Frog porridge

Frog porridge is better than sex.

Truly.
Coincidentally, its the frog porridge at Geylang.

Read Jessie's blog the other day (sorry, just too lazy to link it here now).. And I read about her food-gasm at Geylang. And I knew I just had to get my hands on that frog.
Travelled all the way to Geylang with a friend.
Searched amongst those Lorongs for that infamous frog porridge.

Its truly truly truly better than sex.
I swear it releases twice as much endorphins.

Though I just had it like 5 hours ago, I am already craving for it.
I think I am oh so willing to marry the frog porridge guy if he ever proposes.
Imagine free frogs for the rest of my life.
And I don't have to worry about the sex turning stale.
Win-win situation ain't it?

Anyhow, one major booboo, is that the frog porridge are so bloody expensive.
$10 for a pot of porridge and one skinny frog.
But then again, its a bargain really.
$10 for something better than sex?
Without the repercussions. (except for the putting on weight part).

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I was so majorly pissed today.
Lousy customer service piss me off to the maximum.
Plus the fact that I am now a working adult.
I am empowered to yell at you for your shit attitude, and dumbass excuses.

Bought a pot of moisturiser from Body Shop yesterday at Wisma.
When I reached home and opened the pot, it was a glob of mes, and it smelled totally funny.

Went down to Body Shop at Tampines today, to change that pot for a new one.
But, that stupid Salesgirl had to tell me that it smelled the same, and looked alright to her, so its probably alright.
Excuse me, its a FACE we are talking about here. If its a butt cream, I don't really care. But what if I used it, and it burns my skin or destroys it? Who pay for it?
I insisted she make the exchange for me, and we opened up another new pot, and I showed her the difference. She meddled in her store room for 10 fucking minutes, before coming out to tell me, that she cannot find the form, so we cannot do the exchange.
I fumed, literally.
What the fuck is that all about? Its just a fucking complaint form. Without it you cannot do an exchange? Ridiculous with a capital R hor.
I yelled at her. And told her NO WAY am I going anywhere else to make that fucking exchange. You think I am so goddamn free? When I already found my way to Tampines, you make me go to timbucktu just to get a stupid pot of moisturiser? In the very first place. Your product is screwed..

Darn lousy service from Body Shop.
And I thought highly of them. Afterall, they were so damn evironmental friendly. Something I truly truly admired.
But your service standards are so damn disappointing.