Fatspider,
I like the mumbo chick so much decide to stick with her for a while; she's a black widow.Muaahaha!

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I was like heading towards Suntec City to get some luck from the fountain, and I was surprised at how quiet the damn forsaken place is. I guess this IMF meeting really rubs off on the shops. There are like glum faces everywhere (mainly the owners). Blame it on the traffic cut off, the tight security (I was stop twice actually to check my bags). But I think people just dun wan the hassle and the threat of a terror attack plus demostrators also hang in the air too. Suntec is the only place in Singapore I noticed had its fair share of counsumers even in the quiet afternoon of a busy weekday. But it was totally errie Indiana out there today!

It was so quiet that it was frightening, I only stay about half hour in that guost town, usually I will idle up to 2 hours min. Choosing to look at the koi, stare at the advertisement TV in the aquarium, and sleep at a clearing near the wealth fountain shoot. Also, a trip to the cinema (look at pictures lah, no money to see), plus a cuppa kopi at the kopi tiam shop near the cinema is among the favourite things I will do in this period of recovery and it's free too (maybe not the kopi). However, the peer pressure of the deaf surrounding the grave is so depressing it adds on to my already suffering soul. So, decide to leave early.

On my way out, notice a group of social escorts waiting for the ang moh from IMF, and they are really bombshell babes too, minium the standard of Dawn Yang lookalike.
She's one of the most beautiful celebrity blogger in Singapore for the sake of people oversea who might not know.

The girls are also smart and eloquent in speech too, past by them and their conversation in English really puts my blogsite to shame (should ask them to blog for me instead). 1 of them even mention about receiving a huge tip from her client yesterday and was really delighted with the job, and if everday like that, 1 month can earn half a year salary liao. F**King ang moh, dun know they really really rich or just show off by blowing off half their salary on the 1st pretty ass they come across.
Yah, this standard...........

Ang moh kia, Ang moh kia, they come here, our traffic stops for them, our biz stops for them, our hotels welcomes them in open arms and feed them, they take our best women and some even our job, even though I am also PR lah, but no such luck! If you’re still in doubt, try what I like to call the Geylang Experiment, which is carried out thus:

1) Assuming you’re local, take an angmoh friend (fat one too to prove the point) with you to Geylang (you know, that bastion of anatomy where chicken is served, and not always on the plates…)
2) Take a walk down lorong 8 (or any even lorong for that matter)
3) Ask your pimp to bring the birds, (1 good looking and the other not so) , get your angmoh friend to say something rude, like “Wow, I love your breast!”
4) Watch the gorgeous lady giggle/blush/wink/offer her phone number/lick her lips/titter flirtatiously/all of the above
5) Watch the not so pretty one squirt like there is no tomorrow. (At this point point yu can even see a full fledge waterfall cuming out of her tight hot pants)
6) Now YOU say something mildly lascivious, like, “Nice legs”
7) Observe the silence as the 2 girl slog it out for his attention, totally in disregard for your feeling or disrespect for the size of your genitals.
8) Yu sigh as yu see your ang moh fren say goodbye to yu, both his hands too busy to even wave good bye, leaving yu alone in the cold streets, wishing yu stay home and watch Kobe Tai instead.
It’s your own silly fault for not being "charming", you. Unlike an angmoh. Deal with it!
But maybe if I have a little money......

(PS: I am not suggesting that the esorts also moonlight as a err.... chicken, I think they have way too much class and style for those yanks/brits/aussie, no pun intended, just a observation)