Talking about pigs, my niece Qi created a poem during dinner yesterday. She did an illustration too.
Fat pig, oh fat pig,
your tendons are so soft,
unlike others when I eat them,
I will cough.
Fat pig, oh fat pig,
your knuckles are turning white,
your nose is creasing up,
like a big mosquito bite.
Fat pig, oh fat pig,
why are you called that?
Cos' your name, Faith Choo,
sounds like two Chinese words,
Fei 肥 zhu 猪,
which means Fat Pig!
Thanks to the rain, I felt so sluggish that I didn't go running today. I went browsing at Ikea instead. On my way home, I stopped by the pharmacy and got a pack of hair dye. I wanted to try a new colour and geez, it looks so bad now, I think I'm going to die!
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Talking about pigs and all that, wifey, the kids and me just got home form dinner and we ate so bloody much, we both feel like fat pigs right now ... darn, I really got to burn this off tomorrow ... LOL!
Oh and that poem sounds real funny :D
Show us the hair!
Yups .. show the hair colour! I am not very adventurous with hair. Never dare to do hair colour on my own.
Hope your weekend was good. I ran again today after the rain. :-)
cute poem! hmmm hair color... very dangerous on your own!
The hair's been fixed now. I usually get it done at the salon and do my own touch up but I was feeling kinda adventurous yesterday. I was horrified by the results and managed to fix it using another hair colour. Phew!
I like the piggie drawings and poem.
So your hair is looking better now?!
glad you got your hair fixed-- i know the hair horrors well.. me n hair just don't get along. :((
is that entire poem written in the picture?? or it's just an illustration to go with it?
either way, i like it alot-- real cute :))
i think i need a really good night-time thunderstorm to lull me to sleep -- for maybe twelve hours.. ya, that sounds good. like now.
or later.
happy monday blur-
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