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You'd learn something new everyday:
Rinsing one's mouth with tea, preferably green tea, can help reduce oral odour. Sudden inspirations or cravings:
| It is yet another dark and gray city. It's probably nighttime, as indicated by the dim street lights. A man, carrying a boy in his arms, tells me that he is a man who has stolen from his "organisation". His wife is thus abducted by them just when the three of them were about to leave the country. He pleads with me to go save his wife, offering the money that he stole as my fees.
Driving a black convertible sports car, I sped into the carpark of a building where I somehow knew the woman was. I forgot how I managed to fight off all the professional hitmen. The only thing I could remember was the beautiful woman I held in my arms as I left the building. I was slightly wounded, but I felt pride in saving the woman and earning that huge sum of money. [I wonder what happened to that car. I love that car.] As I returned the woman to the now-too-ugly-to-deserve-her man, I demanded my money. The man said that his son needed to pee and had to carry him to the bathroom. But they did not come out for quite a long time. Thus, I went into the bathroom to check things out. When the man saw me, he looked very frightened, while the little boy was crouching in a corner, weeping very sadly. By then, somehow, I have become the woman and I chided the man for making our son cry. But my boy refused to tell me the reason for his sorrow. Looking accusingly at the man, I pulled the boy into my arms and just held him there, until his weeping lessened. Then, he pointed a finger at the man and told me that the man was regretting offering all the money to the man who saved me and was actually plotting to kill him off. Outraged, I carried the boy out, entrusted him to my dark handsome savior whom I have already fallen for and was determined to kill my husband. Another sex change as I then become the dark handsome [haha] man and I promised to meet the woman at this Japanese hotel. I then sped off in my black convertible with the boy. Apparently, my car is like a homecoming pigeon that will always return to my side. I waited at the hotel for my new lover. I think we are all Japanese. When the woman finally turned up, he was in a [ugly] vertical striped kimono, together with an old woman. Apparently, she couldn't bear to leave her mother-in-law in the lurch after she managed to kill the man. Her kimono was stained with blood, but strangely, the blood stains were all on the red stripes of her kimono, but not on the white. [Is this weird or what? Red and white striped kimono -- what was I thinking??] The older woman was similarly clad in a red and white kimono. Staring coldly at the two of us, she cursed,"I will never forgive you. My son may be dead, but I will never forgive you." I forgot what actually happened, but we managed to save the old woman one more time. Angry that we saved her, the old woman cursed again,"I will never forgive you. Never." [Weirdo.] Then, as if in pain, she killed herself. Her blood once again stained her kimono, but now I don't remember if the blood got to the white stripes. Sighing, my woman and I [I have no idea what happened to the boy.] once again sets on our journey away from all these trouble in my [beautiful] black convertible. It was already dawn. As we drove along a beach, where a lot of couples were fishing[??], we passed a man, who caught a big lobster. I commented to the woman, "Hey, look, big lobster." [Stupid line, I know, but I am a man of few words. Haha..] It was then that the woman spoke and told me that we have to part, as she will forever be traumatised by this whole incident, knowing that she caused the death of her ex-husband and mother-in-law. She believed that we will never be able to find happiness. Then I went on the other irrelevant dreams. What kind of an ending is that?! Just when we were riding into the sunset in my black convertible too. |
| I wonder what happened to the money. |