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Monday, January 01, 2007

The" I must take more pictures to make my 60 dollars worth it" post

NYE was spent watching the funny but short Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. As the movie ended, Ooof and I decided to have a feast to replenish the energy expended while laughing our heads off during the movie.

After much deliberation, Ooof decided that he wanted to feast on some Japanese fare and we ended up at "Bom bom bom, 1 2 3, we are Kunshibo..." and realize the restaurant like other ~~unscrupulous~~ enterprising F & B outlet has raised their prices to ~~fleece~~ capitalize on the "intoxicated with so much festive spirit to discern the difference between a bargain and a rip-off" revelry crowd.

So there we were, paying S$60 dollars for a Japanese buffet while our friends in ~~Bangcock~~ Bangkok paid S$15 for an equally sumptuous Japanese dinner. Nice.

At some point during our carnage at the restaurant, we realized that there was no way that we could stuff ourselves silly to make our 60 dollars worthwhile. We then decided to do the next best thing, take some pictures to make our 60 dollars worthwhile.

My paper steamboat, which the flame seems to go on forever despite my valiant attempt at blowing it out with my crab flavored breath.

Crabs crabs crabs which made Ooof wondered why eating crabs isn't as easy as it is portrayed in Anime series.

Ooof all set to dismember the lobsters. Kill! Kill! Kill!

During the dinner, a lucky draw was held in which the winners walk away with a $30 dining voucher. In what seems to be a reflection of my luck in the year 2006, the guy sitting at the table next to ours was announced as one of the winner. So there it is, Mr. Nearly Man right till the last day of the year. Damn.

posted by Stormtrooper's Lackey at 6:08 PM

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