Orangeous Dailies

I got into a Yellow Top cab at around 4am outside Jessie’s place. Shagged out and tipsy after a night of drinking.

The taxi driver was a friendly one and we engaged in small talk. He asked why I was here – sending my girlfriend back home.  He asked about what I was doing now – I lied to him that I was a Business Student at NUS, as well as a Pilot Trainee dropout.

The conversation went on fine. Then he said something which made my balls drop.

Uncle : I’ve been driving for almost 24 hours already

Me : What?! You still awake or not?

Uncle : I play Taiqi at Bedok Stadium 3 times a week. No problem. Still awake.

At that point of time, I was afraid that he might fall asleep along the long straight ECP stretch, so I tried to keep him awake by asking about his family, what his kids were doing and fuck-shit like that. Then he said something which made my balls drop.  

Uncle : In 2 years time, the universe will end.

Me : Why? *And I was thinking : Fuck! You suicidal or something???*

Uncle : There will be a Supreme One who will be coming down soon. And the signs of his coming are already appearing. Bird flu…etc..

Me : Uhuh..

Uncle : In China, they reported a certain number of deaths from bird flu (I think he said 700 or something). But DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE REAL NUMBER IS?!

Me : No.

Uncle : 10,000. The Chinese government is trying to cover up.

I tried to find out the source of his insanity… Then he said something which made my balls drop. 

Uncle : I believe in Falun Gong.

Me : *Geesh! Fuck!* Isn’t that banned here?

Uncle : No. No religion can be banned if we fight for it. The Chinese government however TORTURED our Falun Gong followers! *He got quite vocal at this point*

Then he began on the gross descriptions of how the people were tortured. And he commented on the BodyWorlds exhibition in Singapore. Still remember the exhibit of the woman with a 8-month old fetus still in her stomach? He claimed that she was murdered in China solely for the purpose of this exhibit.

It was about fucking bloody time we reached my place. As I was about to get off the cab, he told me to WAIT. He had one final thing to show me. I thought he was going to mutate or something, but he took out a clear file. And what I saw made my balls drop. 

A woman with mutilated breasts. The Bodyworld’s Pregnant Lady exhibit, this time she was lying on a surgical table in a Chinese hospital. Another woman with burns all over her face. A guy with his face beaten to pulp. A body without the internal organs.

WHAT THE FUCK MAN! You crazy psychotic fool!

He shoved me a pamphlet, told me to call the handphone number written behind it, before he finally let me off. 

Crazy crazy taxi driver!