tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87301567719729528382024-03-05T04:20:54.158-08:00My Life as a Tiny Plasticine PenisUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1363125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-31163834997790896472022-08-28T01:49:00.001-07:002022-08-28T01:49:24.091-07:00Yakiniku Like! - value for money fast BBQ<p><span style="font-family: arial;">It's been a long time, but we're back and eating out again. Stopped posting for a while, because Photobucket was sold off and then all my old pics were either hidden or disabled (what a pain in my ass!). And I am too lazy to use imgur. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">So now, I'm going to use youtube video instead. Easier on the sanity in the long run. Anyway B1 pointed out that there is a new yakiniku outlet at Junction 8. I didn't mention that I already tried the branch at Suntec while out with my cousin. So we went to try it out yesterday, only to find a long queue outside.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">But thankfully we discovered that you could book a table using QR code and go off shopping in the meantime. So we did, only to be bewildered by BHG decided to relinquish its second floor rental, and keeping its rental at Levels 1 and 3. How does that work? Refreshed the site and discovered our turn was imminent, we dragged ourselves back to level 1 where Yakiniku Like! is located (opposite the super salty AOne porridge).</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">The place was busy but the staff were polite and speedy, quite impressive.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">Lazy (ah the running theme of my life) to order, we decided to start off with the Matsuri set. It claimed to be 400g of meat. Since I am very auntie nowadays, I started to calculate if it was worth it. 200g of karubi (S$11.80) + 100g chicken (S$5.90) + 100g pork (S$6.90) + 2 Sapporo beers (S$13.60) = S$38.20... hmmm I guess the rice, mentai cheese + soup must be worth 4 bucks?</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/MCCsBJW5dsk" width="320" youtube-src-id="MCCsBJW5dsk"></iframe></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: arial;">Alas, we weren't full because we had little B with us. I added on 100g of prime karubi, 100g of karubi, 1 mineral water and 50g of gyu-tan. By the way people, 50g of gyu-tan, ie beef tongue, equates 4 thin slices ok? Also, why is beef tongue round???</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">In the end, I paid S$71.40 which included GST and excluded service charge. I think can eat again, except don't order the matsuri set. </span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-78715928425591154412021-05-26T09:36:00.009-07:002021-05-26T09:36:00.249-07:00[Violin Score] Braveheart<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.imgur.com/6wcSUGf.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="611" height="640" src="https://i.imgur.com/6wcSUGf.jpg" width="489" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.imgur.com/872StNo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="613" height="640" src="https://i.imgur.com/872StNo.jpg" width="491" /></a></div><br />
original source: <a href="http://www.jianpu.cn/pu/40/403470.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">简谱网</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-32354375863076956342021-05-19T08:20:00.008-07:002021-05-19T08:20:00.262-07:00[Violin Score] Back to the Future <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://i.imgur.com/BZvEufM.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"></a><a href="https://i.imgur.com/BZvEufM.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="617" height="600" src="https://i.imgur.com/BZvEufM.jpg" /></a></div>
original source: <a href="http://www.jianpu.cn/pu/12/129395.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">简谱网</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-81597805189815040542021-05-12T08:54:00.008-07:002021-05-12T09:02:05.143-07:00[Violin Score] Gravity Wall by 澤野弘之 Sawano Hiroyuki<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3y6dWhf" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="565" height="640" src="https://i.imgur.com/C6HQm6D.jpg" width="453" /></a></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3y6dWhf" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="565" height="640" src="https://i.imgur.com/3za0ymU.jpg" width="453" /></a></div>original source: <a href="http://www.jianpu.cn/pu/41/417112.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">简谱网</a><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-5503368303909299632021-04-27T21:24:00.005-07:002021-04-27T21:36:51.188-07:00Reading during the Covid-19 Pandemic<p><span style="font-size: large;">For one thing, I was super glad that the national library extended the loan period to 6 weeks for the remainder of 2020, since I am always notorious for reading and then chucking the book somewhere and forgetting to return on time. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/B01MTW45CY/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=B01MTW45CY&linkCode=am2&tag=nibblezware-20&linkId=e51467ad9ec03334970429f094288315" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71HSsyiYIGS._SL1024_.