Note to everyone: If you go to Malaysia and bring me back durian chocolates, we will no longer be friends.
If you want to see something funny, take me to Fubonn when they have durian in stock. I really, really, REALLY hate it. I can smell it across the store, I swear! Okay, so it’s probably psychosomatic, and you can call me gaijin all you freakin’ want, but… gah. Durian. Ew. Yuck. NO!