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This was posted in my Facebook wall on Mar 1, 2014. Here how the story goes,......
Tonight (after dinner)I know how she dragged rubbish nights. I asked Shakira to take the rubbish out. I heard she was mumbling and talking. I raised my voice slightly (pissed off angry) from inside the house..."Shakira, stopped talking to yourself....! (she has the habit of doing that-having conversation with herself). She replied, "I'm talking to the cockroaches. I do understand their language!"....duh? Sabor je......
So that's how the name Miss Cockroach stuck with my daughter...hehehe....
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