post-script

Went out with my bunch of whackos last Sunday after many days of studying my arse off. It was some church thingy, u know the festival of praise? Yar, the festival included stilt-walkers, fire-breathing hairy-chested men, incredibly women that grew beards and elephants which walk on twos. Im serious.


Esther!!
Look Ma! I grew!


Jingyi!!
My wife I never had.



Jasmine!!
My ang moh babe! Umm, Im not too sure what we were doing.


Olivia!!
My drama kahki!! What the hell are we doing?!

If u suspect any changes in the pics, just shut your trap.