Received My BIG Nuffnang Cheque Again!

It’s that time of the year again. And no, it’s not the deadline for you to pay up your taxes although vincephilosophy.com will like to bring you a gentle reminder to blardy pay up your taxes so the blardy government can blardy fix the blardy road and blardy streetlights. A blardy thank you. Now back to the show.

As a Nuffnanger, I anticipate the arrival of this day more than I anticipate that of Chinese New Year. Yes, today is the day I receive my Nuffnang paycheck! And it’s a BIG one some more. I show you how different is this one day as opposed to the 15 days of Lunar New Year.

Seriously, during that 15 days duration of CNY, I had to locomote from houses to houses; put up a smile; carry 2 undersized oranges in my hands and bow to adults whilst hailing out phrases like “Gong Xi Fa Chai, May You Have More Business This Year, May Your Health Be Like Dragon And Horses etc.” in return for an angpau packet worth RM2 (sometimes God forbid, only RM1).

On the other hand, this one special day where the mailman drops that envelope containing my cheque courtesy of Nuffnang into my mailbox, I was only required to walk out of my house door, to the box and retrieve the mail. And that’s about it.

No going around clutching my fists together and wishing people ten thousand good lucks, no driving around in the horrendous CNY traffic jam just so I could go pay a visit to my granduncle’s cousin’s daughter’s nephew’s god-brother house and of course, no worrying that my angpau collection of the day will go missing within that 3 rounds of Blackjack with some pathetic gambler cousins.

Well, although it’s just a humble sum. But it sure meant a lot to me.

As a sign of gratitude, Imma post lots and lots of camwhore photographs of myself with the much talked-about Nuffnang cheque.

I love my cheque.

Still loving my cheque.

Loving it like I just got engaged to it.

Never loved it so much.

Yeap, really loving it.

LOVED IT! FIVE FREAKING HUNDRED!

Yeah I love it so much that the law required me take a mug-shot with it.

And the renowned Nuffnang shout-out pose. Yabadabanuffffffffnang.

Oh well, if you are thinking of asking me for a loan, requesting a meal from me or just wanna tell me your birthday is near, I’d suggest you forward your application to my personal assistant Lord Lulu, an orang-utan from the nearby orang-utan sanctuary in Sabah. He will get back to you as soon as he finished mating.

Anyhoos, a big thank you to Nuffnang for this piece of paper you gave me.

Let’s hope I receive a bigger one next year ya. If can, 4 digits one ah, Boss. No pressure. *wink wink*

p.s. I is vain. I is don’t care. You can go fly kite. I can go buy clothes that are nice nice. Blek.