Pui Yee & JT, the latecomers. Don't feel bad, Pui, how could we have let you stand at the end of the line?
(I was trying to snap a picture of Batman there, wearing the same T-shirt that Margaret almost wore.)
(I was trying to snap a picture of Batman there, wearing the same T-shirt that Margaret almost wore.)
Margaret found herself a little French girl.
Alice (?) wouldn't let go of Margaret, and her parents were so cute.
Although we were surprised they just let her go with a stranger like that.
Alice (?) wouldn't let go of Margaret, and her parents were so cute.
Although we were surprised they just let her go with a stranger like that.
JT, measuring his height with this machine that compares it with the height of famous buildings.
They made him 188 cm - what a fake. I measured myself against Jin Mao Building and they made me shorter, too!
They made him 188 cm - what a fake. I measured myself against Jin Mao Building and they made me shorter, too!
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Omigosh, buffet steamboat at Yuen's that night was the hardest I'd laughed in forever. My chest was aching and I thought I'd go into cardiac arrest plus I wasn't breathing. They had a sign saying they charge RM6 for every 100g of food that's wasted. So we went wild with suggestions on how to get rid of our food without them noticing.
Things like scooping out the prawns and crabs and breaking them into parts (severing off the prawn's head) and then spreading out the separated pieces onto different plates like they were remnants of a meal. We each tried to eat a mango slice but it was so hard and dry and tasted like... cardboard (assuming cardboard is tasteless). I suggested camouflaging them by placing them strategically on the yellow tablecloth.
Other tactics like sticking food that matched our clothes colours onto our clothes. Or hiding food bits in bowls of soup. Or stuffing your mouth full of food and spitting it out in the toilet bowl. To our horror, when we went to pay the bill, there were CCTVs all over behind the counter. Watching us all along.
And we saw Batman number 2! We seriously thought it was the same guy from the Skybridge at first and I really wanted to say hi. Luckily I realized in time that it wasn't him. What a popular T-shirt.
And even funnier, we took an exit onto the Federal Highway, drove around lost but confidently and came back onto a main road where Robin started clapping because he thought we'd evaded a toll. Actually we were back on the exact same spot we started except in the opposite direction. I think I got abs from laughing so hard.
Omigosh, buffet steamboat at Yuen's that night was the hardest I'd laughed in forever. My chest was aching and I thought I'd go into cardiac arrest plus I wasn't breathing. They had a sign saying they charge RM6 for every 100g of food that's wasted. So we went wild with suggestions on how to get rid of our food without them noticing.
Things like scooping out the prawns and crabs and breaking them into parts (severing off the prawn's head) and then spreading out the separated pieces onto different plates like they were remnants of a meal. We each tried to eat a mango slice but it was so hard and dry and tasted like... cardboard (assuming cardboard is tasteless). I suggested camouflaging them by placing them strategically on the yellow tablecloth.
Other tactics like sticking food that matched our clothes colours onto our clothes. Or hiding food bits in bowls of soup. Or stuffing your mouth full of food and spitting it out in the toilet bowl. To our horror, when we went to pay the bill, there were CCTVs all over behind the counter. Watching us all along.
And we saw Batman number 2! We seriously thought it was the same guy from the Skybridge at first and I really wanted to say hi. Luckily I realized in time that it wasn't him. What a popular T-shirt.
And even funnier, we took an exit onto the Federal Highway, drove around lost but confidently and came back onto a main road where Robin started clapping because he thought we'd evaded a toll. Actually we were back on the exact same spot we started except in the opposite direction. I think I got abs from laughing so hard.
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