bro got hit by a dumbass motorist and this bloody man/lady/transvestite/boy/girl/laoahpek/laoahma drove away lah! He fell off from his bike and didn't see the carplate.
I was still sleeping soundly at 9am (slept at 4am) and this commotion in the living room woke me up. I was thinking, what this time round? Daddy took money from grandma again or someone passed away? Grandma forever over reacting and she sounded as if she was crying. Worried that bro/dad got into an accident, I pull myself out from the bed and saw bro with bandages from his head to his toes. 4/5 of his toes were bandaged. Both his knees were injured(he look damn funny with the two bandages). Elbow, forehead were all dressed. I ask if he went to a clinic or hospital and was shocked to hear hospital... The nurse's 'bandageship' is bad. Second accident since he got his Class 2 license.
Alright, I think yesterday's supper had poisoned me. I need to shit. Again.