I was in the car with my loukong and little boy. So, usual lah, the talk is about the increasing food prices. It was lunch time and we were pondering where to eat. Cannot suka-suka go to posh restaurants for set lunch already. Must save costs, mah.

In the end, we decided to go to Goh Thew Chik for chicken rice. KNN, I wonder how much MSG they put in their chicken? Eat liao, so thirsty wan.

So, I pun komplen komplen komplen. I suggested to hubby we must also put some clothes line to dry our clothes, especially those jeans and heavy, thick material clothings. Now, we are using clothes dryer, two airconds, two fridges, two water heater and our electricity per month can shoot up to RM400 per month sometimes. Average is RM200+ if we don’t turn on the aircond every night.

You know lah, ubah gaya hidup, mah right? Eat chicken rice, sleep in hot cond, dry clothes with the sunshine, use only one fridge, maybe I must get everyone to walk around nekid at home to save costs on washing clothes, washing detergents, softener, clorox…..

Then, I pun komplen even more.

“That pak Lah lah…..want to increase petrol price, skali increase so much. Do it slowly mah…bit by bit. Mai kia si lang, chit tau khi kah anneh kuan.” (don’t be so scary, so fast go up so high)

So, usual lah, the hubby cracked jokes which I always, always too dim to catch and have to think and go ‘huh?’

He replied, “Aiyah, that jeanabtullah ho lioa mahhhh…” (he was referring to the wife, fantastic)

I pun go ‘Huh? jeanabtullah? What about her?’

He replied, “Aiyah….ho liao, kang hu kuan” (he says, fantastic, good kung fu)

And I bet most of you don’t geddit, either.

Harga barang naik, petrol naik, everyone’s punya tarak boleh naik except paklah’s.