Going to Barbie's

I cannot remember why I brought the girls to the Mid-Valley's Barbie store as it was a 'forbidden' place. I can't even remember if I drove them there or we walked. Heck, I can't even remember if I spent the money or not....

Actually, to tell you the truth, I can't remember the actual reason why I brought them there since by the time I posted this (30.04.2012) I have completely forgotten what it was all about.

All I can remember is treating the girls to some pastry and drinks

Yep, this looks familiar. I am such a cheapskate...

And Kristine knows it

Only had enough for one drink too...

Anyway, in the store, I had to be the bad guy, not letting them buy what their whims desired

But eventually, got them we did. Except I can't remember what...

Do you trust Mr. Pinkie?

All the time when my finger was in there, I have the impression that the booger is big, sticky and is about to block the nostril. I waited for this opportunity to take a photo to see what it was like when the same feeling came again, as reported by my pinkie.

Apparently, my pinkie was exaggerating because although I felt it, I can't see it. As punishment, Mr. Pinkie will not be meeting Ms. Earwax or Mrs. Belly Button tonight.