I am so childish.
To be precise, the kind of child who's old enough to giggle when he/she/it sees a restaurant signboard at Changi Village saying "Seamen".
Yes, my parents raised me well.
Speaking of signboards at Changi Village:
It's so funny, like straight from your (innocently racist) childhood. How did people even come up with the sing-song "singh, singh, baboo singh, go home let your mother cane" anyway? What does it mean??? And isn't it horribly... wrong?
I'm not about to launch into a discussion about latent racism in Singapore but I mean, just imagine a shop sign emblazoned with "PROP. NEH NEH POK".
Moving on, here's how to make good use of your Higher Chinese - "Prostitution Fish Porridge" for sale!
Tee hee hee. Pity it wasn't open.
I'd like to end of this post by stating that Waraku (the restaurant) is really demeaning to women:
It's enough to make you want to shout...
KAMINAAAAAAAAAABEH!!!!!
All too good to be true. :)
1 comment:
i didn't realise u were blogging again
to borrow a line from JC ... "why you always liddat"
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