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Chapter 173: anger-fisted

he claims he doesn't have money and the company's not earning or smth, yet his dad and mum (my grandparents) can goto Genting for 1 whole week. you call that automatic, FOLKS? please, it's not the time to enjoy. you're actually feasting on OUR allowance. damn.

and i've been wanting to buy him a Homer Simpson shirt that says, "Best Dad" ... but wouldn't it be ironic? for the best Dad on Earth would never do things like not giving his children 3 weeks of allowances but spending them for his 1-week holiday in Malaysia and everything else. the moment i recollect how his brother and his parents spend money, i get fits.

fuck.
oh may i be appeased for i just got hold of my A&F white shorts and i love it very much. thank you.
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