Too early to think but not too early to ramble.
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Ah Beng: Are you in yet? I woke up late. On my way now.
Pam Song: I'm passing TTDI.
Ah Beng: Haha. You champion. :)
Pam Song: Thank you. Where are you?
Ah Beng: Two-thirds away with lots of red lights.
Pam Song: Brilliant. Enjoy the lights. I'll bet they're pretty.
Ah Beng: They're telling me to slow down and smell the guavas. I don't think its possible in this lifetime or maybe only once I hit 60.
Pam Song: 60? Nah. Too long. Guava's last like a fortnight max. In the fridge. How cold is your car?
Ah Beng: Maybe 24 degrees. Good for tulips though. The white ones are delicious.
Pam Song: They're not meant for eating. The white tulips, I mean. They're for weddings. Or was it funerals? Hmmm. I forget.
Ah Beng: But don't cha know? It's the secret ingredient for heaps of things. They just don't teach you that in school. Fancy a dollop?
Pam Song: My school days taught me how to master escaping work. And then I met you and realised I was amateur. Free dollop? Depends on who's doing the dolloping.
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And then Maxis played up. ROAR! What lousy network connection, man. If there was an emergency on hand, people die already lo. I only got the reply to that message before lunch. Haih. So potong.-----------
Ah Beng: Why, a bodacious butler of course. I just treat myself to the nubile things life has to offer.
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Who'd have known what the conversation would have led to if Maxis hadn't screwed up the connection. -_-