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3vn1hnW" rel="nofollow">Woman's weekly</a> (UK version, the Singapore version is lame and the US version sucks) was always a favorite of mine and it became even more so during the pandemic. I had started reading the magazine way before, back in 2012 when I discovered it in the library. For me, I loved the short stories, gardening tips and the puzzles, in that order. I even loved to look at what people were wearing (I did notice that the ladies they photographed tended to meet the demographic of their readers. No bare midriffs and short shorts!). But during the pandemic, the puzzles became my top favorite because they kept my mind active and away from thinking about all the terrible things they keep reporting on the news about Covid-19. The editors probably realized that as well, since the number of puzzles increased following the British waves and lockdowns.<br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Truthfully I thought that the crossword puzzles were very difficult. The <a href="https://amzn.to/3xv7yji " rel="nofollow">codeword puzzles</a> were more my tea because it tapped on my knowledge of English vocabulary and grammar without need for contextual knowledge. Word search was fun and no brainers. They also had sudoku too, which I then shared with my mom and aunts. <br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-32177358951293096032019-10-17T09:56:00.001-07:002019-10-17T21:10:20.867-07:00First experience of Parental pride from a high five<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Not in nearly 4 fucking decades has a high five brought a burst of meaning to my hapless life. Thank you B, in that magical instant, you made feel that my decision to stop work to full time parent you was worth it. You wonderful, brilliant brat.<br />
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A 1kg rock will kill you from 30 m above. <br />
A mahjong tile will break a bone from 20th floor drop.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-48374273779243495612017-05-27T10:34:00.001-07:002017-07-04T09:26:12.084-07:00How my teeth will forever be clean<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I am late to the fangirl party, seeing that this anime ended in Dec 2016 already. I have developed an unhealthy thirst for variety shows where people complain about their relationships these days. So I usually rely on Bobo, who of course, filtered this anime because it contains Yaoi.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I don't have a preference for Yaoi themes, though one of my favorite anime of all time is Gravitation. My preferences for anime run along these lines, specific theme + excellent OST + biantai relationship. Which is why I loved 2015's <i>Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">But Yuri on Ice!!! It's really <span lang="ru">вкусно!!! An excellent combi of men's single ice skating and self-inflicted stress + wonderful music (i.e. compositions by my new favorite </span><span lang="ru">松司馬拓, though I love "<span style="font-family: inherit;">La Parfum de Fleurs" as much as I </span>hate "Shall We Skate"<theme jj="" king="" of=""><shall skate="" we="">) + the will-they-wont-they-are-they-gay relationship between Yuri Katsuri and his ice-skating-rival-turned-coach, Vitya Nikiforov.</shall></theme></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="ru">I had to admit that when I saw Vitya's eyes narrowed as he watched the viral video of Yuri emulating his own freestyle program, I thought he was a twisted individual who was going to fuck Yuri over after he steals his heart. Nope, the only twisted individual was me. It was pure BL at its best. He saw the video and <span style="font-family: inherit;">recalled </span>the poor drunk sap who clung to him like a desperate leech and beseeched him to "be my coach" if he won a dance-off with other Grand Prix finalists.Of course it m<span style="font-family: inherit;">ight also have been because he wa<span style="font-family: inherit;">s also<span style="font-family: inherit;"> in the doldrums afte<span style="font-family: inherit;">r winning <span style="font-family: inherit;">the cham<span style="font-family: inherit;">pionship 5<span style="font-family: inherit;">x. You know it has become the "this is nothing, it is to be expected"?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="ru">There are plenty of guffaws that sensual yet flawed Vitya ma<span style="font-family: inherit;">de</span> as a first-time coach, to one sad, yet poignant point that he ma<span style="font-family: inherit;">de</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span>Yuri cry and then the latter even had to console him. Like Yakov his former coach, sa<span style="font-family: inherit;">id,</span> he thinks only of himself, so suddenly he has to start putting the introverted, </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="ru"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="ru"><span style="font-family: inherit;">self-deprecating</span></span></span> Yuri first, must have been tougher than teaching him any of the jumps he knows. Yuri<span style="font-family: inherit;">'s low self-esteem<span style="font-family: inherit;"> <span style="font-family: inherit;">is quite unbelievable, he says a few times in the <span style="font-family: inherit;">anime that<span style="font-family: inherit;"> he is a dime<span style="font-family: inherit;">-a-do<span style="font-family: inherit;">zen JSF s<span style="font-family: inherit;">kater (when he <span style="font-family: inherit;">was the top <span style="font-family: inherit;">Japanese<span style="font-family: inherit;"> representative for 2 years *I fe<span style="font-family: inherit;">l<span style="font-family: inherit;">t like sma<span style="font-family: inherit;">cking his head with a slipper ev<span style="font-family: inherit;">eryti<span style="font-family: inherit;">me he said that, what a diss to the rest of t<span style="font-family: inherit;">he <span style="font-family: inherit;">JSF*</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">)<span style="font-family: inherit;">. Kein wunder why he <span style="font-family: inherit;">received a nice burn from his coach.