I Hate Cendol.

I Hate Cendol.

I don't care what you think and my decision is final.

I respect your taste preference but don't belanja me to cendol. seriously.

And some tips for you cendol-lovers out there: Don't go to those cheap stores. Seriously. I was at one yesterday and the incident and images have probably scarred me for life. (Scarred. And scared too.)

If you were wondering why I was eating cendol although I hated it, here's your answer: I was forced to go there and I had to order something -_-".

And for you brave people out there I have taken photos of what was in my (probably) last cendol I would ever have.

If you can see clearly, it's a hair strand (not so normal part) attached to some kind of -shudder- meat?(Abnormality Rank AA. Absolutely Abnormal.) Maybe a piece of the chef's mind (not funny.) or a part of his head. Ugh. Lucky me for not EATING it.

IT WAS DANGLING FROM THE STRAND OF HAIR!! Maybe it IS part of his head. Bleah. =.="

Well anyway I might have just spoiled half of my readers appetite with just this photo. Don't worry though I have another photo from another angle.

I wouldn't post the name of the shop coz they might sue me for destroying their way of income but they should at least get some kind of hair net or something right? RIGHT?! O.O

I don't like cendol anymore. Not before, not now, never.

-throws the dangling meat thingie at you-