There is this fucking Malay man whom God has created to test my very fucking patience. He would somehow take the same fucking bus as me on my way home. He couldn't keep his fucking stinking mouth shut and just keeps yapping and yapping on his fucking phone while in the bus. And when I say stinking mouth, I do mean it literally. His breath stinks the fucking bus when he opens his mouth.
Why can't I just avoid him then? Because he would always board the bus I'm on later at a different bus stop. If we were at the same bus stop, I would most definitely skip the bus he's taking and wait for another one.
But bad breath is not the only thing. The volume of his voice is loud and he just couldn't fucking stop talking! If 1 call ends, he will call another person and continues talking. How many friends can this motherfucker have?! Do they not smell his breath and tell him to shut the fuck up? If he was my friend and he called, I wouldn't even answer the call. Or even if I did, it would be just to tell him to fuck off planet earth.
I fucking hate people talking in the bus. Talking is fine, if it's important. But don't go and make a phone call just for some casual talk. Shut the fuck up so others in the bus can have their peace. I'm not a mean person but he needs to fucking die...!
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