wo shi zhu-_-

on friday night, i met up with the usual Friday kakis.
for once, karipop was there (i swear friday's date will be some 4D winning number soon) and after yumcha, karipop and me went over to buaya joey's house to bang his Proton Wira so he can change car earlier than expected pass him a chop that i collected on his behalf.

since it was new and everyone was feeling high and happy-_- i guess karipop and me were just happy over stupid jokes and free drinks by kelvin while buaya joey was high over his lovely MSN conversation with a *uh-hm* new target *laughs*

or maybe cause seeing buaya joey in his pyjamas in the middle of the road once i turned into his housing area triggered our funny bone. hahahahhaha :D he should really be some pyjamas mascot or something.

so....we all decided to play with the chop. i wanted to chop karipop's forehead. buaya joey was desperately asking us not to spoil his new chop and i was moving away from getting chopped on my thigh-_____________-

in the end of course, i lost *bleah* and got chopped on my right arm which i scrubbed damn hard until it turned red and yet there is a marking. for a brief moment, i felt like those pigs which are stamped and verified before they get slaughtered....


♥ ♥ proof from the past

to add on to this misery, (cause dahlarh im fat, can show the most look alike pig face, now the chop marking) i got onto buaya joey's car yesterday night for dinner just to hear him say.

"omg. what's that smell?"
"....what smell? i don't put any nice or weird smelling stuffs on me." i started to feel self-concious and sniffed my arm.
"you smell like sausages! now i feel like eating sausages!" he exclaimed suddenly before i could defend myself that no matter what i'm not budak bucuk(busuk) cause i took bath before he came.

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at that very moment, i don't know whether i should laugh or cry-_-!!!

welcome to my piggy moments. thanks for reading. please feel my "beh-tongness"