Help!
Someone tell me why I am totally not interested that...
...a Sea of White has invaded my neighbourhood and that my fishmonger has barely a chance to get his fingers all fishy as usual cos he's so busy shaking hands with politicians who have also touched babies who smell fishy.
...my Monday morning breakfast was marred by cheap, jarring, lorry-mounted speakers blaring an undecipherable cacophony of Eng-nese jibberish into my Hokkien Prawn Noodles.
...there's someone called Mr Gomez who put up a 'wayang' at the Electoral Department whilst filing his Minority Certificate (whatever that is) and still had the cheek to lie about it, not knowing he was filmed on Candid Camera.
...a certain lady Party Chairperson has such big badangdangs that are very distracting on national TV, which probably makes them look 3 times their actual size.
...they are reviving lunch-time rallies at Raffles Place for the benefit of the sweet OLs (office ladies) who cannot be bothered to trample in their chic Charles&Keiths to a god-forsaken muddy field in the middle of Ubi Industrial Estate after work.
...if you receive a copy of the New Democrat whilst innocently strolling in the park, you should incinerate it at the earliest given opportunity or risk taking out a full-page advert in the papers (so not cheap ok!).
...if you query why Public Housing projects cost 250K a pop you will be challenged to build your own, that is if you are stupid enough to say you can build one for 80K.
...the svelt, slender lamposts in my estate have been disfigured by lightning and other ugly assorted paraphernalia that look like blown-up obituaries.
Why Why Why?
Would I rather sip my Hoegaarden and read a trashy novel.