Chewy Chews (Dec25)

That’s a surprise down there. Very Singaporean. Chewy Cs, hey? Check the franchise next time yr passing, likely it’s the same guy who does the massage chairs beside the escalators in the malls here, the candy-coloured office pods by the pissoires at the train stations. There’s a pavement OJ machine with greenish fruit stacked behind the plastic everywhere on the streets here. Convenience galore. Presumably the machine first pierces the orb, then crushes the FFF outta it and the juice collects in vacuum seal styrofoam, sheathed straw beside the smiley. Forget how much, $5 - 6. Nutrition details, sun-kissed goodness; &etc. Dads show toddlers how. See, the coins go in the slot, here. On yr tippy toes. Notes, here. Don’t get yr fingers caught… Gives ‘em a head start on competitors in the tussle for the select schools too. Vitamins for growing tots. Might be a tune laid on to cover the grinding / whirring within. Catty Helen in the front room of the house gets her feed from a boutique supplier who sources in Belgium. Discerning & responsible owners would never stoop to those Chews from dispenser malarkey. Looking forward to a Prof. of Life Writing at East Anglia shortly about to publish a book on the cat craze of the early C21st. No great mystery: gotta get yer loving. Gimme some lovin’. Gimme some lovin’. EVE—RY day… IJOOZ. Took a closer look yesterday at Peace Centre, Selegie Road. Thought it might have had a third O. Robotics are raging here like wildfire, teeming like the monsoonal rains. The corps have been programming the workforces some decades now. Lad was just filling her up at Selegie, fairly flinging pairs of the orbs into the upper shelf of the unit, good half still green. On what they was payin’ him, you could forgive it. Matter of time before someone loads it with grenades & clusters, esp with everything on the screens.