Whenever I had an argument with my dad, he used to say that he did his best to raise me but my head is still full of shit. One day, the shit came out of my head and sat itself on my head, calling itself Phu Phu. Yes, it is stinky and insignificant, but it is also my alter ego that shatters my naivety. Chu Chu and Phu Phu pose each other questions that may sound insignificant but are forever recurring in life.