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| Thursday, February 02, 2006 |
| pwned by a bimbo |
I was pwned by a bimbo. I never thought the day would arrive, yet it has. As fortune would have it, this monumental occasion occurs just days after I start a blog. The world is a funny place indeed. It seems painfully obvious that the fates want me to publicise this immensely humiliating moment.
First, let's name the bimbo in question.
Her name is Lavinia. Or Lavi, for short. Or Lav-Lav. I mostly just call her "oi". Some people call her lavatory when irritated with her. Which I am at this point. So for this post, she shall henceforth be known as Lavatory. Here she is, running in her bimbotic way, trying to do a Baywatch-style jog, with a thoroughly bimbotic expression on her face. Pamela Anderson she ain't. Looks-wise. Brains-wise, maybe. Then again, good ol' juggly jumpy jumbo jugs might be smarter. It IS a funny ol' world.
Anyhoo. Enough slamming her or her mom might run me over with her white proton wira. Then shift into reverse. WDsomething 3028 FTW *bonk* Drive *donk* Reverse *ge-de-bonk* etc...
What conspired to happen was, after convincing Han Nien that he's a horrible friend if he doesn't go see our last remaining IMU batchmate off (not counting me, the Bmeds, and Sam), AND getting him to drive, we left for KLIA expecting to reach there about 820pm. I had called dear Lavatory earlier and she said she's only going into the gate at 845pm. So ok lah.
At 810, Lavatory calls
"Eh wei jin where are you?"
"uhm, on the way lah. why?"
"I need to go into the gate now!"
"WHAT?? But I thought you said 845??"
"yah I know, but I have to go in now!!"
We begged her highness miss merry prancing dancer to wait. She condescends to do so.
815 pm, HHMMPD calls again.
"where are you wei jin??"
"we just passed the toll gate, wait a while lah!"
"how much time do you need?"
"uhm 5 to 10 minutes lah..."
"ok ok 5 minutes!"
820 pm, with hn's old wira coughing and wheezing, we reached the outskirts of the terminal. HHMMPD calls yet again, sounding like a constipated old lady.
"wei jin, I have to in NOW!"
"arghh... k lah k lah. Go in lah!"
We say our goodbyes, she speakes to hn for a bit, he says bye bye, she puts the phone down, and hn and I make a U-turn and head back to KL... me having rushed from KL where I was having a drink with some friends and Jaclyn Victor, would you believe it, spending in total an hour plus on the road, missing dinner, and hn missing a WoW raid.
The sacifices we made does not end there. While speeding to KLIA, hn's car makes some weird coughing, stuttering noises. We squint at the bonnet, hoping that the matte black paint will suddenly become transparent and we can see what's going on inside.
KLUNK
yeah. klunk. something falls out of his engine, with that exact sound. klunk. We see the klunk-ee in the rear view mirror as it rolls about happily, celebrating it's liberation. We can almost hear it going "whoopee!!!". The car behind dodges round the klunk-ee, brakes screeching, horn honking, middle finger waving. We have yet to figure out what it is, but must be something to with the aircon cause after that the airconditioning no longer blows cold air but weird warm dank musky smelling air. hmmm.
I shall end this post with another picture of dear HHMMPD Lavatory.
Can you see the little bit of elbow poking out from under the sheets? Yeah, this is a particularly scandalous photo of Lavatory and her man at Damai beach resort. hoHO. And her shirt says "i love wei jin, he's so cute." You gotta squint a bit, look at it from about 72.36 degrees, turn down the lights a bit, but yeah, it says that.
In the spirit of true friendship though, I'll throw in some other photos besides the ugliest ones of her available.
pwned by a bimbo~! |
posted by theycallmecruel @ 6:59 PM  |
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