Hey, I met those guys before.
His first story was that he left his girl in the flat locked up and
lost the keys. Thus, he needed 2 dollars to get a locksmith to
break open the lock. I was with my friend. I just gave him the 2
dollars.
About 2 weeks later, I was walking with a friend and decided to sat
under block 124. He and another guy approached us. Apparantly, he
doesn't seem to recognize me because he told me the exact same
story. Before he could mentioned about the money part, I asked him
in malay, "Bro, I would love to help ya.. but can u help me first?
I need 2 dollars, my little brother is sick." And the ass just
shrugged and walked off, LOL
Oh yes, my dad has also met him. My dad (an Eurasian, btw) was
carrying alot of stuffs at that time. He approached my dad and
asked if he could speak english. My dad said, "I don't
know". Then he asked if my dad could speak malay (he
could, btw). My dad just shooked his head. The fucker in anger said
in malay, "What a stupid man. Couldn't even speak english or
malay." And he didn't even realized how ironic he was.
Basically, you guys living in Yishun got to learn to avoid them. I
haven't seen them in a month already. I believe they might already
been caught by the police. I remember the guy having dark
complexion, about 1.74cm tall, curly hair and wearing glasses. Oh
yeah.. his lines are very simple. If a guy comes up to you and ask
if you could speak english.. then talk to you, he's pretty much
that same bastard.
