With buttons.
Not a t-shirt...but like a real shirt, shirt. What's up with that?
Apparently he had to meet a President who was like 70in taller than him and people had to squat or kneel in front of him if they wanted to talk to him.
But the President didn't feel like squatting because he wanted to stand and show off just how tall he was. Or something like that.
Jaya just asked me how to spell boobies. I replied, "B-O-O-B-I-E-S."
And Martin left his back pack at the embassy and he was scared that the people there would call the bombsquad or something...yeah, I think they'll call a squad to get rid of that bag alright. Have you seen it before? It's hideous...I asked Martin how to spell hideous...and he typed my name on Google.
Martin just Googled my name! And it's like number one on the page...wow. I'm famous!
Now Martin is typing something on his ancient phone....yeah, the kind Alex Bell used back in his days.
Christina is busy doing work. She's on my left. Martin is on my right and on his right is Jaya.
Ing Yeen and Jade are talking about satay...or something that rhymes with satay. Jade just said.."Lepak sikit la.."
Xin Yi looks super stressed.
Oh, I forgot. I asked Martin which Disney cartoon he loves the most. He said Aladdin...
I asked Martin what he had for lunch. He's quiet now...still quiet...still quiet....
Jaya answered: "He had rice with lots of curry in it."
Martin just looked exasperated. He's glaring at Jaya now.
"What? You looked at me...," protested Jaya.
"I'm trying to find a way to stop this...," said Martin.
"You can kill her," Jaya suggested.
Okay...I need to leave before somebody kills me. Bye!
p/s: Ooh...just found out that Martin wanted a Hammer and Sickle tattoo when he was younger...but now that he's older and his skin is saggy....the tattoo artist won't do it. Oh, apparently, he's not getting it is because he's too hairy..and there's no area on his body that he can shave and have that tattoo. Gorilla.
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