Prepare yourself with some absorbent material. One of the greatest pleasures of traveling by bus is of course the TV. They are loud - what better way to drown out the annoying 2-dozen conversations via cellphone occurring around you. They also show wonderful, heartwarming locally-produced fare. Here I quote (more or less verbatim, but please try to read it aloud in Singlish)
She: It was a choice between me or your freedom
He: But I didn't know that, you didn't give me a choice
She: You should have known it was a choice, if you loved me (goddamn bitch - Yoda)
(Pause)
He: Tanya, wan to go to bah-bake-you?
That, dear readers, is the magic line. After peace has been established, you can get away with lines like these:
He: wah! you eat so many chicken wings, our baby will be like one big, fat chicken.
Please keep the secret sentence to yourself. I know I can trust you.
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