咸菜命

to a lesser extent.........

I don't know, it is just me or everybody else is facing the same situation.

You, comes back from work, hungry, tired and hungry.
But there is no dinner, no food, no anything for you.
Instead of a piping hot bowl of rice, you are greeted by a gust of cold air.
Fucked up, isn't it.
It seriously makes me wonder;
1. What is my maid for?
2. Where is my monthly allowance going to?
3. Is my home a home? Or just a shelter for me to spend the night.

The last straw comes when you find your best looking shirts stained yellow.
And your mum tells you, " The maid says you came back with the shirts already yellow."

CCb, Knn, !@#!$%, (insert your own vulgarities)

Your mum believes your maid, and thinks that you actually rolled in the mud after work before coming home.

Great.
Fantastic.
Brilliant.
Awesome.

I'm going to buy dinner.

Fucking hungry is actually positive thinking already.


Oh yeah, how many of you actually believed Li Tao will win the gold?








Definitely not me.