Domestic Humour: Stock Supply
He was also suffering from flatulence and had slight tummy pains. I remembered that my mom had taken away with her my Tiger Balm after her last visit.
I felt guilty as I watched a sick, sniffling Mr. Gecko trying to sleep that night.
The next day saw me marching into a pharmacy and buying emergency medical supplies for the household worth over $45.
Mr. Gecko: Wah! Are we stocking up for war?
I was contented with 2 pieces of bread from yesterday's breakfast leftovers. Mr. Gecko wanted his weekend staple - instant noodles.
I told him that his mom slurped up the last packet of instant noodles last week. Hence, he had to go and buy fresh supply from the provision shop downstairs.
Me: Wah! Are we stocking up for war?
P/S: There're only 2 of us living together.