Serious communication breakdown.

N: How did you do that?
J: Uh. Scroll down.
N: Huh?
J: Scroll down lor.
N: What scroll down?
J: Huh? What you asking about?

Tottemo Daisuki Doraemon!

(on the road, ambulance crawling in front)
N: Wah lao, uncle! Confirm Malay or Indian one.
(overtakes and try to peek)
L: Aiyoh, very hard to see!
N: Confirm Indian lah! See the tattoo and the linglong (rings, bracelets) all!
ST: Yeah, Chinese don't wear linglong one!
L: Maybe loanshark? Got Doraemon hanging there leh!
ST: Yahlor, Malay like cats what!

Theme Song - Doraemon - Doraemon

URAQT

L: Susu is so cute, you know?!
N: I'm the cutest.
L: Yah okay, you know right, he's like...
N: I'm the cutest.
L: Okay, cutest, I know his mediocre cuteness is inferior to yours, but can you please...
N: Yah, I'm the cutest! I really don't care about mediocre cuteness! I don't understand it!
L: Ah, no wonder you don't understand me.
N: Yeah, I really don't. Come to the same level, man!
L: Yeah, babe, catch up.

What about the Malays?

(at Tanjong Pagar station)
A: This is where all the creatives and design and media people get off.
L: Yup.
(at Outram Park station)
A: And this is where all the Chinese and Indians and Seng Kang people get off.
L: Mhmm, that's about it.

Fucking conscience.

-4 in the afternoon, N calls J to wake her up-

J: Hello...?
N: Hi, this is your conscience speaking, you still got your stopmotion to do.
J: Fuck you.
N: Hey, do not fuck your conscience.

Pancake Therapy.

J: I want to put pancake on my face.
N: Huh? Why?
J: Because it's warm and it smells nice.
N: ...
J: And if I'm hungry, I can just eat it.
N: Hahaha. Are you ok?
J: I think the fever burnt my brain.

Nobody is amused by the LJ

S: Did you see her LJ?!
W: Did you know she got LJ?!
JW: HAHAHA want to see my LJ?!
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S: Yeah, mine's killerpussy ok!
A: Mine's scarletballs ah!
JW: HAHAHA I'M THE PIERCER!!!

Mac has special functions.

The cancer of never letting go says: (12:36:11 AM)
im jus gg to paste "Auto Message to Wendy : I am not typing from now on" to her frm now
The cancer of never letting go says: (12:36:11 AM)
HAHA.

The cancer of never letting go says: (12:37:36 AM)
Auto Message to Wendy : I am not typing from now on
wenDy. if you spare me just this once says: (12:38:07 AM)
how u do the auto message thing sia

Infected by L4D

N: I dreamt of Tank!
L: Me too! OMG we were in the same game! Local server!!!
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N: You don't wanna have my babies!
L: Have! 2! Okay, 4!
(ponders)
L: Sekali 3 boys 1 girl. Bill, Louis, Francis and Zooey.
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L: You will kill me if I have a Louis. "Why is the baby black!"
N: Yeah, I will. I will send a witch to you.

Exchanging sex stories may expose you.

louisa says: (1:40:02 AM)
eh you know jp toliet thrilling also
louisa says: (1:40:08 AM)
omg. sudd sound like i got toliet fetish

Nuff said.

& what does that make me.

N: Bastards are your forte. You do bastards for a living!
L: EXCUSE ME?!

ORLY

wenDy. i thought i had a choice says: (9:27:09 PM)
i realised when im with u guys,i always makes stupid comments
wenDy. i thought i had a choice says: (9:27:09 PM)
lols
wenDy. i thought i had a choice says: (9:27:12 PM)
i feel dumb

One each, duh?

N: I'm thinking about the 5 course dinner... Wah, a rose for the lady leh!
L: Hmm...
N: Which one?!

hell has no fury like a woman scorned.

chasing pavements says: (5:02:18 PM)
pms was sent from the depths of hell
chasing pavements says: (5:02:23 PM)
and implanted into our hormones
chasing pavements says: (5:02:35 PM)
causing us to turn into savage creatures with no sense of right or wrong...for awhile.
chasing pavements says: (5:02:41 PM)
at least, thats me.

Sugar, crashed.

C: Eat too much kaya later kena brain sugar. Eh, sugar brain. Eh, brain freeze.
N: Sugar rush.
All: ... HAHAHA.

She left her common sense in a box.

J: One of the first things you will note about the Virgo is his/her ability to be completely and totally knowledgeable about certain things (usually something that they are particularly good at or interested it) yet completely lacking in the simplest aspects of common sense.
N: Ok, that explains. I know what to give you already.
J: What?
N: A box of common sense.
J: Wow, they come in boxes?
N: You see what I mean?

All the Pisceans in the house, we know your secret...

Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows. says: (12:13:22 AM)
ahaha would u say pisces very horny
Amandajulius says: (12:13:40 AM)
horny ah ..
Amandajulius says: (12:13:48 AM)
actually quite true

Astrology.com for counselling sessions.

chasing pavements says: (11:24:59 PM)
wow
chasing pavements says: (11:25:03 PM)
astrology is saving my marraige!
chasing pavements says: (11:25:06 PM)
u shld try it too

Straight sex dirty talk.

chasing pavements says: (10:30:17 PM)
i suppose most people would do dirty talk right
chasing pavements says: (10:30:26 PM)
not like ''hey dear, what are we having for lunch later?"
Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows. says: (10:30:41 PM)
ahahahaha
Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows. says: (10:32:36 PM)
dirty talk... errr not that dirty, if ure talking about dirty in straight sex sense.
chasing pavements says: (10:34:18 PM)
hahahah oh my god.
chasing pavements says: (10:34:21 PM)
straight sex dirty....
chasing pavements says: (10:34:30 PM)
"YEAH, GODZILLA'S COMIN!"