The After Dinner Payback

There are only certain times i regret not learning how to drive.
These times are VERY few.
Today, for instance, I realised I hadn't seen my best friend, Jian in a while..

"Want to go for dinner?"
"Ok, where?"
"Pizza Unolah"
"Ok! How to go ah?"
"I donnolah"

Damn pathetic I say. We decided to go for some coffee after dinner instead and she came up with the perfect plan to get Kelvin (who has been her driver for the past few weeks) to join us, of course, under the pretence of enjoying a drink with two girls.
Nyuk Nyuk.

An hour later..
"Aiyo, he's tired lah"

*smacks head* There aren't people around to drive us even! Mucho sad.


And where the hell did giving your other half food nicknames ever get started? E.g sweetie pie, honey bun..
I mean, why not call someone, "roast rack of lamb"? Hell, that tastes a million times better than a dang honey bun. I'd rather be called something tastier.

I'd better go do something productive with myself before I lose my mind. Hmmmmm.....
*look at Blog title*