I always knew Swee Ting's brain grew in her stomach but today I was proved wrong. It probably grew in her butt. A few days ago, Swee Ting hung her clothes in the OPEN to dry. I didn't know why because it was freezing outside, but she did anyway. Today when she collected her clothes, they were frozen. They were like potato chip, dangerously snapable. I wanted to tell her to defrost them in the oven. AND she wanted to hang more clothes outside. I think the weather froze her brain.
We promise to abide by Espall's #1 rule
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