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Saturday, March 04, 2006

Hats off to my bro!!!

Big Bro Cheah and i went out for breakfast today at about 12pm.

We headed into Atria after that to get some comics and rojak for later and hurried back to the car, which was parked in clear view of the mamak-goers and more, coz the heat was totally sweltering.

Or at least i did...

But then we saw that our car had been blocked by some idiot double-parkin Perak-ian.

So brother cheah stood there sounding the horn for about 5 minutes.

Still no sign of idiot perak-ian.

So we stood around fuming and melting while the keropok in the rojak went soggy.

Brother cheah got mad and kicked the idiot perak-ian's car, leaving a deep shit of a dent.

And then we stood around fuming and sweltering somemore while the keropok in the rojak went soggier.

Then brother cheah rocked the car a lil' with his palms on the booth and said, 'Hmm... I wonder how good his suspension is...?'

And i was like 'what...?'

And before i knew it, he placed his right foot on the bumper, hiked himself up onto the booth, and started stomping on the booth with both feet!

.............................

Like... like... the whole damned car was rockin to the verge of collapsing, and with those really really LOUD "WHOMP! WHOMP!" sounds!!!

I thought, 'oh my fuckin' godd....'

...and hid my face in my palms...

The EMBARRASMENT!!!

I mean... yes, u're pissin' mad.... but...

WHO THE HELL DISPLAYS ANGER BY STOMPING ON A CAR BOOTH?!!!

Damn... i knew my bro was weird... but... damn!

Posted at 01:07 am by Ketot-Kid


	sherry March 7, 2006 01:49 AM PST OMFG. ui hua did WHAT?! and yeah i was waiting to read the part where the idiot car owner turned up. wasnt he damn pissed off as well?!?!


	cpy March 6, 2006 12:45 AM PST Brodoh: Ah ok ok... very gaya... Min: well it was a very dilapidated lookin proton soo... yeah u get the point.


	Felicia March 5, 2006 09:27 PM PST omfg. O.O you did what???? points down at cheah "ga-ya"


	maven March 5, 2006 05:46 PM PST gee... now that i think about it.. there IS some resemblance between u n ur bro... was starting to wonder whether u were adopted or something, py! :P how come the alarm didn't go off, anyway?i mean.. surely.. the dent that MUSTA been left by ur bro on the car booth musta set off SOMETHING!!??!!


	G-Sus March 5, 2006 08:19 AM PST BODOH! You didn't mention how I scratched his car when he was coming out, or how I screamed at him. Think I must have set the world record for the highest usage of "fuck" in a single sentence. Jumping on the car is gaya-ness...

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