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Friday, January 21, 2011

This is the story of an old and disintegrating woman, Eliza.

I met her while she was out shopping for CNY goodiessss



Then.
She got tired.

And we walked to find food for her, old fat aunty


And we saw this sign instead of the Samurai burger~
YAYYY!


No samurai baybeh!

Old aunty nearly died there!
She whipped out handphone (wah not bad old aunty it-savvy) and TWEET lah sia.

To make her order faster,
I show her a poster of me
(looks down)


Well now the old aunty nearly experience heart attack see the poster!
cb.

So she faster orderrrrrrrrrr~

Then I always call her slow.
So she pouted.


PACIFIERS EXIST SIAAA AUNTY

Then otw back, we love love back lah



thanks baby, like my captioning?