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Thursday, March 13, 2008

Wan Tan Mee

I had a minor food poisoning yesterday all thanks to a serving of deadly wan tan mee. I had wan tan mee during my lunch at my office's canteen. First time trying it due to my colleague saying its quite nice. Well, its so so only but i was like fuck hungry. Gobbled everything down and went back to office. Once I got back to office, I felt nauseous. I thought, cant be I pregnant right? Beared with it till about 2.30pm when I was about to leave office for appointment & I cannot stand it anymore. Rushed to the toilet and once the toilet bowl greeted me, I puke everything out.

Yes, it feels exactly like when you are drunk and puking after you had a glass of martell and ur frens telling you, " LAI AH, TA AH !"

my stomach was spinning like the washing machine trying to digest all the food inside. I struggled to go meet my customer at Gul and on my way back, the washing machine seems to be turned on the high mode. nabei. lao sai liao la. exit at the tamah jurong there & dashed to Mc for my best friend, toilet bowl. knn. the scene is like the washing machine draining out the water and the dirt out. one word - S H I O K.

Right, it will be the first & last time I am patronizing your stall. F U C K.

The End,







Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….

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My darling boy, when my chores are through, we will cross the rainbow bridge together.
And between now & then, till I see you again, I'll be loving you...









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A healthy & handsome lil' J'don