Smoking them all.

Yesterday was a disastrous day. I spent 5 hours or so on the road for just merely 65Km. All this thanks to the preparation of Wilayah Day, Thaipusam and a million thanks to the toll price hike.


All of this was cooking me up in the car. The lyrics from Ludacris's song is not helping either. "I feel like killing a nigga today...." It kept playing, the melodic chrous. Indeed I feel like it. Thank God gun was not easily attainable here, or else many queue jumpers would be shot dead.


And talking about gun shootings, a hitman movie is out there waiting for me to purchase it. One of my favourite job to have. Smokin'Aces tells a tale about 7 hitman hired to kill a person turned state's evidence.


Quite a normal thing if you get what I mean. Once you turn state's evidence, you better get protection or you sleep with the fish. I guess we all could see that in Collateral too.


Like Mos Def and a lot of other rappers, a rapper Common is going on silver screen too.


So where would you run if you have 7 different contract hitman out there trying to wipe you off the planet Earth? Being a hitman was never easy. It takes a lot of things to be considered, and not just a trigger happy motherfucker. Then again being the contract person to be killed, is not going to be easy either.


They say the road will make you a beast. I believe now it is true. I really wanted to bust a cap into their head as they cut your queue in the midst of a massive congestion. They are the one who is making it harder. I went into fade, just like Broadhurst Monk or Jim Davis. I could already picture myself shooting them in the face, because I always love them to not have open casket funeral. Or for those who are to be cremated, steal a part out of them, so they will not have full body ash.


I think I need medication.