Talhah's Blog

Hey Mister. Sorry to diss you but you suck, Mister. Come on man, you're supposed to be more experienced, much wiser than "His Son" Talhah, Mister. You supposed to be THE MAN, Mister. You believed and sought power, rank and respect in the Silat community, right Mister? Isn't that a summation of your intentions and objectives delving in this sport/hobby/interest, hmm Mister?

So how come I've beaten you, no make that embarrassed you in public, exposing your shortcomings, and erm, stupidity, T W I C E (that I can recall) already Mister?!?!

See, thing is I don't like doing this to people for it ain't right, right Mister? Yet I draw special satisfaction seeing you squirm in discomfort from my confrontations, Mister, for you and your "posse" have been discrediting and dissing my dad, among many other things Mister. Now look at yourself, Mister. You've got served by Me.

Look, in actual fact, I actually gave you opportunities to prove your abilities and comprehension of the rules of the games, Mister. But oh boy, you seriously shot your own foot, Mister. You can't even answer my question, Mister? Pfft off Mister.

I can't even recall a time since I've been an official when you actually showed me the right way or advised me right Mister. Unlike other seniors, I'm actually correcting you instead of the other way Mister. What's this, Mister?

You may have think you can f*** around with my dad but mark my words, no chance in hell am I ever gonna let you or your buddies off easy. You gonna put yourself in the spotlight, make sure you can stand the heat. I'm gonna be like your guilty conscience. You'll not be able to shrug my presence off.

Come on. Prove me wrong. "Mister".