The 周末 - II

The Weekend - II
*updated with pics

Hah! 1st, allow me to explain my last post. I was drunk that night. I know, i know. Why take all the trouble to log in and write a post eh? Well, lemme re-establish the fact that this place is really the shythole i claim it to be. Really. There's nothing much one could do when left all alone here. (friend left me alone with his comp fer a bit while they're sendin the rest home, :p)


That sunday night wasnt that bad tho. It compensated to the lousy week i had, with great company of friends, great activities, great drinkin session, and hey, i even learnt that people - most people in Quanzhdong, China eat almost anything. Girraffes, elephants, bats, cats, dogs, snakes, crocs, pig hooves? and a lot mo. Oh and they can even finish a whole chicken drumstick with no remains. Empty plate, No bones, no nothing! Nada!

Earlier that Sunday, we had the traditional aussie barbie,minus the aussies, followed by an intense game of basketball and twas 'The Cri' for the evening. Now, lemme tell you sumthing about 'The Cri';
I've heard alot about it over the past 1 1/2 years i've been here but have not visited the place, not until last Sunday. 'The Cri' may look like any other pub, with outdoor settings aplenty, pool tables and all that comes along with a pub but, ah, it's foolish to simply assume so, for this pub offers an extra, a bonus. A WET TEE Sunday!




Wet Tee Sunday = whole buncha peeps from all corners of this shythole, packin in a confined space, hungry for some action. Lady volunteers from the floor gets up on stage, gets wet, yummilicious-es herself, strip teases(if they want too only), leaving many, many happy blokes cheering! You may ask, why in the bee geez would any chic wanna go up on stage and parade themselves in sucha manner? Well, here's why;

1. Wild ladies all boozed up. Need i say mo?

2. The winner, judging from the cheers generated from the crowd, takes home a hefty 700AUD, runner-up wins 200AUD.... i think....

The winner that night was some hottie with great moves and a helluva great tits! She fckin deserved that win.



Headed home after that awesome experience, stocked up on booze, gathered up mo buddies, and the night indefinitely began!..






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oooooooh. first time posting wen i'm sooooooooooooooodrunkkk
ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh awesimenessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssaolchpl is soooooo much fun ,...........
okie ffel like pukjikjg fy

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Blu Ars'd FC

If u are already on Facebook, u'd know how bad many app. can get. This one here i'd say is worth worth the add(Premier Football). Will update soon.
Gotta run now,



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Superimpose Me With 'Me'

Twas the fckin dream i tell u! It screwd me up, inside out. Just wen i thot life was goin ok, the tinkers popped outta nowhere and made a mess in mi head. Now, here i am watchin the new me peeling right off, exposing the measly ol' me.

Ah, fck all that. Imma gettin miself a brand new me.



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Some Things Money/MasterCard Can't Buy!

This, i ripped of Frensta bulletin. Thot twas agood enuff read.

A husband wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table. "Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to go grocery shopping. Love You!"

Totally shocked with the note, he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. He asks, "Son, what happened last night?" His son says, "Well, you came home around 3 AM, drunk and delirious. Broke some crockery, puked in the hall, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door". Confused, the man asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me? I should expect a big quarrel with her!"

His son replies, "Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your clothes n shoes off, you said,

"LADY, LEAVE ME ALONE! I'M MARRIED!"


Moral
Self-induced hangover - $ 400.00
Broken crockery - $ 800.00
Breakfast - $ 10.00
Saying the Right Thing While Drunk – "PRICELESS "

There are truly some things that both money and Mastercard can't buy.



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My Ding-A-Ling

"My Ding-A-Ling, my Ding-A-Ling, won't you play with my Ding-A-Ling"

Today's post, is nuthing short of a funny coincidence - to me at least, considering the occurrences over the week.

Do listen to this song. It's no letdown. Mi word on that! Oohh.. and be wary that this number topd the charts fer abit back in the days.

C'mon now, lets all sing along,

When I was a little bitty boy, my grandmother bought me a cute little toy.
Silver bells hangin' on a string. She told me it was my ding a ling.

My ding a ling, my ding a ling. I want to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling. I want to play with my ding a ling.

And then mother took me to Grammer School, but I stopped all in the vestibule.
Every time that bell would ring, catched me playin' with my ding a ling.

Once I was climbing the garden wall, I slipped and had a terrible fall.
I fell so hard I heard bells ring, but held on to my ding a ling.

Once I was swimming cross Turtle creek, many snappers all around my feet.
Sure was hard swimming cross that thing, with both hands holdin' my ding a ling.

This here song it ain't so sad, the cutest little song you ever had.
Those of you who will not sing, you must be playin' with your own ding a ling.

My ding a ling Your ding a ling, your ding a ling.

We saw you playin' with your ding a ling
My ding a ling, everybody sing, I want to play with my ding a ling!!


Trivia - off wiki :

According to the flip side of "My Ding-a-Ling" (a live version of "Johnny B. Goode"), the crowd refused to leave the Locarno ballroom after Berry's performance, as they demanded an encore. The public address announcer told the crowd that the next act, Pink Floyd, could not perform until the ballroom was cleared.

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The 周末

It was nothin short of awesomeness! Really. It has to be one of the best weekends i had, here in this shythole, EVER.

The Weekend,

Food
Love the food. Kudos to chief chef, Chef Kian. Ooh, n news for u guys, notice the title? Nope, aint turnin chinese by just eating yur dishes. Huat's lappie had sum chinese font thing installed, and every time i hit that shift key, the font turns chinese, and i thot, why not? Lets go with a chinese tittle.
Note to chief chef: Tonite's fish curry, yummilicious!!

Basketball And Socca

I sucked at basketball yesterday - even more than how i usually sucked. But ye, not givin it up just yet, not gonna let mi fellow mates dwarf me with their awesomness skills. Soccer, on the other hand, i can say, is somethin i am definitely better at. Am not quite the foot magician i was once, but ye, LOVe socca!

Drinkin Party
Twas most prolly the hi-lite of this awesome weekend. We played the 'ThumbMaster', an awesome drinkin game. 5 mins into the game, we had our 1st casualty, thx to Ken. Everything seemed so funny that night. Everything. It was just nice to see, be around everyone of mi mates being crazy, gigglin and laffin like fucks all thru the night. AWESOME!!


Cho Tai Ti - Big 2
I ranked in 2nd today! Ah. Eat that, bitches!!

Wank Galore

Wanked 5 times to a sexy voice on the phone this weekend. Ahh, twas sheer fun. Nuff said on that.


Sighs.
Back to hittin the books now.




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For Ken And His Readers

This post is for Can and his avid 'V-posts' readers.

Ey, Ken, i can do 1 better. A step by step on how to do the Japanese 'kawayee' shyt.







Thevan is. Lethargic. Mentally exhausted. Recoverin.


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