I went out for some mala with my girlfriend at Bugis and after that we went to get some drinks along Prinsep, just the two of us.

We were pretty drunk at about midnight and decided to call it a night, and we Grabbed back to my place where she stayed over.

Because we were drunk, we were pretty much “in the mood” and decided to just take off our clothes and get naughty without showering or anything.

And we also forgot that we ate mala earlier that evening, which would come back to haunt me.

We started with foreplay where I used my fingers, before it was her turn and she went on and blowed me, it was all hot and heavy and I was completely caught up in the moment before I began to feel a burning sensation around the tip of my D.

At first, I thought nothing of it, but as the burning sensation got worse, I started to worry that it was something else.

I immediately became sober as the burning sensation intensified and remembered that we ate mala, and she hadn’t brushed her teeth or rinsed her mouth before going down on me.

My immediate reaction was to jump out of bed and head straight for the shower. I was in so much pain that I couldn’t stand to stay still, and I was worried that her spicy saliva had got into my urethra, which is the hole at the tip of the D.

I spent the next few minutes standing under a cold shower trying to cool off the burning sensation and rigorously rubbing and scrubbing my D.

Meanwhile my gf is still on the bed moaning and touching her drunken self while I’m panicking and jumping around in the shower, smlj

I just started dating my boyfriend, who invited me to his home for dinner, and I was so uncomfortable.

His father was a cleaner, and I couldn’t help but look down on him for it. I had never been around anyone who did that kind of work, and I felt like I was in an alien world.

Before you bash me, let me explain.

I had grown up with an upper-middle-class family, and I had been taught that everyone should strive for a better life, no matter their circumstances.

But here I was, surrounded by people who were content to stay in the same place and receive just enough money to survive. I felt like I was in a different world.

When I arrived at his home, I saw the state of the place. It was in disarray, with clothes and dishes strewn everywhere. The furniture was old and worn, and the walls were peeling. I couldn’t believe that this was the place that my boyfriend lives in.

I tried my best to stay polite, but I couldn’t help myself from being condescending to Chris’s father. I kept thinking about how he must be so embarrassed to work as a cleaner and how it must be so degrading to him.

I wanted to make sure that everyone knew that I was better than him and that I was from a much more privileged background.

I was relieved when the party was over and we could leave. As we were walking out, I could feel his father’s eyes on me. It made me feel uncomfortable and I wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible.

So yeah, that’s my story, I feel like everyone should try to aim to be the best version of themselves and strive to achieve success, not remain content to be stuck in a lower class.

It was never my intention to hurt anyone’s feelings, but I guess that’s just how life works sometimes.

I met her about six months ago at a ktv. She was working there as a hostess, and I was there with some friends. she was very handsy with me and after our session, I dabao-ed her to a hotel and we carried on from there.

I was attracted to her beauty, charm, and intelligence. She doesn’t look like it but she’s f-ing smart.

I started seeing her more often, and at first I paid for her services but eventually, we met up outside of her work and got really close, then we ended up dating. And I wanted to bring her home to meet my family.

But when I finally decided to bring her home for dinner, their reaction was not what I expected. My mother was the first to react, and she was not happy. She warned me to stay away from this woman, saying that it would only bring shame and dishonor to our family.

My father was equally adamant that this relationship was a bad idea, and my siblings were no different. They all felt that I was making a mistake, and that I should break it off before it was too late.

I tried to explain to them that I was in love with this woman and that I wanted to be with her, but they just wouldn’t listen. They kept saying that she was a ktv hostess and that she was not of the same social class as our family. They said that I should find someone more suitable for me and that this relationship would only lead to heartache.

The more I tried to explain my feelings for her, the more frustrated my family became. Eventually, I just gave up and stopped talking about her. I could tell that my family was disappointed and angry with my decision, but I just couldn’t bring myself to end the relationship.

My family and I have had a strained relationship ever since, and it’s been hard to bridge the gap between us. They still don’t approve of my relationship with her and they’ve made it clear that they don’t want me to be with her. But I’m determined to make this relationship work, no matter what anyone says. She is more than her job, she is a human being.

I’m sure my family will eventually come around and accept my choice, but until then, I’m just going to focus on the woman I love and the life we’re building together. No matter what anyone else says, I know that I’m doing the right thing and that I’m happy. That’s all that matters.

I am an alcoholic man, and I know all too well the consequences of my addiction.

