The McVie Show Season 4

For the first time in a long while I went to Bed on a Friday evening where I had “fun” with a couple of Malaysians.

Hmmm, wait a minute. Something’s off. The sentence is correct, but… wait….

For the first time in a long while I went to Bed on a Friday evening where I had “fun” with a Malaysian couple.

There, that’s more accurate.

Both were in their early thirties. The older, more Pinoy-looking one approached me first. He’s like a darker, swarthier version of John Regala minus 500 pounds. We had already explored each other’s tongues when he then turned around and pointed to another guy deep-throating someone’s mouth in the middle of the dance floor. “That’s my boyfriend of six years,” he said.

Oh, I said.

His boyfriend disengaged himself and walked over to us. In fairness, he was cuter; he looks like a chinoy (I really like singkit guys) but more ‘noy than chi’ and a lot hunkier. In other words, between the two of them…

why not?!

Those two really made good the tagline, “Malaysia, truly Asia.”

Much, much later I spotted a friend by the bar, so I walked over to him to say hello. He slapped my shoulder and said, “I was going to say hello but I saw you had your mouth full. And with two guys!”

My defense? “Hey, they’re Malaysians and I’m just showing them our world-famous Filipino hospitality.”

He snorted, “Ah so! Are you saying it was just a friendly kiss?”

“Oh no!” I replied, “May malisya na yun! Este, may Malaysia pala, hahaha!”