Before I start babbling about how useless I'm becoming, I'll give small speeches to my two partners.

To Miss Hope: Du-uh they're gonna die. Death is inevitable! Anyway, mothers are suppose to give love and care. All you do is talk about freeing those hamsters, which will only end up with early deaths (earlier than the period of time Choc was in my care). So, in the end, it's like-WTFififya?

To elle: Well, I didn't know about those words being part of a lyric. Hehehehe. Even so, I still did know that it can't possibly happen without blessings and alimony. Hahaha. Ok, forget I even said that.

(returning back to babbling mode)

Ok, I don't have much to say since once again, Amal has done the work for me. Well, in my opinion, the next time we go to Bentulong, I hope the only ones present are girls and kids so I can do the fishing too-and without feeling to care much about dirt and bla3.

So, that's all there is there isn't anymore..