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I'm not going to blog about Bangkok... Yet.

Meanwhile, went out with Colin on the 18th.


"Let's act cute!", i said.

We went down to Marina Square to try the famed Carl's Junior for the first time.

3 letters sum up our gut-busting adventure.

O M G

I'm sorry but i have to say that it was the most horridest experience i've had in a loooong time.

I made the mistake of changing the normal fries to this monstrosity called Beef Fries. I ended up with some super crispy rendang sticks. The fries were so hard they were like pencils while the beef sauce tasted funny.

And unfortunately, the Chilli Cheeseburger i got had the freaking same beef sauce in it. I nearly puked when i unwrapped the burger, looked at the sauce oozing out of it, looked down at my tray and seeing the same sauce that i've condemned smack in the middle of my fries.

I ended up having to swap burgers with Colin cos he didn't like his either. Both of us disliked each others burgers less, so we swapped. It was a win-win situation, even though we both lost.

After the meal, Colin complained that he felt like he just had too much Burger King. Suddenly, what do we see roaming around the mall?



Mega-gross BK mascots. Hello? How creative of them to just make giant fries, coke and burger walk around to promote for BK.

As if they weren't disturbing enough, i caught the burger checking the fries out.


Burger: "Miss Fries sure has sexy tights."
Coke: "Yea baby."
Fries: "giggle giggle"


I nearly puked out the meal i just had, not that it needed much effort to do so.