Absolutely.Disgusting
People naturally flock to the best.
...Or so they say.
Then could somebody please explain to me as to why on earth would people even consider going to the abomination of a hawker's place known as 'William's'?
It's bad enough that the place stinks like a sewer, and that roaches scurrying across tabletops are a norm, and that rats storm across the pitiful excuse of a 'roof', making you wonder if they'd just fall through and land in whatever mess of a dish you have in front of you.
...Now you're expected to fork out good money for that?
It's okay if you fork out money to dine at places where you have the ambiance and taste to back it up, or at least provide some remote form of justification (or at least, it wouldn't hurt as much). But this...this is just simply amazing. Horrid to the extent of being amazing, that is.
9 bucks for 2 drinks and 1 garlic cheese naan (and a wrongly-ordered drink, at that - and not to mention, the fact that it took AGES for the damn orders to arrive). And apparently another friend had to fork out a similar amount - only for a sad miserable plate of spaghetti.
Did I mention the fact that there were individuals who were gladly contributing to my daily intake of secondhand smoke? Individuals that seemed to surround every inch square of that ungodly place? And oh, the stench. You have just got to love the sewer-like stench that wafts throughout the place.
My only regret is not taking snapshots of that place, and its 'dishes', so that I can continue to TEAR that place apart with my post.
We're all gluttons for punishment, aren't we?
I'm just surprised that no one has actually been hospitalised due to bacterial gastroenteritis or something. I swear, just sitting at that place for 5 minutes was more than enough to exacerbate my gastritis.
...Or so they say.
Then could somebody please explain to me as to why on earth would people even consider going to the abomination of a hawker's place known as 'William's'?
It's bad enough that the place stinks like a sewer, and that roaches scurrying across tabletops are a norm, and that rats storm across the pitiful excuse of a 'roof', making you wonder if they'd just fall through and land in whatever mess of a dish you have in front of you.
...Now you're expected to fork out good money for that?
It's okay if you fork out money to dine at places where you have the ambiance and taste to back it up, or at least provide some remote form of justification (or at least, it wouldn't hurt as much). But this...this is just simply amazing. Horrid to the extent of being amazing, that is.
9 bucks for 2 drinks and 1 garlic cheese naan (and a wrongly-ordered drink, at that - and not to mention, the fact that it took AGES for the damn orders to arrive). And apparently another friend had to fork out a similar amount - only for a sad miserable plate of spaghetti.
Did I mention the fact that there were individuals who were gladly contributing to my daily intake of secondhand smoke? Individuals that seemed to surround every inch square of that ungodly place? And oh, the stench. You have just got to love the sewer-like stench that wafts throughout the place.
My only regret is not taking snapshots of that place, and its 'dishes', so that I can continue to TEAR that place apart with my post.
We're all gluttons for punishment, aren't we?
I'm just surprised that no one has actually been hospitalised due to bacterial gastroenteritis or something. I swear, just sitting at that place for 5 minutes was more than enough to exacerbate my gastritis.
posted by Sean Im at 8:37 AM
1 Comments:
only cause they got your limau ais wrong (or was it because you ordered it wrong!? DUN DUN DUN) ahahahaha don't hate on the mamaks ;p
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