The Mexican Ambassador
“Does anyone fancy going to Chingay?” asked the email. “There’s a few of us from work going to look at fireworks, fighting dragons and 2000 energy charged hip hop youths (!!!!!). It’s a little cheesy, but should be fun”. Little did I know I would be dragged to a parade ground at the end of the universe, and made to sit in a crowded stand, waving a sparkly red...
The French like their wine. I can tell from the sparkle in your eyes and the...– Singapore taxi driver. Eh?
I don’t like to chew gum, it’s too much work.– Colleague