There are 3 kinds of people in this world. Those who can count and those who can't.
With respect to my earlier post about the strange looking Singapore Slingers' mascot, I finally found a picture.
Ideally, my purpose for writing this description should be to convey a genuinely heartfelt sentiment about myself, but since all of us are products of this appallingly superficial and vacant mass marketing culture - virtually eliminating all likelihood of any of us experiencing anything but diabolically alienated and fragmented relationships - the nearest approximation I can proffer is smarmy, cheap, self- serving pseudo-information intended to instill any readers with a sense of obligation to reciprocate the charade. In addition, I will forego apologizing for this flagrant shallowness assuming that you, also, are too frantically busy surviving to care less. Cheerio!
