Look Ma, No Legs!

If you can't fix it, break it.


I like Ah Man the Sofa Man. Even if he insinuated the same shit ("No way you were the only one sitting on the couch...").

He called me 'Lang Lui'. He looked around the house for other broken things to fix. He lifted the mammoth of my coffee table so I can at long last get rid of the stupid rug. He gave me a pack of Nin Jiom Herbal Candy when he heard me coughing like ajussi.

And we're so in line with our thoughts: just break the other fuckin' legs.

I know. I am easy.




Ah Man: You don't get domestic help to clean your place? So dusty.
Me: No. I clean it myself when I have time.
Ah Man: But you never clean!
Me: ...

No time, dude. No time!