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="ru"><span style="font-family: inherit;">There is a lot of obsession online about <span style="font-family: inherit;">whe<span style="font-family: inherit;">ther Vitya actually kissed Yuri <span style="font-family: inherit;">during<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Cup of China. <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">IMHO, <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">this is the power of suggestion at its best. The fact I don't see it makes it eve<span style="font-family: inherit;">n <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">more powerful <span style="font-family: inherit;">and ma<span style="font-family: inherit;">gical</span></span> a scene :D <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And then at Episode 10, we f<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ind out<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> that <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">the whole <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">rela<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">tio<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">nship was Yuri <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">X Vitya and not Vitya X<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Yuri</span>? <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">just made everything ma<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ke s<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ense.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Anyway during the same weekend wannacry was wrecking havoc all over the world, I was immersed in fangirling the **** out of the anime. From finding the songs (I discovered that <a href="https://soundcloud.com/search?q=yuri%20on%20ice" target="_blank">Soundcloud </a>has nicer versions than Youtube *no diss to the covers* - just own preference), hunting the doujinshis and rewatching favorite scenes in the anime like 100+ times. My favorite scene is the first episode where they sliced in Vitya's performance with Yuri's one of "Stand by me", as if they were skating as one.</span></span></div>
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Our fav youtube show before we got netflix was<span class="watch-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="[FULL]爱情保卫战:妻子“吴千语“高烧被骂矫情 夜咳严重丈夫发怒分居 20170331【官方超清1080P】涂磊"> 爱情保卫战, though it is slowly being replaced by another favorite 一转成双, which I was reassured by Mr Bear that would deliver violence on top of the volatile relationships ( I had to watch like 20+ blurry episodes before someone finally got slapped).</span><br />
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Yesterday, we wanted to have dinner at my aunt's favorite Korean restaurant, Xing Xing Korean Restaurant, along Tanjong Pagar road (which I also had lunch at with colleagues to celebrate the end of fucking horrible 2016 *an epic horrendous year of losses*). Unfortunately that evening the restaurant was fully occupied with a Korean tour group (seriously, you come to Singapore to eat Korean? It's like me going to Korea to eat mee pok :D but I can understand. After a few days in Australia, my mother and I wanted to just find rice, any rice.). </div>
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So we ended up at another Korean restaurant which I had eaten before, because I wanted to ask Bobo to try sea squirts, only to receive a vehement "NO". The BBQ was cheaper but because we were freaking cold from the relentless rain, we decided to order a hotpot. I wanted to get codfish (they were out *sigh*) so I suggested blowfish. </div>
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"Blowfish? Is that pufferfish?" Bobo asked. Yeah, turned out it was. After a few grumbles about being poisoned, we chose the pufferfish. As we were eating the hotpot, Bobo suddenly piped up, "wait a sec, didn't we have pufferfish the other time?"</div>
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"You mean at Jagalchi? It was abalone."</div>
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I was determined to try the atas "Kaiseki" menu, of course, having read that the blogger had a romantic set which I thought was reasonably priced. Bobo kicked up a fuss of course, because that salty olive wanted to eat the cheaper dishes downstairs.<br />
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But the so called romantic set was no longer available. Instead we ordered the fugu sashimi lunch set (40,000 won per pax). On hindsight, this is still cheaper than eating in Singapore (the hotpot alone was S$75, didn't even come with rice. Is so banned by me now).<br />
