I went to a wedding dinner today. One thing good about it is that unlike other weddings, they didn’t play that Elvis song I hate. Instead they had people going up to the stage to sing. Somehow it’s like a trend in their family. When her brother got married they had the same too. Then old drunk uncles would go up to the stage and sing and make funny moves that they’d shoot themselves out of shame if they ever find out.
I wasn’t going to blog about this but something happened and it’s like “Blog!” Wanna know what?
When the appetizers came, my cousin was the first one who took one of the dishes and she said, “Nice chicken.” Then someone said it’s not chicken.
Well, anyway, I didn’t care what she took but the dark coloured gravy dish looks good so I took a piece. And I thought, Hmm nice chicken. But it’s small though. And it’s bony. Well, whatever. Why did someone say it’s not chicken? Oh maybe the brown one is not chicken. So I took the brown one. Hmm. Tastes like chicken too.
“Hey try the frog,” my mom said as she pointed to the first dish I tried.
“Frrr….og???” What the f***! Frog?? But it tastes like chicken! It can’t be. Frogs aren’t supposed to taste nice. Maybe it was the gravy that’s nice. F*** I can’t believe I ate it! I ate its leg! That’s why it’s so god damned bony!
Who the hell serves frog in a wedding!? (by the way, did the title gave it off?)
Hallelujah. Neko graduated from not eating weird stuff. But that doesn’t mean she’s gonna try the duck fetus. Don’t even think about it JC and Arthur.
So that horror made me feel like sharing it with you. I once swore I would never eat a frog, or a dog, or a duck fetus, and anything that’s not a fully grown duck, chicken, or pig. So isn’t it horrifying to be told you just ate a frog? Thank god it wasn’t a dog. I would have exploded there and then.
Enough of that. Here comes the sentimental part. A girl went up to the stage and sang and seeing her made me feel like cutting my hair real short, pack my bags, and sayonara, I’m off to travel across the seas and land. My mom said I was crazy. But really, don’t you ever wish you could leave everything behind and just live a life?
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Ooo... what the frog! Lol.
What is it about seeing that girl that made you want to travel over lands and seas? Sounds romantic! :P
Romantic? Hahaha...really?
I don't know what made me feel so. Maybe coz she's young thus making me realize my clock is ticking.
Yes, frog legs do taste like chicken... yum :-D
And the duck fetus... I have the feeling that you'll eat one very soon >:)
Yes, it's a romantic line... a popular pop song theme, in fact. For example Westlife's My Love where they sing "over seas and coast to coast, to find the place I love the most..." :)
Ah, ticking clock already??
Actually almost everything does taste like chicken...
Snakes, bats, squirrel, porcupine, frogs, sago worms......you get the idea. =p
Now, where can i find the elusive bear paw....
=p
bet it taste like chicken too... =p
JC - So other parts of the frog don't taste like chicken?
No, you've got your feelings all wrong :P
CY - Oh you mean that line? Heh heh. I don't think I'm looking for a place I love the most. It's more like I'm looking for myself :) Don't you ever feel that way?
Yea, clocks ticking. I'm getting old.
Cometh - Yer...Why do you guys eat all those...It's forbidden!!
I like frogs. :D
You like them or...you like to eat them?
Eat!!!! Bwahahahahahahaha...
Frogs, run for yer lives!!
How bout the song I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me hehe... anyhow, what song did she sing anyway?
I remember going to someone's 90 something birthday and his grandson sang him a song, Frank Sinatra's "My Way".... And now, the end is near... hehe!
PS Ostrich doesn't taste like chicken hehe...
I don't remember what song she sang that made me feel that way. The song was not the factor anyway. She sang a few chinese songs and one of it was actually a kindergarten song.
Haha! The end is near!
Lol, arthur! Definite bad song choice!! xD
Hehe... nobody else seem to think so... course we are a country who'd kill over the song.
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