Tell Me What You Want, What You Really Really Want!

HOPS on the car, end of the day.
Bunster: Hey, I so so so so want to fried chicken. I can see it. I am so hungry. But so fat hor.
Aung: Ok lah, so what you want? The KFC type ? We swing and eat it lah before we go serangoon.
Bunster: But so late already leh, i want to see Mao. Maybe we tabao a spring chicken home lah? Today mom cook glutinious rice with mee goreng. Sian hor. Need meat right?
Aung: Hey, Mos Burger fried chicken lah. Nice right. You like it.
Bunster: Yeah, that picture hor got fly pass my mind. You so smart hor.
Aung: Of cos, I know what my rabbit wants.
Bunster: But have to dash to Mao leh. I miss my son.
Aung: Ok lah, we go home lah.
Bunster: Spring chicken lah. Should I huh? So fat hor - then hor, WenXin is sick leh, my mom say cannot buy home leh, wait she eat. How?
Aung: Eat already then go home lah
Bunster: Huh, like that hor go home very full liao leh... Oh, my mom says buy newspaper for her. Raining lah.
Aung: Ok
Bunster: So we swing by the coffeeshop carpark lah, then we go buy the stuffs
Aung: No lah, I will go buy the things lah, you go home and save your son
Bunster: Raining leh, you sure?
Aung: I got umbrella what
Bunster: Ok post letters for me too can?
Aung: Huh, not same direction leh
Bunster: sigh... ok lor
Aung: Give it to me lah. I post for you
Bunster: Really! So nice!
Aung: Of cos! Say you love me? Give me a kiss!
Bunster: Yeah. Kiss you.

Bunster hopped off the car. Got home. Hugged Mao. After 10 mins. Aung got back.

Bunster: Huh? How come only got newspaper? Where's my fried chicken?
Aung: You got say want fried chicken meh?
Bunster: ^*&^&%^$$^$%##^%^*&(*)*^&%^#%@$