What I Miss About KL.

OH. MY. GAWD.

I would sacrifice a goat for a Ramly Burger right now.

Heck, I would sacrifice MARVIN.

BUT, here in Melbourne we have...

THE DEEP FRIED MARS BAR.

Which, of course, I have been raving about for the past year.

Oh, the gooey gooey goodness.

My coffin shall be STUFFED with these.

So in case I go to Hell, I'll be HAPPY.

Oh Deep Fried Mars Bar, how I cherish thee.

It has been below 20 degrees the past week.

AMAZINGLY, I have not fallen sick since arriving.

Thus cementing the fact that:

Me + Melbourne = HELL YES.

Me + Malaysia = WHATEVER.

Me + Singapore = FUCK NO.

Why? Because Kukurela are my friends.