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The Three-Something PM Rain - EFF Off can or not?

You know ah, I love the rain, especially thunderstorms but these days, I get very 'tulan' (pissed off) every time it starts to ring thunder outside right about three-something pm, you know. This is the time I have to fetch my son back from school and if you are not a parent yet and don't have to fetch your kids back from school at that time, you don't know what the eff I am talking about lor! Blardie stupid rain have to come choon-choon (timely) every day three-something....like a mantra lidat! Gergh! The problem is not the driving. The problem is that everything gets wet and some more I have to bring my younger son along with me. If rain, sure very jammed up outside the school because all the parents very slowly have to inch in, one by one, to go look for their kids, carry umbrella, put them into the car, get back into the driver's seat, slowly drive off. Then another. It's like a blardie stupid slow worm, you know. And then you know umbrella, if it's not big enough ar, everything gets wet lor. Shoes lor, pants lor, bag lor, books lor.....everything lor. If you don't get inside the car fast enough, the seats of the car also wet, umbrella bring water inside the car also wet. EVERYTHING WET. Spend the evening using the hair-dryer to dry everything up. If don't have extra shoes, lagi chialat! (die standing) So ar....I am seriously proposing to the skies above to rain another time can or not? Maybe around twelve-something or five-something not so bad lah. Then stop around six-something cause another round of kids-fetching at that time mah. If not for the blardie sake of the parents, at least for the kids lah. Poor thing you know, they all. Ugh! Eh sky! You listening ah???? Er....just cause I pissed off at you, don't mean you have to thunderbolt my kid, ok?

Comments

Jamie said…
dun thunderbolt the innocent...but u are more than welcome to thunderbolt Marsha...waaaahahahaha
Marsha Maung said…
why wanna thunderbolt me??? I so innocent too!!
Bengbeng said…
it is not jus school, tere r the tuition classes, thepiano lessons, the martial atrs lessons, th esunday school, etc etc
Marsha Maung said…
ya lor!!!! damn mah kow farn right???

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