Friday night was an impromptu Winebar session with the neighbour (no no, not the ex). Thank goodness it was media night. 1 for 1 all night. I hate paying for expensive drinks at Zouk. All in all it was nice catching up, meeting with people and escaping from the all-consuming World Cup.
I swear taxi uncles are the most colourful and amusing bunch of people in Singapore. As we were approaching our cab ( perks of chilling with a neighbour: cab fare split into digestible portions), I could feel the bass and amps pounding the pavement. You could imagine how friggin loud it was inside. Playing RnB, how funky is that.
Being ear-drum-loving people, we told the uncle to relax the volume. According to him, his amps are Bose. Wah! And he went on about how his son working in MOS burnt the CD for him blar blar blar. Any fuckbody can burn such a disc. We simply played along with him, entertained him, for fear that he will fry our ear drums. He even asked if we wanted to buy a car. Wtf. He mentioned he has a red Mx 5 at home, bought it for 200k, paid in cash. Double Wah! Basically he is your typical tua kang (As from Talkingcock.com: Hokkien phrase literally meaning "big hole". Used to describe someone telling an exaggerated story, usually involving the teller doing something extraordinary) bloke.
As long as I don't get a sleepy taxi driver, I'm contented.
Filed under: Ramblings, Singapore
• Toilet Suprise : Trust the Japs to come out with this. Beware of your next outdoor toilet visit.
• Learn to drift : Tiff Needell of Fifth Gear fame teaches you how to burn some rubber on the tarmac. Please do not try it in Singapore.
• HK bus uncle : Yep, its him.
• Tokyo Breakfast : Some spoof comedy. Japanese acting like niggas.
Filed under: Ramblings, Weirdass
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Filed under: Ramblings, Tools
Overly helpful dude who stationed himself at the MRT ticketing booth. He helped EVERYONE who expressed interest in the machine.
Wish tree notes at some soba place in Paragon.
Filed under: Ramblings, Singapore
Singapore is fast overtaking Hong Kong as the Asian country with the silliest English names. HongKongers usually go for simpler names . i.e Noodle, Sky, Fruit. We ,being Singaporeans, have to be special, have to be number one. We usually go for complex sounding ones. We have the ah lians naming themselves after chi-chi brands. i.e Chanel Ang. Gucci Goh. We like to bring in Greek and Latin influences. When we are clueless, we just name the child after an idol. i.e Beckham.
The worst I've heard and met is Bubble. *cue for slapping your forehead*
Enter Singapore Idol hopeful Primero Ang. My hor fun was screaming to jump out of the nostrils when I heard that name. It didn't help that he was trying a little too hard. Who the fuck sings a Blue song and expects to be taken seriously? Gastric juices were working overtime. I sincerely hope his brother isn't named Cefiro.
Still touching on names, we now come to Taufik. Yes, the one who is making a name for his Big Gulp antics rather than his singing. Overheard on the MRT train:
" Taufik's brother is call tau pok. His sister is call tau gay, father call tau kua. Mother is call tau kee."
Filed under: Ramblings, Singapore
• Saw a big poster of some Malaysian Police head honcho saluting, who look suspiciously like Mahathir, with the words 'INTEGRITI' splashed across. Yeh right.
• 10 Ringgit for new movies. 6 for older ones. Nevertheless a good deal.
• Malaysians leave the cinema theatre even before the movie ends. Wtf. Only 3 waited for the short clip after the credits for Xmen3. Remember to stay till after the credits!
• Luck has it that I had to empty my bowels in JB. No toilet paper provided. They use hoses. (To wash, not stick up) Toilet seats totally gross. So how now brown cow? Popped a mentos, took serviettes from Coffee Bean, took a deep breath, adopted Shaolin half squat stance and gave it all. You could sense the euphoria after the last nugget.
Filed under: Observations, Ramblings
