tonite at the airport, my mum, uncle, cousin and i were seeing my grandmother off. while we were waiting for her flight, my uncle revealed this hilariously horrifying hidden talent of being able to continuously burp for like, ever. first, he stood innocently at the side of the departure gate and burped at everyone who went past. then while we were walking he'd burp at the people in front of us, causing them to whip around with a disgusted/weirded out look on their face (note: my uncle would look around, smiling innocently while the horrified people were trying to figure out what the fuck was happening). my uncle would also randomly burp when walking past people, looking straight ahead and grinning, really proud of himself.
i believe this is the best visual summary of my uncle in his entirety:
the son who is his father well in the making:
(ok so i was sort of squishing his face in this picture..)
a good idea of how the random burping smile looked:
lam lam and his favourite cousin =)
the mother (got teapot pointin at her):
hope to win the pulitzer this year with tonight's zinger cover story.