I was always an average-sized man, but when I started drinking beer, I started to gain weight very quickly. I started out drinking one or two beers a day, but eventually it got to the point where I was drinking a full jug of beer for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

It wasn’t long before I was obese and unable to control my weight any longer.

I am now in my late 40s and have been an alcoholic for the past 15 years. I was able to hide my addiction for a long time, but eventually it all caught up with me. My body started to break down and I became grossly overweight.

I was drinking so much beer that it was affecting my metabolism and I was gaining weight at an alarming rate. I was consuming more calories than I was burning, and my body began to store it all in the form of fat.

I went from wearing size S clothes to now XXL.

I also stopped going to the gym and doing any kind of physical activity. I was so consumed by my addiction that I had no energy or motivation to do anything else.

I was in a downward spiral and my health was rapidly deteriorating. I was drinking massive amounts of beer and my body was unable to process it, so it was just getting stored as fat.

It wasn’t long before I was morbidly obese and had to start wearing larger clothes to fit my body. I was ashamed of what had happened to me and I was unable to look at myself in the mirror.

I had become a shadow of my former self and it felt like I had completely lost control. I was drinking so much beer that I would often pass out and wake up the next day feeling terrible.

My family was very concerned about me and they tried to get me to stop drinking, but I was so addicted that I couldn’t listen to them.

I was living in denial and refused to accept that my drinking was causing me so much harm. I thought I could get away with it and that I was invincible, but eventually I realized that I was wrong.

You know how friends do, we scold and make fun of each other for fun and we never really take things to heart because we know that we’re all just joking.

However, one of my friends took my insults literally, after I said “F your mum ah” and he literally did just that, he slept with my widowed mother.

For context, we are both in our 30s and my mother is 49. Yeap, my mother had me when she was 19.

I came home after a night out with some friends and found Jack in my mother’s bedroom. I was completely shocked and could not believe what I was seeing. My mother was in bed with him.

They had been seeing each other for a while now when he was always over at my place after my father died.

I was so angry and shocked that I immediately ran out of the house and didn’t speak to either of them for weeks. I was hurt and betrayed that Jack had slept with my mother, and that my mother had allowed it to happen.

Eventually, my mom and Jack reached out to me and said that they were sorry and that they were in love. I could not believe what I was hearing.

I felt like my mother had betrayed me, and I couldn’t stand the thought of them together.

I still feel betrayed and hurt every time I think about it. I feel like my mother and Jack took something away from me that I can never get back.

They may be happy together, but I still feel like I lost something that can never be replaced.

I had never thought that I would be in a situation where I would marry someone purely for the purpose of having a maid.

It was my financial situation that led me to make this decision. I was struggling to make ends meet and the thought of having someone to clean up after me and take care of my home seemed like a good solution.

Looked for someone online to marry

And so, I started looking for a wife. I researched different countries and cultures and which country girls would be good at domestic work and eventually decided that a girl from Philippines would be the best choice.

I figured that they were likely to have the same values as me and that they would be eager to work hard to help me with the housework.

I made contact with a few women from the Philippines and eventually found one who seemed like a good match.

She was beautiful and kind, and I was sure that she would be eager to help me out. We quickly became engaged and were married soon after.

Things began to change afterwards

At first, things went well. My wife was diligent and worked hard to keep the house clean and organized.

She cooked delicious meals and took care of the laundry and other chores around the house. I felt relieved that I could save money on a maid and that I had the help I needed.

But soon, tensions started to arise. My wife was not content with the arrangement and felt that I was taking advantage of her.

She wanted to be respected and appreciated and felt that I was treating her like a servant.

I tried to explain to her that I was simply trying to provide for us both and that she was helping me out, but she was not convinced.

We began to argue more and more and eventually, our marriage fell apart. My wife left me, taking all of her belongings with her. I was left alone in my home, feeling guilty and foolish for thinking that I could get away with such a scheme.

I had thought that I could save money by marrying a domesticated girl to do my housework, but instead, I had ended up losing my wife and all of the money that I had spent on the marriage.

I thought that I was being clever, but instead, I had been selfish and naive.

As a man living in the 21st century, I have grown accustomed to having the convenience of using my debit or credit card for almost all of my purchases.

When I come across a store or business that only accepts cash, I often wonder why.

