Kenak kau ijo? 

How on Earth would people would know that the freaking seat is taken? Did you leave your bag there? No. Did you leave anything on the ****ing chair? NO. Meh I’m cool with that. I was taught how to be polite, while some people don’t know how to treat people around them properly, politely.

Well, talking about ijo (Green), I have a short story about it.

Things started when this little boy decided to eat some food that his mom bought in some store or whatever. No this aint hulk, my friend. When this boy started chewing the “so called food”, something ijo came out [insert adjective here] from it, sort of like melts in his mouth, dripped a little from his mouth, and to the floor. Few seconds later he noticed that ijo thingy on the floor and started licking it. YES. LICKING THE FUCKING GREEN STUFF ON THE FLOOR. THAT DISGUSTING GREEN THING, ON THE FLOOR! Pretty sure that emphasis was sufficient…

Later that day, he kindda told his mom what he did and his mom was acting all cool, and stuff…

Meanwhile…

Ijo is in his stomach. Somehow ijo managed to resist the powerful, strong, magnificent gastric acid in the boy’s stomach. Yeah, it flowed to the antrum, goes to duodenum, then jejenum, ileum, colon, to the rectum and anus in like, 4-5 hours. No, it wasn’t digested nor absorbed by the body.

The end.

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