Why do asian women throwing themselves at whitey?

I am not so sure why but I may state some of the reasons.

Take a look of this video.



Okay now. Not trying to be racist nor sexist. I know some are in loves but at most time these couples are deemed the other way round.

Lets talk about our girls who want a whitey just for the reason of being glamor (just this context)

Actually since I was young, I do like to make friends with the whitey, the latino, yada yada yada; anyone actually. I never idolized anyone's race regardless you are a Jew, Aryan or any super race you can mention to me. Everyone was created accordingly, individually and sorry to say some are born impair.

I found it is astonishing how we Asian are intimidated by the whiteys due to the belief that they are smart and out beat us physically. I was a non-believer to this. I see whiteys are equal to us and sometimes far uneducated than us. Look at ourself, here we are pressing keyboards, constructing sentences, composing writeup and have the world to read it; compare to the whiteys in certain part of their TIMBAKTU, they are still renting VCR. They hardly understand CDs and well the list goes on. So what so special about those whiteys until the female of our species seems to be attracted to them?

Their looks? Nah, many of the Americans are obese and it is comparatively outclassed from what you have seen in porn films, magazines and movies. Not to say, all those cover girls are Photoshops edited and they are the materials the magazines created in their matrix; for you to believe and a whole lots of sales. The studs and hunks you saw, most of the time make you wet and cum are none others than metro-sexual cunts for their market. Exploits for you girls to buy their magazine. If you do, you are living in their matrices and you should realized by now that the magazine you are holding are full of crap. I mean there is no harm in reading what you want for leisure and indulgence but as a religion. Hell, No!

The increasing thought by younger Asian girls that whiteys have longer dicks is a misconception ever since the whitey dock at our ports. Sailors infested with HIV gets jolly drunk, having one night stand, payable in lieu of drinks they bought at the bar and walla, you are infected. All you can do is to swear "son of a bitch!", "Pukimak!" or "Chau Cibai!" or even "Pundek!". He is long gone, living his remaining sickening life with greater sex and perhaps until a point he reflect his wrong doing and get pardon by some pastor.

Happy friends enjoying their drink!

Most white guys speak a great deal of good English. WTF, that is his mother tongue and he has been conversing using this language everyday. Have you crossover some whiteys who cannot spell 'An Engrish men'? I do. That is why since elementary school they have contests called spelling bee and regularly dictation test. Their English glossary and the usage of terminology also flunk big time. There you are, adoring them. What is the big deal with them?

You can say that they are smart and brain stimulating. Sometimes you can also give prolongated excuses as well as purported views about them being this and being that. I find it truly amazing. Whiteys got listed as some of the successful people (but not smart) due to their earlier exposure to the global world as well being brave to try something stupid but brilliant. But what is the ratio? Probably 1:1,000,000? Now compare that to our people. Previously, our people were left far behind but the momentum is building up and we have excelled forward exceptionally well. This is great, don't you think so? I have a friend who is still 16 and write blogs; so as her friends. Did pretty well with Adobe Photoshops and all those software which are needed to compose and upgrade their blogs. Compare to some other whiteys who hardly did anything other than just enjoying themselves pranking their friends and a nuisance to the public. Tell me that is not true. Is that brain stimulating or is it you got STIMulated?

Four years ago as I was excelling my career, a whitey Director asked me if he can get upgrades. I search the net and to my horror; he can actually get a Master Degree by buying it with less than USD$3,000; online! Wow! That is a good life. After 16 years of specialized job and now you are a holder of a Master Degree. They give names for their career. Sewage Engineer for those who well call General Worker here. They just clean up manholes and scour the pipes but then, they are specialist. Twenty good years of shitty life. What do you expect? Lavatory Hygiene Expert means a janitor with great experiences. Well done, you finally got that paper qualification and move on to the next level, expert!

Here they are, in our pubs with attitude problem they are stimulation our ladies. Yeah! Crappy yet creepy. Still, what so good about them? Money? Well have you heard of the term American pay? Contradicting to our Asian culture, every payment have to be split accordingly. If you are a lady with no job and sleeping with these buggers hoping to cash in their money and bling-bling, you are really wasting your time and the elasticity of your pinkish yet moderately used hymen. Keep it for more agility with the perfect man. You understand that scorned bitch?

