The Legend of The 2 Prodigies

3 nights a week, without fail, Tim would call me and ask me out for coffee/dinner/fag/look at each other and sigh/order more coffee/fag somemore/look and each other and sigh louder/ask where to go what to do etc.


As I signed off from my last entry, Tim was already waiting downstairs. Off we go, to our usual coffee/dinner/fag/look at each other and sigh/order more coffee/fag somemore/look and each other and sigh louder/ask where to go what to do etc.


Pretty standard, first thing that bugger ask when he sees me crawling into his 147 is..."Where to now?" and he expect limpeh to think where to go at home. Where the fuck can we go other than places that sell coffee and tea and maybe some pratas?



Prata shop near Nee Soon Camp...I think most northerners know this place.



Chinese kopitiam beside the prata shop. Some ah long discussing where to "da chua" later...



Only cars...and empty chairs...and of cos, mosquitoes.



Waiting for pratas...
*Note the empty chairs everywhere!*



Wah!! Got 小姐 come this kinda ulu place alone to eat prata siah!! Tim...faster go and ask..."小姐，爱手干唛？"



Huh?



Colin...you miss eating prata bo?



That famous..."WHERE TO NOW?!?!?" sign...


And so...another boring night with 2 boring prodigies doing boring things while sitting at boring places with boring people around serving you boring teh o and pratas.