S: "Na ge Beijing ya (referring to the beijing duck rolls), jiao she me?"

Waitress: "Beijing ya"

Bun, Gerard and me couldn't stop laughing. We contemplated shifting tables.

Choukkkkkkk, high on adrenaline. Music brought us to greater heights.

Behhhzhing duck resurfaced when I showered. Throat hurts. Stomach's weird.

After not switching the phone off for 63940262304 months, the sim pin slipped out of my mind. Under such dire circumstances, I asked -- for it. Changed it completely, defo intact in the brain right now.