kelvin: eric, do you see this? (points at his shoes, which has bits of stains and dirt on it.)

me: erm, your puke stains? (he puked the weekend before and some of them got onto his shoes =/)

kelvin: and where do they come from?

me: err... your stomach?

kelvin: FUCK. me la!

me: so.. what's your point?!

kelvin: i puked/spit all this out right? then who's gonna clean for me?

me: ..... you?!

kelvin: YA LA. since you spit everything out already, you can't possibly take it all back right? what, you wanna lick all the puke off my shoes meh? you want me to do that? no way.. i'm gonna clean this mess myself. you understand what i mean? no one's gonna be cleaning all these mess for you. you yourself go clean up the mess fucker! already spit out liao so be it!



that kinda makes sense. for once, i've found kelvin's words blog-worthy. rofl.