part 3

I was feeling full the whole of yesterday i think bcos of the german pork knuckles i had at Werner's the nite before. It was damn shiok nontheless. Yum Yum. Met the folks & the boy for dinner at Killiney Kopitiam outside my place & the boy had a fucking attitude problem. He was picking out bean sprouts from his laksa & he was bloody splashing laksa gravy on me eveytime he picked out each tao geh. When i told him to stop it, he raised his voice at me. What he din noe was that his sister has a louder voice than him & she will not hesitate to embarass him in public. NB. The nerve! He's becoming more & more like that thing he calls an older brother. Lucky for him he shut his gap after i told him off or else i would have given him one tight slap across his face