Women’s Gossips
Two colleagues are happily chatting over the water dispenser when…
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Micheal: *move his hips around as he adjust his groin* yap yap yapidy yap yap
Samantha: *eyes wide open staring at his gesture* What… are you doin?
Micheal: What?
Samantha: Your hand. What are they doing?
Micheal: *blush* oh. Sorry. *drop his hands to the side*
Samantha: Gawd. hmph … *continue the previous topic to save embarassment*
…
… next day. In a supermarket.
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Micheal: Hey… shopping huh? This is my wife, Cherene.
Samantha: Oh hi Cherene, hey Mic, yeh we came shopping. This is my best pal i’ve been telling you about – Amy. Amy, this is Micheal.
Micheal: *offers a hand shake*
Amy: Er… *smile uncomfortably* I… er… I’m practising bowing for my trip to japan. *bow quickly*
Micheal: oh, okay. *bow*
Samantha: uh, we’d better get on our way. Bye Micheal, Cherene. *smile awkwardly*
(two steps after Samantha and Amy walk away, both burst out laughing)
Who’s Patrick Teoh
In front of the TV.
M: *points at TV excitedly* Eh, that’s Patrick Teoh right? So long never see him dee
Z: *joins in excitement for no obvious reason* ah, yes lah hor, looks alot like him.
W: huh? eh, who’s Patrick Teoh.
M: There, the one who hosted the ghost story on radio last time.
W: huh?? got people tell ghost stories on radio one meh?
Z: Got. he’s got a sexaaay voice. *blinks dreamily*
W: ring no bell leh.
M: haiyor, you lah, always listen to hits.fm only. Never listen to other stations. That’s why la.
Z: Eh, please la, i oso tune in to hitz and fly, but I still know who’s Patrick Teoh. This is called GENERAL KNOWLEDGE hor! *rolls eye*
W: at least I dun listen to aunty radio stations. *smiles evilly*
M: hmph…
Z: *interrupt any possible argument* There! the clorets advertisement one, you know? the one who suck clorets with his throat and not his toungue one?
W: *thinks for 5 seconds* OHHHH… him hor!
Z, M: -___-”
Saujana Resort Buffet
Okaay, I know I’m almost 70kg with only 165cm tall, and that i’m considered REALLY overweighted.
Live to eat makes more sense than eat to live.
I can hardly fit into size XL and I’m seriously feeling inconfident when it comes to how I look.
I just don’t know why all these thoughts never occur to me whenever somebody asks me to come along to a buffet. I really gotta stick to my diet STRICTLY, even when someone threatened offered to treat me to a buffet.
All said, it wasn’t a REAL guilty indulgence. Saujana’s buffet was cool. They have chocolate fondue. Haaa… how cool is that? And LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTS of fresh oyster. FREE FLOW. (well, ofcos you have to pay before you get these free flow of fresh oyster – buffet ma, or else why izit called buffet)
We had a reservation. Will and I were the first few to be there. I felt so embarassed to snap some when the waiters and waitress are basically eyeing on me suspiciously, so, basically, i missed taking the buffet table’s view.
We were comfortably snugged at one hidden corner of Suria Cafe, where the buffet is held.
Taken from our seat
I had TONNES of oyster for a starter… ofcos. *grins innocently*
Sorry la, I finished it all dee. All you get is the shell only
Thing is, they have bread of all kinds, DELICIOUS bread but no mushroom soup. -.- how odd.
To, to satisfy my craving for something liquid, I went for the tomyum.
Not sour enough. *disappointed*
I took some cheezed mussels, baked chicken, braised mutton, mutton curry, AAAND PAPADUM. kekeke… I know you must be thinking “hoicjiojio, you can get papadum anywhere.”. My favourite eh. Dun stop me.
Main dish. Spot the papadum? *grins*
I had an all chocolate dessert – Chocolate Fudge, Chocolate Brownies, Chocolate Mousse, Chocolate IceCream topped with chocolate chips, Chocolate dipped strawberries. Kekeke…
The chocolate brownies are oooooooooooo-la-la-ly nice. It melts in your mouth like cocoa powder.
Oh holy guiltiness
Will’s dessert
So… after you’re done inducing CALORIES and FATS into your system, what do you need to do to get it off?
Hint: Camwhoring.
sit and smile?
TRY to climb a tree?
Bridge climbing then?
TRY to keep a balance sitting on a horizontal pole>
Or taking photos around.
You decide.
Don’t DON’T pray pray ha
Dun forget to pray around when you’re playing in the dark. Yeh, call me superstitious but I’m always like that after an event of scary movie forced on me.
Shame on you, Michelle, for making me a scady cat. This time, for duno how long.