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The service is different upstairs and downstairs. Downstairs they were polite, efficient but abrupt, even had a lady who could communicate in Mandarin. Upstairs, while the Manager could not communicate well in English, he was really effusive and endeavored. The lady who served us could not speak a word of English, but was very kindly and gentle, guiding us on how to eat the fugu sashimi. To roll chives and fugu skin (white strips in middle of plate) in a slice of see-through flesh before dipping in wasabi or gochujang, whichever floated your boat.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-34930144090066374232016-09-03T08:56:00.005-07:002021-04-27T21:55:07.165-07:00Lisa Beazley - Keep me Posted<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Susan Mallery's books usually revolve two or three women who are related to one another. In "The friends we keep", three friends who know one another from "Supper's in the bag" face their own life challenges as they prepped their meals three hours a week. Interesting business concept, I must say.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730156771972952838.post-28808508723915189312016-05-14T22:41:00.003-07:002021-04-27T21:57:27.903-07:00Sophia Nash - The Once and Future Duchess<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span dir="ltr"><span class="greyText"><span itemprop="isbn">978-0-345-49070-4</span></span> </span></td></tr>
<tr class="metadata_row"><td class="metadata_label"><span dir="ltr">Length</span></td><td class="metadata_value"><span dir="ltr">285 pages</span></td></tr>
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Hallie had planned how she and her husband would spend their empty nester existence, starting with a romantic weekend and those dratted Knicks tickets. Too bad her husband was so eager to start his new independence with Ashlee with 2 Es, that he dumped Hallie after leaving their youngest at Yale. </div>
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So Hallie spent a whole week gorging on Oreos, until her daughter challenged her to go hiking. Bizarre she would do that when she didn't even go hiking with the hubby and kids back in the day... Alone and out of town, she got lost on the trail only to be rescued by a handsome doctor (seriously... this book's unbelievable quotient is out there in the stratosphere).</div>
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That's not all, the doctor was oh so coincidentally good friends with her ex boyfriend, Eric. So Eric, reminded by said doctor, called Hallie up for dinner and so began a journey of "eat drink woman" for Hallie except that she did not have to travel out of the country to realize that she was right in not settling with any of her exes then.</div>
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She had sex with one ex, found out that the other was a "ohm"ing gay and forgave the last one. The forgiving part was very rushed, and I felt like the side story of her sister was thrown in at random pages so that she could quickly forgive the ex. It was as if the book had 3 planned exes and they decided to add one last minute.</div>
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As part of her journey through the exes, Hallie was rewarded with realizing that she was better off without her stingy ex who halfway through the book decided that he wanted to come home to the familiar after breaking up with Ashlee with 2 Es. She was rewarded for said epiphany with a new romance.</div>
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what the hell. funny but convoluted book. 3 out of 5. </div>
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His Grace Jason Cummings, Duke of Rayne, is seeking a wife. Tried when he was 29 years old, was almost compromised by three raving virgins. Second attempt was when he was a wiser 30 year old man, only to be bored to death at a garden party by same three raving virgins. So being a 19th century nerd, the red-haired he went to the Historical Society where he encountered a brown-haired she with a humongous cousin. Cousin George was determined to make Winnifred Crane his bride, incest and possible genetic disorder be damned. Luckily Jason was there to help her pass the hallowed doors, where she failed to prove to Lord Forrester (head of said sexist Society, her father's friend) that she was the famed historical writer, C. W. Marks. Why? Because her cousin claimed to be him already, in order to become a member.</div>
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Since the cousin was the villain and all the men in the Historical Society misogynists, the determined 30 year old Winn decided to take up the challenge issued by Lord Forrester to prove that the Adam & Eve painting given by her father to the Society was not painted by Dürer. Unlike the Duke who already saw the Continent and wanted to settle down, Winn wanted to enjoy the adventure of finding the evidence and checking out Europe.</div>
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Blah blah, they suffered poverty and misadventures in Europe as they tried to dodge George, but managed to find time to have sex a couple of times. If not for the sex, would have thought that it was Bert and Ernie running riot over Europe. Fairly engaging read.</div>
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1. Trumpie. Way too many epic moments. From the Great Wall of Mexico (to be paid by Mexico of course, likely using American aid) to reading "the Snake" lyrics. And there was the "math fail", though I am reminded by something お母さん taught. <b>Don't care about getting to the specifics, understand the intent behind the statement.</b><br />
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Nope it's not the very chio and hacker-friendly Expedit, though that comes a close 2nd.<br />
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The Best Product IKEA has is that huge metal serving bowl it sells, BLANDA BLANK.</div>
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It's awesome for my tiny kitchen. I use it as a mixing bowl for my cakes and cookies, salad bowl and a soup tureen. Even used it to hold my rinsed ingredients.</div>
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