Pop in a Quarter, Knock Yourself Out

Breathe in, Read, Breathe out.

May 26, 2005

took a cab (as is usually the case nowadays) to singapore general hospital for some sorta checkup, and yes i got another one of those weird taxi drivers.

this one had a tendency to burp, smile and laugh to himself and, now here's the cherry on this baby, to mutter cheeby (yes the very profanity) every minute or two.

so a minute in his cab would be something like this:

*burp*.... *smiles and laughs softly to himself*.... cheeby.... *burp*.... *smiles and laughs softly to himself while muttering cheeby*... *suppresses a burp to mutter cheeby making him laugh quietly to himself in the process*...

and so on and so forth with different variations of this oddity.

freaky shit i tell ya. how he got a licence is beyond me.
 
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