Violent Night

Did some market research on the riddle that I asked. My friends = The market. As a result, I've decided not to speak further about it.

When I told them the answer, Zhenqin just stared at me and hugged herself. Too cold.

Yingying, ever the nice and easily amused one, laughed and stopped too early to convince me that I made a good joke.

So forget it. HAHAHA.

Went to sing song again. That's about all we old folks can manage nowadays, sing song or play some volleyball during our spare time. Many thanks for the great company!

Before everything started to get nasty:

It was good while it lasted, really.

But the session ended somewhat like this:

Realise Jiayi's gone missing by this point of time?

M18 (violent content): Well, he's under my feet, foaming at the mouth. Shall save the details. Not supposed to nag. Ka gias read my blog.