She may look to be on the verge of crying but Chef Aoy is a kisser.
And she worked the tongue longer than usual, her Moneyball in setting up the Holey Artisan Bakery right where the Phantom Biker tripped near the Bangkokian Museum many Saturdays ago.
There, she plays the Hunger of the curious with a menu of Aling Inday's pork barbecue on Tuesdays, Sr. Pedro's litsong manok on Thursdays, a Craftsman's lechon on Fridays, and a Saturday birthday special of kinilaw na bangus at kambing.
Her cry baby noodles made the visiting Oakland Athletics bawl like lost cows chanting the sabermetric method that inspired David Koresh to reimagine Waco, the American Apocalypse, in an affluent neighborhood of Gulshan Thana.
Then a loud RRR!, like tricycle engines revving up in Bakal 2 and the sound of a broken quick-release axle as Bheem and Raju's combined superpowers tried to rescue Faraaz.
The fake blondes of Cabanatuan were snubbed but the Phantom Biker didn't care as hellfire descended upon the bike trails of the second cropping season...
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