Note: Due to malnourishment (canteen always closed) and the poor performance of the Sing dollar against other currencies, there are no pictures to display. Nor do we apologise for this; USE YOUR IMAGINATION! Just don't go too far. ;oP
We simply had to start here because Mr. He's nationality is simply too obvious to mention in this article. Where do I begin? I don't! I have already ended!
(Not the entire article, you DOLT!)
-(shu- i'm not from china all you twitheads! i just happen to think maozedong's a funkey cool icon!)
Aka Mrs. He aka other-names-I-dare-not-mention-deep-in-cyberspace aka VIETNAMESE GIRL. Who would have guessed? Apparently she pledges her allegiance to Ho Chin Minh daily and gives lessons in quoc ngu to kids for CIP. No wonder she salutes every time she enters Mr. Tay's office - he has a Vietnamese flag in there. *He thinks she's saluting him, not the flag!* Mr. Tay once asked me why I don't salute him like Doranne does - thank goodness he didn't press the matter because I salute with only one finger!
Her mission currently reads "spread vision of communist utopia to infernally capitalist Singapore�"
Wow� Who would have guessed our good friend was actually Burmese? I found out her latent nationality when we were all watching the news and Aung San Suu Kyi came on. The camera later shifted to the current military leader of Myanmar, Lieutenant General Khin Nyunt. Did THAT conjure up an explosive reaction from her or what? She took out her belt and started hitting her hand with it!
Latest news: Gwen provides Catherine with white powder/paste.
Surprise surprise! Now we all thought no one could get more Singaporean than Joel but I realised he is actually German! (Another fascist classmate of ours, eh!) Did you see the twelve swastikas he keeps in his wallet? I saw him rubbing them when he went to the horse races. In fact, when he dragged me along with him to the Toto place to buy some lottery tickets, the aunties (wait or were they ABOMINATIONS) selling the lotto suddenly stood up and gave him this ridiculous salute, shouting "Heil, Yoel*!" and "Heil, Fuhrer!" They only resumed their obscene slouch when Joel dismissed them with a wave of his hand. "Danke, danke!" he kept repeating.
Just one look at her email gives our Yankee pal away. I guess we all know this one so we should go down south of the border to�
Yes! Me! MEXICAN! Who would've guessed, huh? Ok some of you have seen me wearing a sombrero and playing La Cucaracha on the guitar� Sometimes I give Shuming lessons in the traditional Mexican folk dance. Ever the Chinese chauvinist, Shuming tired to practice some Wu Shu on me. Darn. If you are still unconvinced, wait until St. Luke's day; given a sufficient budget (largely dependent on how the peso is doing), there will be pi�ata games, burritos, tacos and nachos for all! Gee� with all those Spanish terms I've uttered so far, no wonder Michelle blames El-Nino on me. Well thanks to Uncle Sam's NAFTA I had to come here and suffer under the Sum of All Fears! My factory had to be closed down due to the massive influx of large American corporations! �NO ES BUENO!
*In case you haven't figured it out yet, Germans pronounce "J" as "Y".