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take a look at the person frying your kway teow,or hokkien mee the next time you go buy food.keep a sharp eye on him,preparing your high in unhealthy everything,but delifuckingcous lunch/dinner/supper/breakfast.
usually 3/4 of the way thru, he will crack at least one egg.mekanically, he will hold the egg with one hand,usually left hand,in a quick swift motion,knock the egg on the side of his wok. thus spiltting the shell through and through,and drop the contents of the entire egg into the frying mess of food.and at least that is what he would have us beLIEve .
there is at least 1/4 of an egg left in the shell that he threw away.its nt much,maybe just 1/4.but i believe that if i paid for a pack of fried something that has an egg in there, i shud get a whole egg.i din pay for half an egg,not even 3/4 of an egg. i paid for a whole egg and i shud get a whole egg!!!imagine the amount of egg in this guys rubbish bin at the end of the night....
and its not just the eggs these days, not just in hot,stuffy hawker centers,not just your food sellers.they are everywhere.keep your eyes peeled.tell me where and what else are u getting ripped off from.
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I have eaten
The plums
That were in
The icebox
And which
You were probably
Saving
For breakfast
Forgive me
They were delicious
So sweet
And so cold
By William Carlos Williams
i have eaten
the plums,or were it pears,
that were in the icebox,or were they on the table
or did i actually ate them?have i?
you were saving them for breakfast,
or were they plums,i mean mangoes.
have you eaten them?
how did they taste like?
forgive me,they were delicious,
so sweet,and so cold.
but i cant remember if i did eat them plums,
how you like them apples?
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If they told you I'm mad, then they lied.
I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive.
I'm the triolet, bursting with pride;
If they told you I'm mad, then they lied.
No, it isn't obsessive. Now hide
All the spoons or I might get convulsive.
If they told you I'm mad then they lied.
I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive.Edited by ratinacage 27 Aug `05, 11:42AM
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William Wallace: Sons of Scotland, I am William Wallace.
Young soldier: William Wallace is 7 feet tall.
William Wallace: Yes, I've heard. He kills men by the hundreds, and if he were here he'd consume the English with fireballs from his eyes and bolts of lightning from his arse. I am William Wallace, and I see a whole army of my countrymen here in defiance of tyranny. You have come to fight as free men, and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?
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was out last night armed with a bag of roasted duck meat, walking in some dark industrial estate. my family could not finish all the food that my mum bought for the praying of the hungry ghost,so instead of wasting them, i told my mum that i was gonna take the meat and feed it to the stray dogs.(kids,remember this:do not throw your food away,feed the strays!!)
anyway,i walked around quite abit before i saw my 1st stray. he looks really old and tired.walking slowly with a limp.i think he has shar pei blood in him cos his face was droopy,he looks so pretty.so i walk towards him in a crouch,a non aggressive stance.he walked towards me and started sniffing around.i put some meat near him, but he looks like he was more interested in me than the meat. he kept coming towards me slowly,still sniffing.
now here is the problem:i started to back off,for fear that he might bite me.a million thoughts went thru my head:does he have rabies?what if he bites me and refuse to let go?what if he attacks me?negative stuff like that.so i walked briskly away.he followed me for a short distance,trying to keep up with a limp. after abit,i think he gave up and turned around.
after i was safely away from him,i feel so bad.i feel like such an a-hole!maybe the old dog just wanted companion?maybe he just wanted someone to pet him,like he was used to when he was a puppy?maybe he just wanted to lick the hand to show gratitude for giving him food?why was i so afraid?what was i afraid of?a few years back,i would have pet and hug the dog.and play with him even if i was running late for something else.when i was working at a pet hotel many years back, i was the only one who dared to enter the room of this one crazy dog who bites everyone.i was the only person feeding him,cos no one else will go near him.and he never bit me, he was always watching with stares of nails when i bring him food,but he never ever bit me.so why did i walked away from the old dog?how the dog must have felt when i walked away.
it makes me realised,the older u r, the more u care about yourself and less for anyone else.and of cos, the smaller your balls become too.
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