One of those things that Singaporeans have to live with is the large amount of bombs that land on us everyday. Serious; and these bombs explode, cause anguish, trauma, tons of cleanup – even if they’ve yet to kill a living human being.Oh yes, I mean the bird shit that lands on us, on our roofs, on our sleeves, and on our cars.
For some reason though, our car is often subject to these unwanted sky droppings, and more so that other cars. That’s what our car looked like the other day; and it was the more painful because we’d just sent it for an overhaul servicing that included a $150 buff and polish.
I’ve been thinking about it, and I’m starting to wonder if it has something to do with Ling, who usually is the person who uses the car. I mean, mosquitoes are drawn to her too; every morning she’ll wake up with bites all over her; just several nights ago she whimpered in despair after one of those insects gave her a big love bite just above her eyelid.
I joked with her and said she’s the best insect repellent I’ve ever had; because whenever I’m with her, all those things go for her instead of me haha! She snorted that she’s a “animal lover”, so maybe there’s some logic to the suspicion.:)
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