Did I say I was going to tell you all about my New Year’s Eve family dinner? Well, I found that my cousin had already posted up the video on YouTube so that entry will have to go in another blog. In SpaceParade, Runawaycat is of course, a cat. If I were to put up that video with me looking like human, although it’s just like 2 seconds of me in it, it would have defeat all purpose.
So instead, Runawaycat will talk about cooking oil here. The nation is in a frenzy to grab all available cooking oil off the shelves. In fact, they already did so days ago. Try going to any supermarket or sundry shop and see if you can find any. The only oils left would be corn oils, lamp oils, baby oils, massage oils, hair oils, Evening Primrose oils; hmm did I miss out any other oil?
I don’t know what’s with this cooking oil thing. One day I woke up to a new year and rumours are going around that prices of oil are gonna sky rocket and supply is running short. And now the news say that each person (or was it each family?) can only buy up to a maximum of 5kg of cooking oil.
My mom is mad because she can’t buy any peanut oil; it has to be peanut coz she wants to make peanut cookies. And I’m excited because this feels like the end of the world. That's how boring my life is. Brace yourselves! Food supply is running short! Woa…wait. Food running short? That’s a scary thought. Imagine no more cheese for the rest of your life. Or no more fast food because health terrorists bombed every fast food chain on the planet. Or no more char siew because Muslim terrorists bombed every pig farm in the world. Oh I’m making another racist slur.
Oh my god! Oh my god! State of panic! I think we should all go grab all cheese, chocolates, burgers, and every other junk food you can think of off the shelves! Go! Go!