Birdshit Mobile has gone. Hopefully for a bit longer.
So clean, you can eat off it.
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On another note…I whacked one too many bottles of these last night.
Heineken Extra Cold.
It was soooo goood.
Too bad I didn’t manage to hold it down. No regrets.
p/s: Sorry bruder with the Red Iswara…I didn’t mean to puke all over your car. But hey, I made it up with the boobs.
That’s the new name of my car. My boo gave it to her.
I can’t really remember. It could be 7 or 8 weeks that I haven’t washed it. It’s not me…it’s the rain. Why wash the car when you’ve got rain everyday. Nature is the best cleaner aye.
Not so keen on the bird droppings though. The damn poops are crazy stubborn!
Sometimes these days, I would freak out thinking my car has been stolen, except that it’s not stolen. It’s right where it was parked, kept warm by a layer of dusts…giving it a new shade of silver.
Birdshit Mobile. Rolls off the tongue like butter.
It was LooLoo’s birthday yesterday. The girls and I got together after a few months of not seeing one another! We had Teochew porridge and it was sooooo goood.
Me, Jayna and Birthday girl, LooLoo.
So nice to get together and chatted till kingdom comes.
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I’ve painstakingly posted about 100 posts from Google cache and imported 230 posts from Blogspot (where I blogged for about 2 years).
That’s almost 50% of posts recovered. I’m not so sad anymore ;)