Their looks perhaps the best asset as a monkey pot to trap you, filthy worthless flies. So there you are again enchanted by their looks. Big nose, blue eyes, athletic frame with some beer blubber (Michelin man wannabe) and a smashing hair style. Duh! Will that last long?

You! Ms Beautiful Beer. The infamous retired hen at your little town

For sure that hair you are attracted too, stands slightly longer than his ejaculation. I mean external ejaculation. After 10 minutes of foreplay, 2 minutes of blowjob, 2 minutes of your sexercise as you humps around and there he goes; like Flash Man he push you away, stands up ejaculate his snowball at your face and then forcing you to draw all of that sperms into your mouth, later swallow it. Yes, he is there standing tall in front of you making that "ahh-ahh!" voice and calling you an Asian whore. You say thank you (you are drunk and you heard Asia Mall), stretches forward and lean down; unsatisfied, hardly perspire, recalling the odor of his 'American cheese' (or relatively known as Taik palat) filled salty yet filthy cucumber-like dick with hairy balls and you just continue to smile. You are drawn by his smile. You rub you butt, a little bit distressed from that spanking you get as you did the sexercise. Noticeably, you are a bit shock for the poor performance. "What the hell", you said; at least I get to fuck a whitey for my own personal record, a so-so slumber at a five stars hotel by the sea and aching jaw with that stinky breath.

You wake up to the smell of his vomits. There he is laying beside you, shockingly it was not what you what you saw last night after a bucket of cheap beer. Perhaps that cheap beer got you wind up here and the dramatic jaw breaking blow jobs you got last night is the final blow to his deception. You still feel the hangover. You try to SMS your friend but you refrain due to tiredness, you have a brighter idea; Sick Leave. You get another nap to beat that hangover. When you are just about to get some rest, he touch you and kiss your neck. Ambiance lighting from the sunlight, lights up the room shows you the best of his smashing ugly looks and unwillingly you push him. He call you names and start to get mad.

Worry about what he might do next may get you into more possibilities of headline, you give up. By now he is no gentleman. Knowing this will be his last sexual encounter of you, he lay you down. Gulping more beers and slapping his belly. Like a pre-historic and barbaric Mongol he pull you to the side of the bed and do his poorly performed version of 'monkey jack'. Penetrating his cucumber-size rod into your anus, make it one of the hardest record breaking escapade you never thought of. He pull off his condom after rapturing it during his high impact pounding. His testicles projected shock waves as it in contact with your labia and gives you that sensation after taste.

You are trying his monkey jack as you squirt. Your smart-fool whitey is trying to reach for his passport hidden in the vase. Both of you now known as the newly cross breed, homo-stupido-shapen

Later, he reach into his plastic bag bearing foreign writings and smile. You are clueless and scared. Not to say the pain that is still lingering around your torn, skinny, rich with nerves, bronze colored ass. He drag you to the toilet bowl, cuff you and give you more of his fantasy. He did that Hulla hoop dance (he imitates John Wayne), as he is wasting your precious time for a board meeting scheduled at 2pm (it is Monday, duh!). He lasso his counterfeit Louis Vuitton belt and then he spank you, continuing with more bondage-inspired sex. He reveal another gadget you have already known since secondary school. A modified red dildo is then stuffed into your anus. He amplify the vibration. It vibrates harder, reminding you of the SMS you did not sent earlier and an Medical certificate which you need to obtain before the meeting.

You finally scream to his ecstasy and submitted. He gelled your ass with his water-based lubricant, promising you this is the last act. He continue his artillery pounding and after a while, he opt for chocolate cream and goes for the final high impact pneumatic jackhammer like thrust before jacking off his extraordinary yet intelligent self-propel 'Sperm Haley BurstStar' on to your newly permed hair. Just like the RPG blowing up a Black Hawk Helicopter at Iraq, he stood behind you with amazement and self adoration. He scream like a young boyscout and proclaim that is his furthest shot he ever did. It is extended to the toilet door and close to the wash basin. He ran to check out his sperm shot which you knew actually was a slime ball of his nostril waste he blew earlier as he puts on his thorny pink colored condom; an exaggerating claim. He wipe his rod with toilet paper and with the same toilet paper he wipes your hair. He keep on telling you how your tiny but whining pussy make his day. He repeats,"A jolly good shot I must say, don't you think, Darling?". He sticks some of his semen around your ear and make fun of you.

