I joke about Covid testing, opinions on sex-positivity, artisan pizza, drama queen pictures, and people who judge religious people too quickly.

I joke about workplace discrimination with the Mandarin language, dad’s silly complaints about the lockdown, anti-vaxxers, flat-earthers, the US government turning frogs gay, and “premium” vapes.

I joke about rich fucks, hypocritical parents, nosy parents, toxic masculinity, women’s studies courses and commitment phobia.

I joke about being an illuminati mouth piece, racist insults from Pakistanis, taking my Bibik to her vaccine appointment, family breakfast and how I used the law of attraction to become healthy.

I joke about my second dose (at the end), my dad, my crazy overweight antivax uncle, lockdowns, lagging behind Singapore, and the nature of love.

I joke about police reports, stories about homeless people, and the realistic picture of your future relationship.

I joke about the movie Troy, papa’s birthday, my Wira Karangan journey, and I do a long ass rant about my temper.

I joke about my brother fainting, vulgarities in the Parliament, Singapore, and badminton Olympics.

I joke about Azmin Ali, Malaysians who think Hidlyn Diaz should thank Malaysia, patriotism, dick pics, and the law of attraction maaaaan!

Beautiful fuck = Bangsat Yang Cantik (TCP lingo) OR Pelaku Persetubuhan Yang Cantik (more accurate). I joke about racist landlords, breakups, intermittent fasting, and being a fat fuck.