numbTop of the world.
Soak up the sun.
Dusty hands.
High level politics.
Pushing iron shack.
Hokkien mee, oyster omelette and Nalgene.
Basically spells out the entire day.
Oh yeah, someone smashed my face last evening with a squash raquet.
Ouch.
My lips are swollen.
Now you can call me 'puffy lips' Daddy.
Move over,
apieceofshit 