Ohh! You both faked it very well just to unleash your
squirting orgasm and his low bat level libido.

Your knee is aching and your anus is soring. You beg for a release and he is still fooling around. He first reach for a beer and then the handcuff key. He shower your hips with his beer and lick it, unwillingly released you. He kiss you and thanks you for that service. He gave you his number and email and hoping to see you at his country. Thanking you repeatedly for that sexual fantasy he have just engaged. You are limping around looking for your cloths and dress up with your torn off polka dot G-string and your expensive push ups. When you about to walk out, he give you a good spank in the ass and call you a darling. You slam the door and for once in your beautiful life, you heard something that never cross your mind. He just vociferate and gibber as he called you a petite cheap midget.

Sadly; during the board meeting, your top management fired you for being incompetent and mostly due to your almost-red-everyday punch card. This time, your immediate superior just watch you from a far. You give him a blink asking for help and in lieu of sexual favor. He just stare at you until you walk off. You clean up your desk, unplug your web cam which you usually use in the sex chat room, escorted out by the security and you gave your immediate superior a call. You tried calling him and only after your fifth call he answered. He decline to help because you forgot about that dinner with his parent.

He chuckled and say, "Damn horny bitch! I saw you with our fat potential investor's driver last night. We set a hidden CCTV to extort his boss; not that proxy and there you are, whoring around. I am not sure why he is in his boss room. You look pretty bad and awful in that video. Everybody in the office saw your video and your two minutes joke. The top management have to fire you to save their skin, you bloody moron. Have a nice life and an "advance-flirtatious" (cynically for adventurous) career in the future.

Tearing boxes will not help in releasing the stress of loosing a job and worst, after you fucked by the boss and associates like floor mats. Not advisable for career advancement.

You walk back home with a huge box. It does not compliment with the tube and ultra-flashy Lycra miniskirt. You look like a retired tramp, high on drug and collecting aluminum can. As you about to buy the monorail ticket, you finally found out why your beg is lighter then ever. You left your wallet in the hotel last night when it accidentally falls of as you are choosing the right condom size for your man from your fake Gucci handbag. Actually, he insisted to use the thorny happy condom. Now you sob and breakdown in tears. No money but with lots of dilute 'Mani'.

Well Done bitch! You broke your health Record

Two months later, you have been owing the landlord, the banks, parents and several more Chinese dudes. You are awaken from your day dream, unfold the envelop given by the nurse. The doctor in front of you grin at you and only to find yourself positive for gonorrhea. You thought you have problem with your menstruation for the inflame sensation of your holly'ed-jolly pussy every time you urinate. Now you regretted it and you still owe your grandma RM100 for that test. On the way back, you stop for lunch. An Indonesian man approached you and offers you DVD. You want "Jungle Man does the heliopter" or "Maria Ozawa Office Bukkake" porn. He did not have that but offers you a new and hot local video. The title of that DVD is "20 Minutes Jokes (two hours of hilarious snoring & farting, nothing close to high performance Dr. CSL)". There you are on the cover with your skimpy bra and luckily it was your silhouettes or else you can opt for any of the high building for a grand finale; suicide in red dress pin with your final note.

The cover shows a female monkey and a white
mutt faking what we call as rubber love!

Wow! I admit the top part sounds like a porn movie if not reenactment of a local 3gp format porn but that is what happen to our young girls. Who to be blame?

As people always said, pussies died due to curiosity. I mean cats. Let me rephrase the actual riddle. Curiosity killed the sexually perverted Siamese-Malaysian cat. Did not mean vagina any way.

Okay, the blog ends up tragically with a semi-porno writing. I never backtrack what I have written so, just enjoy this bloody inconclusive blog. Have a nice morning and May God saves your ill soul. Damn!


**REMARKS**
To those who are married to a whitey, no offence; this artical was not meant for you. If you love each other and enjoying the best of each other and plan for a better life, you go ahead. I also know that most of the whitey are compassionate people. Maybe next round, I will be siding your side. But for now, this article stand.