


Come, come, hear me alternately whine about my life and wax lyrical about its blessings.
1. Candy sure to start 101 questions rolling if kids get a hold of 'em:
(Yes, I know one of them was taken upside-down.) Taste yummy, Chye?
2. Apparently, one of the hottest novelty items being sold in Tainan right now - hang-on-your-mobile pepper spray. But I don't know if it works as well as it should in an emergency, coz it's only good for 3 spurts and Barry wouldn't lemme waste one of them on his face.
3. This nondescript box, measuring about 13cmx3.5cmx1.5cm (soulburnz tells me he thinks this is the correct way to write it).
What kooky nugget have they thought up to put inside? Can't be the 'ole toothbrush-and-paste routine, fer sure. !!! Could it be... a condom-carrier masquerading as a toothbrush-and-paste carrier??
Sadly, no. (And let me state that I have nothing to do with condoms, whatsoever.)
Erm, plastic screws? Well, screwing is involved, but of the kind related to neither of the two above.
Like so...
You must click on the photo to get the ingenuity of the packaging.
Read the fine print! I especially love the part which goes: "Please do not throw the packaging away. It can be kept for further use." How about that people?! Cheeky, clever, packed with thoughtful details and enviro-friendly!
Once again, click on it to enlarge. The alleged personal (I'm assuming it is, because I didn't recall sending this out) details I sent out is, most obviously, a virus. What the #^*%!????
Can somebody explain how in the world this could've happened? Preceding this unpleasant revelation, I had rebooted my computer, then doused it with a good measure of Spybot, AdAware and HijiackThis log programs already. I'm still receiving help for the latter one at this point, but I didn't think someone would be sending emails out in MY name. Damn. My email address must be finding its way onto a lot of junk mail lists by now.
That's it; while the Suzuki Swift was never a contender in my list of "Potential Cars to Buy Once I Strike It Rich" to begin with, it can now officially kiss my potential-dollar goodbye. I mean, the cheek of it all, blasting its message to us, a captive, freaking paying audience for the 5 hours we were there (which, by the by, was originally only meant to be 4 hours, but thanks to my irresistible charm - on a person of the same sex, no less - we got it extended, at no extra charge)!
That aside: the inaugural Lungs of the Day Award went to SJ, who was the first to start singing, liberally inserted her songs to the top of the list, and continued singing songs consecutively after the rest of the girls (with the exception of Ms Coddle of course) dropped out, one by one, from fatigue or plain unsustainable interest in vying for the award - prolly wasn't pretigious enough for them, hmph.
And the undisputed champion of Photowhore: KTV Session - Huiz, whose pretty head managed to pop up in just about every single photo I took:
Other winners were Fangz, who walked away with the Lethargy Award, by virtue of the fact that she pretty much just languished on her seat most of the time, watching the screen; and Xianz, aka Ms Attention-Deficit - have you ever seen someone so addicted to Sudoko she plays it while awaiting her turn to sing??