'this is what i called love'

the angmoh uncle said

well.. sheltering under the pitter patter of the rain, under a not-so-useful sweater. but then, beneath the chilly water and wind was the warmth.

=)

ah.. i want to walk in the rain w/o brella again.

-love is in a passion, love is in french kiss-

(if i dont remember wrongly. one of the tagline of the grp's resturant next wk. nice)