Based on genetics, half of the reason why I look so delicious is because of Nengkoy (my mother).  So if you hate the way I look, don’t blame me.  Blame my mother for giving me such a stunning set of RNA components and eye-catching DNA segments.

Though I am still a work in progress, I consider myself to be a mature, open-minded and caring human being.  But if you dislike me, don’t blame me.  Blame my mother because a big chunk of what I am today is the rearing that she gave me.

But if you like me (or at least don’t hate me that much), then let me thank my lovely mother.  Seriously, without Nengkoy, I’d probably be in some stinky gutter somewhere.

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Thank you Nengkoy for being such a beautiful human being.  And thank you for always thinking about me even though it sometimes makes you go bonkers and so loony. Hahaha!

Hapi Maders Dey Nengkoy!

I don’t want to expound but let me describe Nengkoy as a mother in one sentence.

 Nengkoy is the type of mother who would say she hates pizza if there are three people and only two mouthwatering palatable slices are available on the table.

I have been happily suffering from grandeur delusion believing that I have legions of devoted fans.  Getting nutty or not, one thing is for real, my biggest fan will always be my mother.  There are no ifs or buts about it.  And because of what I quoted above, the feeling of course is mutual.

Happy Mother’s Day Nengkoy!!!

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