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Just went downstairs for the condo resident committee meeting. I went down as an extra representative from my family. Only for the highlight of the event-the refreshments segment.

I gingerly selected two of each available on the buffet table to board my Noah's stomaark. Eating and walking around, pretending to look interested and concerned about the state of my residence while i was contemplating about wad game should i play later. meetings are really shitty stuff, they are boring, trite and useless. It just exists so that the secretaries have their minutes to write and to placate the souls of irate, garrulous aunties and always complaining uncles. I dunno. Maybe i am just a mugwump. Like unapathetic Huckleberry Finn who enjoys sitting on the fence.

Having filled my stomach,I took the lift up, wondering how uncouth a singaporean i was. Out of nowhere, a few cute kids dashed in with plates of food. One resembled the spotty or squeeky some-squirrel looking creature in Happytreefriends. They were laughing and talking about their mum's diabolical plan to transport the food from downstairs to their dining table.
They reached their floor and i made no attempt to press the lift door for them. If only the lift door closed on them..then i will be able to extricate their plates of food from their mangled bodies for my supper....

Twu Bi Twu Bi Twu Bi do...Twu Bi Twu Bi Twu Bi do..La la ala allal alalala ....