August 30th. Without fail, each year around this time, the earth beneath our feet begins to stir. Like the boiling magma within our earth’s crust being disturbed by some unseen force, the earth begins to heat up, causing all the earth worms that have been living lazily all this while, to wriggle out, trying to escape the increasing heat. By the stroke of midnight, the earth, that has been relatively quiet throughout the year, will be manifested with worms of a certain nature.  The roads will be teeming with them.  They will be roaring their way, not caring about the safety of others as well as themselves. They can do super stunts belittling even the greatest stuntmen. Ladies and Gentleman of this great country, let’s welcome the Mat Cermerlangs!! formerly known as Mat Rempits.

Tonight is open season for them. All they have to do is to stick a big flag at the back of their ‘Kaps’ and then while tearing down the roads, shout "Merdeka!" and the authorities will turn a blind eye. They are patriots of the country, and you don’t arrest patriots for small petty crimes like riding without a helmet, driving without a licence, breaking the speed limit, using a stolen vehicle and causing public nuisance. They are the future leaders! 

When after all their patriotic antics have ended, and they are tired, they head down for the beach for  their much deserved rest, before they start all over again, going on throughout the night. They leave the beautiful beaches with souvenirs of old newspapers, Kentucty fried chicken wrappers, and used condoms splattered all over the beautiful white sand. 

Come daylight, the earth miraculously reverts back to it’s natural temperature, and all the worms will reluctantly crawl back into their respective holes, laze around not wanting to fertilise the land that they are suppose too, but always complaining that they are not given enough to chew on. It’s their land after all, they say.