In my pre-k class, they played Moonlight Sonata every day during naptime. I was the only kid in class who just didn't nap. I wasn't sleepy, and couldn't understand why they forced me to lay on a foam mat and stay silent for what seemed like an eternity. I grew to loathe Moonlight Sonata, because it signified torture to me. I think, in my subconscious, somewhere, this video redeemed the song a little bit.

Someone was listening to "Who Let the Dogs Out?". Ha.

In my hometown of Key West, FL, there are wild roaming chickens all over town. Like hundreds of them. And, for some reason, there are always at least a dozen or so in the KFC parking lot. Also wild iguanas, but that's a different story.

Right. T-Shirt. I knew that. Because I read the instructions.
Body Tux. Medium. I certainly hope it only comes in men's.

He naps in public
Sometimes a dangerous art:
Fake narcolepsy.

I know Haikus are Japanese, not Singaporean. I just felt inspired. :)
2GB luggage tag flash drive. Black.