still waiting for straits times.
what the fuck. where is the newspaper! isnt the newspaper man suppose to be riding his bicycle and put the newspapers at our doorsteps already. oh ya.. u ever realise the newspaper-man is always indian? and like the gas-man is always chinese? like all my life all the newspaper-man and gas-man are in that stereotype. hmm.. its probably some racial specialisation. maybe it is some special gene each race have written in genome that gives them that specialisation. like indians have this uncanny ability to like ride a bicycle and launch a thick set of newspaper right on our doorsteps without losing balance and chinese have this special power to drive gas cylinder loaded lorrys and not get into some diehard 3 accident. plus they also some mutant ability lug huge gas cylinders on their shoulders and still manage to fit into the tiny lifts of Singapore.. (i'm not racist but ya chinese got 2 power and indian has 1.) anyway, this is nonsense. this post is crap why am i talking about this crap in the wee hours of the morning. this is so loser. this post would go into the verbal diarrhoea corner with rest of OH GREAT THE PAPER IS HERE! WOOT WOOTS! cyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Had an epiphany at 5:37 am.


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