I is teh happy. kthxbye.
This happened on last Friday. As I was driving back to the office after lunch, I stumbled upon a funny sight. Actually, I nearly ran over it.
I was talking with C. Lengus when somebody-who-looked-like-9* jumped out in front of me. I slammed on the brakes.
As the smoke cleared, I saw, to my amazement, it was 9! He was doing some fancy rabbit-kungfu-dancing move on the road. Hop, mouyengkiok, sashay and just like that, he disappeared. I rubbed my eyes.
Later I messaged the fella.
anttyk: Were you in damansara uptown just now for lunch?
9: Yes i was. Were u d one who tried 2 run me down? Hoh!
anttyk: Hahahaha. I thought it was you!!! What were you doing dancing in the streets?
9: The missus was in d boutique
anttyk: The wife was shopping and you were dancing? Strange…
9: I was on d way 2 stabaks lah. Wot u doing in uptown?
anttyk: I work there ler darling… 🙂
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* Get a nick that has proper alphabets ler brother, not just one number. People are easily confused.
Seekarlui told me this one and it made me laugh. You have to read it out loud, though…
What did the Pink Panther say when he accidentally stepped on an ant?
*Pink Panther tune* Dead ant, dead ant, dead ant dead ant dead ant dead ant, dead annnnttttt…
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What do you call a cow with no legs?
That funny girl, siaoyue woke up one fine morning and decided to volunteer as a polling agent for the Democratic Action Party.
And as expected, she forced me to come along.
Any snide remarks with regards to the hair and somebodee is gonna geta hurt real bad.
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PS: Despite my grumpy post above, the experience was an enlightening one. We didn’t get paid, but what we got in return was the opportunity to observe the election process from up close. Plus, we were involved in the vote counting.
And I thought having Mount Vesuvius stuck to my cheek was bad.
Boy was I wrong.
I woke up this morning earlier than usual, which is (errr…) 8.30 am.
Since I had to be in office by nine, I brushed my teeth, shaved quickly and changed into my Superman outfit.
I reached the office, and slowly ambled into the elevator. As I stood there, looking at the floor numbers going dododododododo… I began to realise that people around me were giving me strange looks.
Hmm. That was odd. Unperturbed, I shrugged this incident off and stepped into the office.
*four hours later*
I stepped into the washroom to err… wash my hands. I looked into the mirror.
In my rush this morning, I forgot to shave the other half of my mustache off…