It is mid-morning. Hubby is away. I am enjoying koteh. Mmmmm……nice. Heavenly.
Harlow….bring my car key can ah not? I am stuck here in Shell Jalan Burmah.
Waitlah…can ah not? Take taxi lor. (grumble, grumble, people shiok-shiok enjoying koteh, you gotta disturb me pulak)
Cannot….my car engine is still running!
Ok lah, give me a few minutes because I am mid way steaming corn for your son. (You know the song? – buka sarong, nampak bulu, buka bulu, nampak biji, buka biji, nampak batang….sing to the tune of In The Cavern)
Cannot! My car is blocking the way.
5xmom rolled eyes and grumble, grumble, grumble about her koteh interupptus.
**Story : Stupid Perdana can self-lock itself because of some faulty central locking. Hubby was filling petrol and got down from his car when it self-locked. Happened before in his factory but his maintenance guys could easily open the lock for him with only a wire.
Translation : buka sarong, nampak bulu, buka bulu, nampak biji, buka biji, nampak batang….sing to the tune of In The Cavern
Open the sarong (a piece of cloth usually worn by men), see hairs, open the hairs, see nuts (seeds), open the nuts, see rod is actually a riddle for corn. Kote is a vulgar word for ? ok, you guessed it. But what is koteh? I will blog that later.