Friday, June 17, 2005

i don't care if i should be well on my way to getting ready for school, i just have to write about what my incredulous self is seeing on the telly right now. at 12.30pm every weekday, some chinese lady called nancy lam comes on. her rambunctious laughter is very startling. her appearance, even so. she is extremely loud, in manner of speech and appearance. she has a short crop with handfuls of bright red highlights that don't appear to have any semblance of order. her spectacles are always huge, covering half her pasty cheena face. she makes the worst jokes in the kitchen and when she mingles with her customers in the restaurant she just spears morsels of food and shove the fork towards their mouths. the horror. and she laughs about it. in a very very scary way. she also has this...now what's the politically correct way of saying this.. black? husband whom she bosses around, intermittently treating him like a 5 year old when she shoots culinary questions at him and like a filipino maid when just now, they were shown going towards a chinese supermarket and he was just trailing behind her with a pushcart, grinning like a fool. on hindsight, he was prolly just trying to distance himself away from his velour tracksuit wearing, rotund and tacky wife whenever possible. the only time i saw them together was pushing that damn pushcart towards the entrance of the chinese supermarket and she was exclaiming/shouting in a near orgasmic manner that made me shudder. they also seem very fond of inserting sexual innuendos when the chance presents itself. case in point : loud chinese nancy lam : so what happens when the sauce is left to marinate with the meat??? husband, still grinning like a fool and mumbles in some thick negro accent : penetrates. nancy lam : [shouts] PENETRATES! HAHAHAHAHAHA. it is things like that that make me want to up and leave for school as soon as possible and try to shut out the horror that is nancy lam and her long suffering husband.

the textual siege.

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