Bonnie & Clyde

Me, as always, feeling frisky after a good meal and bargain purchases, made a fool of myself in public.

I was with Clyde in a lift in Sg Wang. Neh, the only lift in the world with a floor-to-ceiling steel pole. Seeing we were alone, I demonstrated amateurish pole dancing moves when the lift doors opened suddenly. Eeeyer...malu sial! A couple walked in. I wasn’t quite sure if they caught a peep of me working the pole. Blushing like mad, I just looked downwards throughout the whole 3-floor journey.

Clyde was of course, tickled pink. He had the time of his life chuckling away at anything that makes me look like a fool.

Thanks, man. Now I know who to go to when I need some support and understanding.

Pbbbfffftttt...