was more than he could bear. Tears began to form around his eyes, but he sucked it back it. Real men don't shed tears, he told himself, manning up and reaching below his dash to pop the hood. The beast was dead, the moonlight shimmering upon its broken body, and it looked like it would be a long and lonely walk home.

50th Post!!

Person with the Pants

Over the years, I have always wonder what determine who wears the pants in the relationship (the person in control). Its it that ALL girls have complete control over her partner cause people seem to think that girls are naturally gonna gain the advantage in a relationship, which to a certain extend..of course it is true..

I read this on an article online; she said 'it depends on the personality, who has the stronger character, if the guy is laid back and the girl is not..naturally she will gain control but if she is the submissive kind the guy will assume control naturally.'

I agree with her. I do have a case study but just not good to mention it over here.

This is my take on how someone lose or gain control..

1) it depends on how into her you are..which also boils down to how hard was it to hit on her..if she make it SO hard for you..you will be chasing harder and harder and when you finally get her..you willl do almost anything to please her..

2) how into you she is..and whether or not you know it..

guys have the tendency to take advantage of a relationship at times knowing the fact that the girls likes him more than he likes her, I know cause I did it before..




This is one quote which I saw on the net..

'In order for a relationship to work the guy must love the girl alot and try not to understand her at all..and the girl must love the guy a little and understand him alot'




This post dont really make sense..but I am glad i am back!

theme song for the day..

jack is the man.

proof obama rocks.