What an apt description for us. =]
On Saturday, I met someone for a supposed discussion of a possible roadshow they’d be organising. And she didn’t tell me a bit on what I was supposed to go there, and just asked me to go. Lucky she didn’t tell me. Because apparently the appointment was cancelled last minute.
So, we were caught in Kovan nowhere with nothing to do, but to have lunch at that hour. The lunch was okay in food standard, but the joke behind it was, very amazingly and uniquely her. I’ll tell ya about it.
Look.
This was where we had for lunch.
Okay, repeat after me.
Pontian Wanton Noodles. 笨珍 云吞面.
Ok, seriously, nothing wrong with it right? It’s perfectly the Chinese translation of Pontian. But look, what she commented to me.
“以后 hor, 我们可以自己开一间。叫 “真笨”。
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Oh my gosh. I can’t believe I’m still struggling to hold back my laughter even while I’m typing this right now.
Ok, story continues. Before that, she was queuing for her lunch, at this famous hawker stall, while I waited at the table and got her a cup of soya bean milk with less sugar. I hadn’t got any appetite so I decided to skip this meal. But this little Sweet One came back with two bowls of noodles.
I was like, “Eh, why you eat so much?” She said, “I queue so long hor, I won’t just buy one bowl hor. So you better eat.”
Hees. So, I ate lor. Then, after eating like a quarter of the noodle, she suddenly exclaimed, “Oei, actually you eating my bowl leh. I purposely put the 葱 for you on your bowl, my one don’t have 葱 cos I don’t eat 葱.”
I looked at her, and looked down on the half a bowl of noodles I was eating from. So now hers had the 葱, which she don’t eat. I looked back at her, and gave her that look. -_-”
“Can you not be so picky?” I retorted.
Her reply was:
“Huh, what you say? Can I not be so pretty? Cannot. I’m like that..” (hahahahaha)
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OMG right? I wanna laugh like mad.
What a classic. 
