For those of you who didnt follow the boy's bus in the KL trip, here's a short story of what really happened...... ok... so there we were in the air-conditioned bus, all jolly and gay.........with Uncle Sam, our tour guide flapping his abonimable flabs in the front section of the bus, all the time trying to cover his erected ding-dongs............and Alex and i taking pictures of random people that we pass by on the busy KL street...............then, along passed an old indian man with his shiny bald head...........he saw us and waved at us, after knowing that we had taken a picture of him...........lol.........the bus rocked with ROFLs and LOLs.............Uncle Sam then asked me if i knew him..........then i replied '' sure....its Vijay''..................soon after, a series of events took place which forever changed our perspective towards Vijays.........i cut my hand in the bus, ppl start loosing stuff, i lost my camera, Leo lost his mind,but worse of all, Cikgu Danny lost his sence of style!...............from then on, any strange happenings were immediately identified as THE CURSE OF VIJAY!!! @.@ !!!from this, we all learnt a valuable lesson-never to call any old bald indian Vijay........................
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
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HAHA! Hamka ar.. Vijay!
How bout the one cho, u and i were in the game shop? den u go mimic wad that woman said.. haha
LOL..so unfair..sounds like as if the guys' bus is so much more fun than ours.....zzz..why they had to separate gal and boy?anymore stories abt in the bus..?
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