Peanut butter is his best friend.
He enjoys reading graphic novels.
Superheroes rocks his boxer shorts.
His heart is as strong as a rock.
He is as gentle as a flower.
Hijabs are cool, but so are beards.
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purevolume.com
lioncitydiy.com (Local Music Scene)
audioreload (Local Music Scene)
Skateboarding.sg
20incho.com (Local BMX Scene)
sunsetrails.com (Local BMX Scene)
A lifetime's supply of peanut butter.
What if...skateboards are actually Autobots in disguise?
The kid on the the bike could be Megan Fox in Transformers. In which, she was an absolute firecracker. She rocks my boxer shorts.
You ever get those scratch attacks? Where you just got this HUGE itch and it pisses you off? That happened to me the other day on my head while i was at Kinokinuya bookstore at Takashimaya.
I figured it was due to my gel which was causing my hair to scream. So off to the toilet i went to wash some of it out.
As i walked into the toilet i noticed it was empty with the exception of a guy who was standing towards the wall, his back facing me. He appeared to be writing something on paper on top of the towel dispenser. I found such a thing weird but i kept to myself.
I'm not really a big fan of conversations in the toilet. I simply walked over to the sink and started sprinkling some water on my hands. No need to gush out the water you know?
Just a few dabs of water should do the trick in getting rid of the gel. And it worked. My head felt normal once again and i could actually FEEL the gel loosening its grip on my hair. Gross.
As i walked out off the toilet and back towards the bookstore i noticed the guy sort of said something. I disregarded it and simply continued walking.
After a few minutes browsing through some graphic novels, i started walking up the aisle when i noticed a guy walking towards me... he looked like he had something to say. The guy was about 50 or so and he sort of waved his hand to get my attention. I walked over towards him and asked him what's the matter
He paused and said "You know! You should wash your hands after coming out of the toilet!" and he turned and walked away. I was baffled. Then it clicked in.
THE GUY WRITING STUFF ON THE TOWEL DISPENSER. It was him.
The problem was that he said this quite loudly and the people at the bookstore sort of looked over at me and they were disgusted. When people wrongfully accuse me of being a filthy slob in public it sort of irks me. So I chased down the guy.
"HEY!" I shouted as i walked after him. He at first gave me this pity wave like "Yeah whatever". But i pressed on... my image was on the line."I didn't use the toilet!" I said.The man looked over at me and raised his eyebrow. "I think i got the wrong person"
Damn skippy. Although i admire the guy for chasing down people and telling them to wash their hands. A lot of people need that. Especially guys. I have no idea how people can think of not washing their hands and go off eating lunch with the same unwashed hands.
Nasty.
If you're going to chase down people and yell at them for not washing hands then make sure the person USED the facilities first. Sheesh.
Wham bam!
Boy oh boy...