Friday, February 23, 2007
Hei Dian part II
Ooo YEAH!
Lets continue with the story.
Yep.
So I was sitting on a bed which cheryl was lying on.
Our curtain was only half closed, so we had a view of a lady walking to the door holding out a pair of black shorts.
Boxer shorts thingy.
Then we heard an intriguing convo:
A: Why you give that shorts? He too fat already! Cannot wear one. Just use the towel cover.
B: Mumblemumble
A: Ask him wear his own underwear then you cover with towel lah
B: grumblegrumble
A: Just cover with towel lah.
Us: 0.o o.0 0.0 wts/h/f?!
A moment later, we heard this uh... Obscene WET SMACKING sound!?
HUH!
What in the world?
We dissolved into hysterical giggles.
And then!!!
A: You so free to come ah?
Customer(C): Yah lah my wife finally gone to her sister house.
A: Oh so now what you do?
C: relac lah! Come to see you (!!!!!!!!!??????)
A: Is your wife pretty?
C: No lah you prettier. Wife too pretty will run away one.
A: Blah blah
C: yadda yadda
A: SO IS YOUR WIFE SATISFIED WITH YOU?(!!!??!?!!!?)
C: OF COURSE. (!!?!?!?!?!?!?)
And then the wet smacking sounds resumed, with me covering my mouth with both hands and trying not to let them hear us laughing.
THEN.
Lady A LIFTED UP THE CURTAIN ON ANOTHER SIDE,
and we saw,
A NAKED MAN MR C!?!?
Wts?
Oh my. Just terrible.
Horrible experience.
I have the wet smacking sounds in my phone if you're interested in hearing.
YES we recorded it.
LOL.
DAMN IT.
Hei Dian!
RAR.
Oh yeah.
Too bored to type this post with feeling.
So its lacking in feeling.
Heh!
Oh wells.
The Hei Dian was full of wrongness.
Something must have happened.
I FEEL it in my bones.
LOLS
Sherilyndel Revolted at Friday, February 23, 2007 |
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