(Looks pointedly at dad.)
Dad: (Oblivious): Really?! What type of curry?
(I roll around in laughter on the backseat.)
5 minutes later.
Dad: Feel like getting some rendang for breakfast.
Hee.
(@BlackBerry)
Monday, October 10, 2011
Parents dropping me off at the airport.
Mom: (reading out loud from newspaper) Wife killed husband, made curry and ate him. Denied parole.
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