Because nothing says National Day like toasting a tourist icon with a little teh tarik (tea with condensed milk), then driving all over town to round up friends for a chilli crab dinner.
And ain't nothing like a heart meal of chilli crab to put full-grown adults to sleep an hour after dinner. Not that we actually fell asleep, but we came darned close to it. To prop our eyelids open, we turned to the strange yet compelling antics of Wayne's World. Halfway through the movie, I badly wanted a glass of water but the fullness of my stomach wouldn't permit me to get up from the couch to get it.
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3 Comments:
Eeeyur, your stomach taunt you.
You make me want teh tarik. Or kopi-png. Mmm.
PS. FYI, in honour of National Day, I tell you. The two big Singapore-related songs in my head are Dayong Sampan and the one that goes "There was a time when people said that Singapore won't make it, but we did." And now my brow is furrowed because, um, did anyone ever notice that that sentence is gramatically incorrect? Am I remembering it incorrectly?
You are right! The undoubtedly authoritative Sing Singapore website has the lyric as you remember it. Faster report to the Speak Good English movement!
PS: If you can't have a teh tarik, at least have a masala tea!
I think you mean "FASTERLY report" lah! Hngh!
Eh, can I also fasterly report to them that the name of their campaign should be "Speak English Well"? HA HA HA
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