Tikus mania

Aight, i know it sounds weird, but i'm still pretty intrigued by the picture of this mad rat which is sitting right in front of me. So far, everyone (even a middle aged auntie) has told me that this Ratatouille show is a must watch even for a goblok like myself. Oklar, so it's a good show for the family but knowing me, i think it will take some really sick humour to make me appreciate it. The last show to really satisfy me has honestly got to be Nacho Libre. That was of wicked quality. The longer I look at the picture of that freagin rat running hysterically with his cheese, the more intrigued i am. I think i'll probably just go down to Ah Chong's DVD store to get myself a copy of the show since its almost impossible to get a ticket now. Going alone to the cinema for a show full of families would be weird as well. So, its justifiable to go get the DVD for once.

So why suddenly ramble about Remy the rat? To cut it short, seeing a rat in one of those lorong belakangs while walking back after a drink sorta reminded me about the freagin show. I guess those dark lorong belakangs do bring back loadsa crazy memories. Our Malaysian rat definitely will ta pau that french rat. I got no qualms about that. In terms of food and nutrition, our Malaysian rat also more well nourished than french rats. The largest one i've seen is the size of a cat. No joke. If you have nothing better to do, just drop by your lorong belakang one of these nights. Surely you will meet Roti-touille the rat nourished by discarded roti canai. Health wise, our rat probably die earlier due to coronary heart disease. Other than that, Malaysian rats rock!

Okay, that was a load of crap... All triggered by a fat rat from the lorong. Squeek.

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