The Train
>Subject: the train
>I was on a train, on my way to KL, sometime back in November.
>I was sitting in a 4 seat compartment with three other
>guys; an American, a Cuban and a Bangladeshi.
>
>Halfway through the trip, the American suddenly took out
>his tobacco and a $1 American bill. He then took out his lighter, then burn
>the $1 bill and use the flame to lit up this tobacco and began to smoke.
>
>All of us were surprised that he used his $1 to lit the
>tobacco. The Cuban then asked him why he used it. The American reply, "Oh
>well, in American we have lots of money.
>
>It doesn't make any difference." All of us then just kept quiet upon
>hearing his reply. What a snobbish guy!!
>
>After some time, the Cuban open his bag and took out a box
>of Cuban Cigar. He then lit up the cigar and began to smoke it.
>After just a few puffs, the Cuban then suddenly threw his cigar out
>of the window and kept back the cigar box.
>
>The American was so astonished and immediately asked,
>"Why did you throw the cigar after just a few puffs? Cigar
>is so expensive!!!" The Cuban just shake his head and say calmly, "It
>doesn't matter. In Cuban we have lots of them."
>
>Upon hearing his explanation, the American just kept quiet
>and shake his head.
>
>Meanwhile, the Bangladeshi and I was looking at each other,
>each not knowing what to do or what to say!!
>
>Both of us were trying hard to think of something t
>Then in a moment of brilliance, I stood up and went over to
>the Bangladeshi.
>I immediately grabbed him and threw him out of the window.
> This time, both the American and Cuban were so stunned that
> they jumped out of their seat and exclaimed,
>
>"Why did you do that??"
>I just coolly sat down and said as a matter-of-factly,
>"It's ok. In Singapore, we have lots of Bangala!!"