The True Meaning of Food Went Bad

There is a tale of food went bad as told by an aunty of No Return. Her specialty or spastic-ty is to make specialty... which is so special that no taxonomist or name-giver or even roti-bun can name... specialty is to help you become special so that all those fluffed-up yeast-risen ego of yours will become so crazy prominent that you cannot help but implode or explode with unknown pride.

Then come a day when Aunty No Return gave a specialty to someone who is special. Very much special that the whole world thinks he is extraordinary. Not abnormal but more than normal which makes him abnormal as well. Cacat otak kot. Oy!

His pride suddenly become so swollen that the slightest heat can expand his molecules further and go kablooey. He immediately goes into a nearby shade, in the aunty's house which is located a Parasang away. Which is not very far if you know space-wrapping, no big deal since he is more than normal. Too bloody more than normal.

The entanglement of space wrapping has become so special that even Nicholas Tesla will be proud of this kid. His over-sized ego could not fit so he used an acupuncture needle to puncture nano-holes in himself so that all this inflated ego will go away somewhere. It worked! It goes into his guts and go kablooey...

The lesson of the story is don't buy acupuncture needles.

The End