What is the big fucking deal about going to St James Powerstation everyone? Seriously.

Shaking your boobs there, showing off your financial ability to open bottles after bottles of "poison", stick your face around there until the regulars clubbers start to address you as St James prince or princess?!

Is this your form of relaxation? Well, its lame ok. Totally no quality.

First of all, all thanks to your dumb financial contribution. St James is proudly listed in SGX. Trading at a miserable $0.175.

Secondly, you are killing your eardrums. The music sucks 90% of the time.

Thirdly, you are subjecting yourself to being murdered by some drunkard. Ok. It has not happened yet but I believe it will.

ALL, I AM SERIOUSLY PISSED AT MRS. LEW'S CONTINOUS PATRONISING OF THIS IRRITATING PLACE! I AM JUST BEING UNREASONABLE OK! I DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF YOU ALL THINK I AM STUPID.

MESSAGES TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE BEEN GOING THERE WITH HER. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE............ STOP JIO-ING HER ALONG. NOT EVEN FOR FAREWELL PARTIES OR BIRTHDAYS.


Mr Lew