Coffee and fried vermicelli.
i’m never good at numbers except for remembering a few birthdays. At the cake shop today, the lady asked how many candles do i need for the cake and i mumbled 1944... yes, i always had to do this little mental calculation when asked about age (even for myself!). She took a calculator and started tapping on the buttons. i thought she was doing the maths for me but when i reached home, i realised she had given me 4 big and 4 small candles. Haha!
Happy Birthday Dad!
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