For the non-Malay speaking readers of mine, babat means fatty-bom-bom, which is me. I can’t be bothered to blog today as work is piling up, so I’ll post a recent photo of me running.
Yes this Uncle is still running, not competitively of course. I was sprinting just for the fun of it. Don’t be fooled by the picture itself, I wasn’t first, but was trashed by my training mates who were ahead of me, and not in the photo below of course.
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I was raised on classic rock and ballads, so forgive me if I'm not quite the trance, house music kinda guy. I can't sing, but I can croak, and yes I do take request, only for that special one. My life story is revealed in details with spunky disposition at this personal blog of mine. I'd like to meet honest people who are fun, outgoing, upfront and not stressed! People with clean bathroom, tree huggers will be given higher priority and more attention of course.
