so get this, mummy and verr pick me up from yck mrt, we're right outside begonia, about to turn in when tokyo drift fast & furious starts playing on the radio.

verr: "hey vicks, your song!" (or something to that effect)

me: takes off earphones, upon realising what's on the radio. leans forward and turns the volume up up up.

mum: shoots me a disapproving look, but from the corner of my eye, she's secretly smirking.

me: starts dancing/jigging about, and trying to get verr and mum to jig with me.

one of the teriyaki boyz starts rapping in (pretty strong) japanese-accented english.

mum: is he from india?

verr and i: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

me: mummy! they're the T-E-R-I-Y-A-K-I B-O-Y-Z. they're from (i pause, catching myself in time, before i almost say 'teriyaki') JAPAN!

mum: how am i supposed to know?

gringringrin.