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what my bro got me.

unable to hold in the suspense any longer, my bro gave me my farewell gift yesterday night. haha or maybe he decided to present it to me because my mum and i were bugging him the whole night to buy me an ipod. hm.but oh wells. here it is.

haha when i first saw it i thought was a frog. apparently, it's a sort of saving box where you can put the coin on the lever then wait for the lever to flip the coin into the frog looking thing. haha my bro tried to do a live demonstration and we waited in anticipation but somehow the coin managed to flip anywhere and everywhere but the mouth >.< so to end our torture watching him and his embarrassment, my bro had to shove the coin down the frog's throat.
after which he gave me a sheepish smile.
there you go.
haha but my bro insists that it's meant for other uses other than a modern variation of a piggy bank.he says that when im bothered by any problems when im in australia, i can write it down then flip it into the frog thingy's mouth as if throwing them away. aha though by the looks of it, i probably need to shove it down its throat if i ever want to get anything eaten up by the frog. my mum asked my bro if he thought that i will be really bored in australia to keep flipping coins and stuff:/
haha can you believe it. it's so retardedly cute.

but i like.ahhaa.

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