What’s shitty about here is that clothes shop closes at 8! What the f***? Supermarket closes at 12 though. Pachinko is definitely the craze in town. Everyone’s nuts about rolling metal balls in a plastic frames. Women I can understand but men had a lifetime playing balls rite?
Sad case no cybercafe here. It figures cause games are English…young rascals here play the guitar, drum and tapping colorful buttons game very well. I mean very very well, extremely fast with their hands.
Oh, they sell porn mags for the price of 1.5L coke! Super! Bought one out of curiosity. Hmm….interesting…
One mangosteen for RM8, savvy? Banana for RM3….one lonely stick, savvy? Watermelons here are cute, size of a deflated volleyball.
Throwing rubbish have never been so hard. You have to separate everything. I look dumb standing there staring and actually think where to dump the dumb rubbish into the dumb dumpster.
One thing sickening about the jap is that they are so gawd damn freaking polite! Their politeness makes me more nauseatic than a boat can.
Jappos drink milk all day…milk for lunch! Pity the cows here…wonder if they get extra patch of grass for OT?
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