i met rahimah rahim last two days.
she dropped by my house on hari raya haji for no reason and the next thing i knew she was singing 'nobody's home' on my karaoke set.
oh, i could see her pocket stuffed with nuts. idiot took it off my cabinet.
she was also giving out her model agency namecards to my relative.
she swears that company gives good photoshoots of her holding a Big Gulp for 7-11.
her next project is at jean yip slimming salon, probably the next ambassador after olinda.
she tells me to tell you guys that she's a big fan of paul twohill.
but she wants him to return her, her black glove so she can practice better hygene when feeding the cats under my blk.