*eating lunch at the dining table*
me: so where are you going today ian?
ian: uh my flen charrie (charlie) buhday pahtee
me: ah i see. where is his birthday party?
ian: ha? chinese sausage ah. you mean, you wan chinese sausage ah?
*i stare at him for minutes in curiosity*
how the hell does 'birthday party' sound like 'chinese sausage'.
just go back to kl lah you 6 year old boii.
today i bought shitloads of study books. see im very well prepared for my prelims...
and tonight is x factor. i think its my turn to have the girls round.
pizza HERE WE COME for the 16788493 TIME.
'wey iz mai babbergam'