Had to attend a corporate "authentic" dinner in KL a few years ago. Too scared to eat the food (food poisoning had been culling the group in the days previous) so I spent the night with the other corporate black sheep with my back to the wall, drinking anything that came with a sealed cap, watching the less experienced or less fussy members of the group dancing and whatnot () with these girls (it was hard to pick the authentic one's).
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry half the time. Needless to say there were a few bashful blokes at breakie the next morning.




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