Can’t help but think they want to ‘siam’ tax

I understand that some places may have their own reasons for choosing to accept cash, such as not wanting to pay the fees associated with debit and credit cards, but I can’t help but wonder if there is more to it than that.

Could it be that these places are avoiding paying taxes?

Tax evasion is a serious problem, and it can have serious repercussions for businesses that are caught.

It’s no secret that businesses that accept cash can make it difficult to track their income, and this can make it easier for them to avoid paying taxes.

I’m sure that not all businesses that only accept cash are evading taxes, but it’s worth considering that this might be the case.

Even if they’re not, it’s still a questionable practice.

After all, taxes are an important part of our economy, and businesses that are avoiding paying them are not helping the system.

Here are what netizens think

• Some things that are being done don’t need to say out one lah, it is very obvious.
• Ya lor don’t know why these businesses only accept cash terms for payment, nowadays who still carries so much cash around?
• They can run, they can hide, but they will never be able to run away from our ‘big boss’ who definitely will come after them.
• Some people like to hold cash ma, every day after a hard day of work you count the cash takings also shiok
• Actually cash terms makes it easier for their employees to ‘eat’ their money, would be wiser if everything can switch to cashless terms

I had been dating my boyfriend for almost a year now, and I had been feeling the pressure of his upcoming birthday.

I wanted to give him something special, something that would make him feel special. I had been thinking about what to get him for weeks, and then it hit me. I knew exactly what to get him: a shaver!

Cannot tahan his ‘amazon’ forest

He had a rather bushy ‘amazon forest’ at his neither region, and to be honest, it was a bit of a turn off for me. I had been dying to get him to shave down there for a while, but I hadn’t wanted to come off as controlling.

I thought a shaver would be the perfect gift, and he would get the hint.

So, I went out and bought the shaver, and I was so excited to give it to him. I carefully wrapped it up and put it in a box with a note that said, “Happy Birthday! Hope this helps you out with your grooming. Love, your girlfriend.”

I was so proud of myself.

The day of his birthday arrived, and I presented him with his gift. He opened it up, and his eyes widened. He looked at the shaver, and then he looked at me.

I could tell he was embarrassed, and he quickly put the shaver back in the box. He thanked me for the gift, but he was obviously uncomfortable.

He didn’t say much for the rest of the night, and he hardly spoke to me for the next few days. I knew I had messed up, but I didn’t know how to apologize or make it up to him.

Weeks went by, and he still hadn’t forgiven me. He was distant and cold, and I started to think that maybe he was never going to forgive me. I was so embarrassed about the whole situation, and I was starting to regret giving him the shaver.

Broke up with her because he feels paiseh

One day, he finally broke his silence. He told me that he was breaking up with me. He said that I had embarrassed him and made him feel uncomfortable with the gift, and he couldn’t handle it anymore.

I had thought that the shaver would be a thoughtful gift, but it had ended up causing an irreparable rift between us. I had ruined my relationship with my boyfriend, and I could never get it back.

I was an air stewardess for eight wonderful years. I joined right after completing my polytechnic education. I had the opportunity to travel around the world and meet people from different corners of the globe.

I was always passionate about the job and loved being able to help passengers with their needs during the flight.

Felt that my personal life became second priority

However, after a while, I started to feel like the job was taking over my life. I was always on the go and away from home for weeks at a time.

I felt like I was missing out on important moments in my family and friends’ lives, and my relationships were suffering as a result.

I even missed sending my grand dad off when he passed on and did not get to see him for the last time.

The time difference between countries, the constant jet lag and the long work hours were taking a toll on my body, and I was always exhausted. I was eating unhealthy food most of the time and had no time for exercise or relaxation.

The stress levels were high, which was making me feel anxious and unable to enjoy my job as much as I used to.

I also felt like I was being taken for granted. The airline expected me to do the job without giving me enough time to rest. I often get called up to replace someone who took MC because I leave near the airport.

Decided to leave

So after eight years, I decided to give up my flying career.

It was a difficult decision, but I knew that it was the right one. I had been feeling like my job was taking over my life, and it was time to make a change.

I now have a job that allows me to be home more often and spend time with my family and friends. I’m also able to take care of my health and wellbeing, which is something I had been neglecting for a long time.

I still miss my job as an air stewardess. It was exciting and I had the chance to meet so many interesting people.

But I’m happy that I made the decision to give it up and take a break from the kind of lifestyle that it demanded.