My tooth chipped on Saturday. Gigi saya serpih hari Sabtu lepas. I was enjoying the thick-cut fish crackers when a little piece decided to get in between my premolars. Nikmat betul saya mengunyah keropok tebal itu apabila…
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Errr, I was going to write this post in two languages alternately. But this is the farthest I think the bahasa part should go. It doesn’t sound right when it got to the word ‘apabila‘. Can we just pogedid?
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So my tooth chipped on Saturday when I was enjoying the thick-cut keropok Intan that was so fishy and addictive. It’s just a tiny bit, probably smaller than a quarter of the tooth and it’s just the surface.
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But guess what? My speech is now impaired because of that little chip! I started noticing it when I was on the phone with my Fruit of The Heart the other day. He could not make out half of what I was saying — my ‘s’ sound was just too airy. And my saliva, in 24 hours, is enough to fill up the fish pond that my family is now excavating for in the kampung.
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Oh no! I am turning into a lisper!
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Shhhayanggg, zhap lagi lepashhh zhumpa dentishhht I call you shhhemula, kay shhhayanggg? Yeshhh, I promishhh.
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Questa è Enida 
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