Over the moon? Not so soon...

Don't answer these calls!

Beng sent out this alert:

People have been receiving calls from+375602605281, +37127913091, or some other number starting with a +375, or +371. One ring and and they hang up, leaving a missed call message. If you call back, it's one of those numbers that are charged $15-$30 and they can copy your contact list in 3 sec.

If you have bank or credit card details on your phone, they can copy that too. +375 is from Belarus and Afghanistan. 371 is the code for Latvia.

So, don't answer or call back!

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Oh no, it's mid-autumn again in near-equatorial Singapore!

Yes, it's that time of the year when ads galore promote mooncakes. Is this one a joke or what?...

Butt-shaped mooncakes?

 What's more, "there's no excuse not to cop a feel of our seasonal bestsellers"! So we are not expected to eat them? Just grope them? Wait, there's more...

   
The ad also features a trio of astronauts... adrift? Booted -- no, butted out -- of their spacecraft for daring to eat those butt-shaped mooncakes instead of just copping a feel? And is that the moon or earth below? All in, what a strange ad:

Nutritious mooncake?

Good for your butt, ie, making it more rounded, like the moon? Oh, but the ad promises... "Guilt-free indulgence has never been this simple"!

This 2006 AsiaOne story is headlined "Warning: 1,000 calories a mooncake":

http://wineanddine.asiaone.com/Wine%252CDine%2B%2526%2BUnwind/News/Food%2B%2526%2BWine/Story/A1Story20070901-23871.html

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This man is so hungry he'll eat an entire stall...

Reminds me of eateries I've seen ,such as "Kampong Chicken Eating House".

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Mati lah, this kind of mata mata?

Finally, there's this current throwback-to-the-1950s series on local TV...

Look at the still pic... one policewoman has her hands inside her pants (she's got a gun in there?), another is ramrod straight as if on the parade ground (or is she petrified?), and one cop has his arms folded. And this is supposed to be a face-off with a bunch of pai kia criminals who might be having armed henchmen lurking in the shadows?