Did I say I am speaking more Canto?
Not that it is getting any better, but I decided to fuck it and speak up. 'Cos I need to buy my dustpan, tell the taxi uncle how to bring me home, and find out what the hell I am ordering from the menu.
The broken Canto sounds kinda cute anyway, I reckon. At least I think the fruit seller thinks so.
I should go back more often, 'cos pretty soon I think I will have free apples and bananas coming my way.
Auntie hands me my boxed lunch...
Me: Mmm goi.
Taxi uncle drops me off...
Me: Mmm goi.
Stranger bumps into me and apologizes...
Me: Mmm goi.
WTF?!?!
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