Sunday, 6 August 2017

Some things from Far Cry 3...


Oh I'm sorry, Willis Cuntley, I can't hear you over the sound of how awesome our airport, which incidentally the one you'll be transiting at, is.


Trust me, if you have actually smelt a durian, you'd wouldn't just ban it from your subway, you'd be advocating for its genocide.

Saturday, 5 August 2017

Bad day...

That much shit taste...

After the lamest guiding assignment where I had to bring around a group of girls around the same age as my sister (7 years younger than I am) in my university (which is mostly deserted since it's the weekend before classes start), I asked them what kind of music they like in an attempt to start a conversation.

They answered "Justin Bieber".


항암제(抗癌劑): anti-cancer drug
Because that's what I need after listening to such a cancerous answer.
And if I want to be killed, I'd prefer to die cancer-free anyway. 
Conversation: killed. Didn't even get a chance.

Even dating sim characters have better taste in music than them. [1]

I'd say "get off my lawn" but Bieber's the same age as I am. He's from my generation.

[1] One of them likes piano concertos, the other likes British punk rock. I don't know what the third one likes.