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Today I was at the Mandarin Oriental hotel. It was work. It was also an unnecessary meeting. What was said during the meeting could have been said over the phone, or the e-mail or even the snail mail.

Malaysians however loves meetings. I loathe them.

As the meeting dragged into the hour, I had to find an excuse to take a breather. So off I went to the loo to relieve the lil' monkey.

The toilet was posh and clean. I was alone for a good second when this 50ish gentlemen walked in and occupied the pee basin next to me. What's with some people huh? Punyalah banyak tempat he had to park next to me.

Anyways, while enjoying my last few trickle, something happened. The bugger farted.

It was a wet fart. The kind that you know went off with more than just air. It was revolting. It was also funny as I thought this fella must've been embarassed. I was wrong.

He hit me with another one. This time it was a dry one. I couldn't tahan anymore and just broke out laughing while trying to ensure that my pee remained focused at it's target.

Then it came. The smell. It was the foulest smell that I've ever come across for a long time. It wasn't funny anymore. I zipped up and left. The bugger let go of another one while I was on my way out. It was a farting piss from him, and not a parting kiss.