Kang tao.

Bus 67, upon hitting the stop near us, goes on for at least another seventy stops. Seventy! That's more tees than one bus should take. Did the bus route planner have a deathly fear of incontinence? And, seventy stops later, it's still nowhere near its terminal, which is Choa Chu Kang. Choa Chu Kang. What a shithole. Of all the Kangs, fuck this one in particular.