Me, Tarzan
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Every year or so, SK, FK and I hop onto the PLUS highway, heading due north. We get off at the Linggi, Pedas exit. From there onwards we follow a short trunk road to the sleepy town of Linggi where you can get a haircut for less then $5 and not give a damn if your front door's not locked. Only 45 minutes from Port Dickson. Specific destination-- Kg. Tarzan. Definitely not the home of Tarzan & Jane, but I'm sure there's an Ah Chan living somewhere among the fruit orchards (durians aplenty and dragon fruits even) and fishing holes. The reason we go there is because it's the hometown of a friend, CK. It seems that everytime we come, he would have an extra niece (his sister conveniently dumps her children with her mother everytime she gets knocked up while she works in Sinapore with her husband). Currently 2 rascals are there with 1 on the way. Pity the old woman.
Her mother is thrilled everytime we visit. She would prepare us a grand lunch. We suspect the reason for this is because she secretly hopes that 1 of the girls in the group is her future daughter-in-law! But I know for a fact that of all the girls he has brought home to mum-sy, the only 1 that stands the best chance is SK (sorry dear, it's the truth). Speaks Hokkien. Cooks. Good with the kids. Hoho. Wide, child-bearing hips. Haha. Even the kids call her Ah Kim (Hokkien for Aunt). Anyway, lemme get to the food. This time round, CK's mother whipped up sambal fresh water prawns (feshly-caught by CK's dad at the local river), stir-friend kailan stems with water chestnut, stewed pork belly meat, fried sishamo (feshly-caught by CK's dad at the locak beach), fried bean curd with thai sauce, stir-fried sausages and capsicum and spicy pork brisquette and kidney soup (Yum!). The food was fantastic!
After lunch, we cam-whored with the rowdy kids for a bit. They both wore really adorable cheongsam's. The 4-year old one, with a giant tear at the back of her cheongsam declared that she would marry me. And when asked why, she answered:
He got no friend ma...
Great. A sympathy bride. Looks like I can harvest her in about 12 years. Can't wait to go back next year.
Every year or so, SK, FK and I hop onto the PLUS highway, heading due north. We get off at the Linggi, Pedas exit. From there onwards we follow a short trunk road to the sleepy town of Linggi where you can get a haircut for less then $5 and not give a damn if your front door's not locked. Only 45 minutes from Port Dickson. Specific destination-- Kg. Tarzan. Definitely not the home of Tarzan & Jane, but I'm sure there's an Ah Chan living somewhere among the fruit orchards (durians aplenty and dragon fruits even) and fishing holes. The reason we go there is because it's the hometown of a friend, CK. It seems that everytime we come, he would have an extra niece (his sister conveniently dumps her children with her mother everytime she gets knocked up while she works in Sinapore with her husband). Currently 2 rascals are there with 1 on the way. Pity the old woman.
Her mother is thrilled everytime we visit. She would prepare us a grand lunch. We suspect the reason for this is because she secretly hopes that 1 of the girls in the group is her future daughter-in-law! But I know for a fact that of all the girls he has brought home to mum-sy, the only 1 that stands the best chance is SK (sorry dear, it's the truth). Speaks Hokkien. Cooks. Good with the kids. Hoho. Wide, child-bearing hips. Haha. Even the kids call her Ah Kim (Hokkien for Aunt). Anyway, lemme get to the food. This time round, CK's mother whipped up sambal fresh water prawns (feshly-caught by CK's dad at the local river), stir-friend kailan stems with water chestnut, stewed pork belly meat, fried sishamo (feshly-caught by CK's dad at the locak beach), fried bean curd with thai sauce, stir-fried sausages and capsicum and spicy pork brisquette and kidney soup (Yum!). The food was fantastic!
After lunch, we cam-whored with the rowdy kids for a bit. They both wore really adorable cheongsam's. The 4-year old one, with a giant tear at the back of her cheongsam declared that she would marry me. And when asked why, she answered:
He got no friend ma...
Great. A sympathy bride. Looks like I can harvest her in about 12 years. Can't wait to go back next year.
Comments
" The reactant in this process is resisted to the activation energy..so chemical reaction couldnt exist " :P
Molested her till that extend, couldnt say NO to her anymore !
Tunggu dia lari dari rumah lo...
I takut next year u pergi tu, need to take all 3 LITTLE Monsters sekali ... LOL
Good point le. :(
@k:
Hmmm. I need to use photoshop to age the pic a little.
@Derek:
You no friend meh?! :)
@Legolas:
Yes, we all do.
@Sk:
It was a "good" touch, not a "bad" touch. Hehehe.