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Friday, December 19, 2008Y

Today I went out with mummy for lunch n den followed her around to do her business. And while she was driving, she drove over a bump kinda fast and i was like " WWhhhooaa!"

I think she already knew that I was about to complain so she started talking right away

Mummy: Aiyarr!! This one.. this one..

Me: What this onee.. You know how to drive over bumps or not..

Mummy: No no this one.. You cannot scold the people who build the bumps you know..

Me: What scold the people! I'm complaining bout u!

Mummy: No no.. you cannot complain about them.. because because.. they drive motorbike.. So they do not know how "hiong" the bump is..

Me: I'm not complaining about them! It's you! You know you gotta slow down when ur near a bump!

Mummy *oblivious to me* : They don't know how to estimate the height.. the length..the speed all those maa..

Me: This has nth to do with them!

Mummy * giving up on the workers* : I'm not the one making the bumps ma.. I don't know the height..the length.. So how do i know when to slow down and how to cross over the bump

Me: Everyone knows you slow down when you're near a bump! It's so obvious. No matter how big or small the bump is, if u drive thru it without slowing down you'll still jump...

Mummy: Aiyar.. different bump different ways laaa.. This one not same one..

I gave up..

So we went to the bank.. And she turned a corner way too early so she kinda bumped and went up the sidewalk.

Me being cynical and all : So this is also the worker's fault?

Mummy: This one ar... this one contractor lousy one! Makan kopi o one laaa..! Fail one fail one!.. Faster take picture! I want to complain!

Me: ................... eek


7:29 PM Photobucket
what did i do so wrong that you had to leave me alone ... at 7:29 PM
0 people in the crowd heard my words