great annoyance

i'm starting to think singapore is beginning to become more and more mundane and boring to me. well this probably isn't the first time i'm thinking of this, but hey, on this sunny island, there are not many things to do and places to see. then again, it's kinda cosy living here though.

okay enough of this rhetoric. i'm writing to complain about people around me. the other day i was tasked to carry out duties as a tour guide during one of the enlistments and i got quite fed up with some of the parents. not because they asked me too many questions, but they asked me bloody dumbass questions that simply pokes me in the buttocks.

one example of such questions would be: "how often can my son wash his clothes? are you guys going to tell him when to wash his clothes and how?" come on lady, if your son does not know how to wash his own clothes using his own pair of hands, he might as well cut off his own two arms and shit on them. children nowadays are pampered, no wait, they are f**king pampered. and well, i blame the parents! bloody hell!

i can't remember the other questions, but all i could remember was that it was annoying and irrelevant. if the questions were like for example, "is my son going to be as tough as you after 9 weeks?", then at least i'll be glad to answer them. but to be honest, i was only agitated at those questions that were somewhat stupid in nature. can't really describe them, but when you hear them, you'd take a jack knife and cut their throats.

anyways, i told the parents "don't worry about your son. just throw him in here and let him suffer. we'll take care of him and you don't have to be too overly worried or concerned. rest assured, he'll be a better person, more of a man at the end of his 9 weeks in here."

if we were to go to war, our 3G pussy soldiers will cower in their tiny 5-room apartments.