An Interview? or just a wierdest day of my life?!!

Indian Docter : Hey boy, can you speak in english?

Atha : yeah, i do. why?

Indian Docter : umm, can you show me the maybank somewhere in the place. i'm looking for maybank.

Atha : it's hard to tell. but not far la.

Indian Docter : ohh, come show me.

Atha : hah?

Indian Docter : you ride a long first show where it is, then i'll send you back.

Atha : ohh, umm okay.

Indian Docter : by the way my name is (forgot whats his name was) and you are?

atha

Indian Docter : ohh atha. i am a medical advisor for anybody who has problems with thier (bla bla blaa..) especially like youngsters like you.

Atha : (angguk angguk)

Indian Docter : (while driving, hits a rear chinese man's car)

Atha : (watahekk?!)

Chinese man : (marah gila babi)

Indian Docter : hehh! GO la! GO!!

Chinese man : (middle fingger up)

Atha : (tercungap)

Indian Docter : haihh, what is with all the chinese in the area hahh. a small thing also wanna get pissed hahh.

Atha : (laugh wierdly)

Indian Docter : so atha, you're in form what ah?

Atha : i'm form 5 now

Indian Docter : you are quite tall hahh for your age.

(Skip until reaches the Jalan Cempaka)

Indian Docter : you aa, you have a. something like a unstable harmones eyh. means ah, your harmones are boilings. haha. have you done any sexual intercorse?

Atha : ahahahh. umm no. i mean never.

Indian Docter : you have mixed blood or what?

Atha : ahah. my grandfathers a chinese.

Indian Docter : ohh i see. mix blood ah. sometimes could give you a good looking or the opposite (bla bla bla)

Atha : owh

Indian Docter : (touches my head and presses my pimple)

Atha : (wierd faces)

Indian Docter : how frequent have you musterbate lately ah atha?

Atha : i never musterbate.

Indian Docter : owh you never musterbate aa? thats why la. your harmones are boiling and unstable. its could be dangerious if you dont musterbate. a sperm cells aa, it could only live for like 36 to 38 hours you know. so sometimes aa, when a person dont musterbate. when they do, the sperms turns yellowies. let me see your pulse.

Atha : (hulur tangan)

Indian Docter : (observing my pulse) let me feel your pulse on your stomac. lift up your shirt.

Atha : (Lift up shirt)

Indian Docter : ohh you have a really long body eyh. what im gonna do is. im gonna squeeze a something below your stomac. so you should feel ah. like an electrical or ticlish

Atha : ahahh. oo okay.

Indian Docter : (soked his hand into my underware)

Atha : (WATAKFAKK!)

Indian Docter : do you you feel any electrical?

Atha : ahahah. umm no no.

Indian Docter : (keep pressing and moving on until his hand almost touches my dick)

Atha : (watafakk watafakk watafakk!!) yeah i think i've feel it <-- porposely say to make em stop.

Indian Docter : (keep on goin)

Atha : is it nesessary?!

Indian Docter : yes it is. im doing it so that you can do your own firtile bla bla bla.. now unchain your belt. let me do it internally

Atha : (in my mind, is he a faking gay!)

Indian Docter : come on, dont be shy laa. unzip it now.

Atha : ahahahh. i think im late now -.-'

Indian Docter : come on laa. this is important you know. so that you can do you own fertile bla bla bla..

Atha : hahh. no its okay. i think im late now. thanks a lot ehh.

Indian Docter : (touches my dick)

Atha : (open the door and get out)

Indian Docter : thanks ehh.



i fart-king hates doctor now!