hahahahahahahahahaha! tt's the boy/sausage factory boy last night at 2am. he came back at 1am and asked for packet noodles. then he sits there n complains abt how it's a factory not an agency. n it's a sausage factory cos there arent any chicks in the office.
i eat a lil bit more glamourously than him. i stand over the kitchen bar. *blinks blinks*
and this is my fav photo of him. so silent. n calm. unlike the usual ting tong kia tt i have to put up with most of the time.
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