I Got It From My Mamak
will.i.am: "Baby, tell me where you got ya body from? Tell me where you got ya body from?"
Girls: "I got it from my mama, I got it from my mama."
After their hilarious takes on Don't Cha and Fast & Furious, I stumbled upon another JJ & Rudy "remix" - their very own spin on "I Got It From My Mama". It goes something along the lines of...
Rudy: "JJ, where'd you get your canai from?"
JJ: "Rudy, where'd you get your maggi from?"
Rudy: "JJ, where'd you get your tosai from?"
JJ: "Rudy, where'd you get your curry from?"
Together: "I got it from my mamak, I got it from my mamak."
Absolutely hilarious! XD
And the lyrics are spot-on too!
After flinging your four limbs from all sides at the club for hours, where's the best place to have your group post mortem? The mamak.
Where's the only place which is open 24 hours, ever-ready to satiate your appetite at any time of the day? The mamak.
Where's the best place for you pull an all-nighter chat session with your mates? The mamak.
So whether you're aware of it or not, mamak stalls have played pivotal roles in our life. I can't think of a Malaysian (that are currently not overseas) that has not made a trip to the mamak within the past 6 months.
From a foreigner's point of view, the sight of a mamak stall packed with people who congregate in groups of tens to watch a football match with servings after servings of roti telur and kopi kurang manis in the sweltering heat and humidity might appear rather bizzare. Add to that the fact that you'll find people of all ages (from teenagers to working professionals and senior citizens) and of all races (we Chinese love our mamak, no?) - and what you get is a melting pot with a unique experience that can't be replicated anywhere else in the world (imagine a place like Murni or Steven's Corner in London O.o). Should you have the chance to bring a foreigner to a mamak stall, do it! Whether (s)he likes it or not, it would be an experience from her visit to Malaysia that he won't forget.
Sometimes I can't help but think about how much of the mamak culture I've miseed out on when I was pursuing my pre-u studies at The Leys. Oh well.
Long live the mamak culture!
Shit.... I'm seriously craving for some kopi and cheese naan right now.... :|
Girls: "I got it from my mama, I got it from my mama."
After their hilarious takes on Don't Cha and Fast & Furious, I stumbled upon another JJ & Rudy "remix" - their very own spin on "I Got It From My Mama". It goes something along the lines of...
Rudy: "JJ, where'd you get your canai from?"
JJ: "Rudy, where'd you get your maggi from?"
Rudy: "JJ, where'd you get your tosai from?"
JJ: "Rudy, where'd you get your curry from?"
Together: "I got it from my mamak, I got it from my mamak."
Absolutely hilarious! XD
And the lyrics are spot-on too!
After flinging your four limbs from all sides at the club for hours, where's the best place to have your group post mortem? The mamak.
Where's the only place which is open 24 hours, ever-ready to satiate your appetite at any time of the day? The mamak.
Where's the best place for you pull an all-nighter chat session with your mates? The mamak.
So whether you're aware of it or not, mamak stalls have played pivotal roles in our life. I can't think of a Malaysian (that are currently not overseas) that has not made a trip to the mamak within the past 6 months.
From a foreigner's point of view, the sight of a mamak stall packed with people who congregate in groups of tens to watch a football match with servings after servings of roti telur and kopi kurang manis in the sweltering heat and humidity might appear rather bizzare. Add to that the fact that you'll find people of all ages (from teenagers to working professionals and senior citizens) and of all races (we Chinese love our mamak, no?) - and what you get is a melting pot with a unique experience that can't be replicated anywhere else in the world (imagine a place like Murni or Steven's Corner in London O.o). Should you have the chance to bring a foreigner to a mamak stall, do it! Whether (s)he likes it or not, it would be an experience from her visit to Malaysia that he won't forget.
Sometimes I can't help but think about how much of the mamak culture I've miseed out on when I was pursuing my pre-u studies at The Leys. Oh well.
Long live the mamak culture!
Shit.... I'm seriously craving for some kopi and cheese naan right now.... :|
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