Juxtaposition
Not much has been happening, but then again, since when did much ever really happen? heh heh
Well, about a week or 2 ago, me and a mate of mine were chased away by a group of melayus.
it all began on that fateful sunday morning.... (and out pops a charles dicken's .... bleh)
eh, anyway, me and my friend brannon just had supper at the local 24/7 5star hotel restuarent and were walking around the HDB flats with a couple bottles of "liquid courage", looking for a place to slack. reached a gazebo that sort of popped out of nowhere. for those of you that dont know what a gazebo is, its a flying carpet with kegs of beer and can go through time and space! or maybe its just a small shelter in a garden that has a specific shape that i will not mention.
at first glance from a distance, the gazebo was empty, but when we got closer.... holy shit.... there where like 12 melayus sitting there with guitar and what naught. i bet if we got closer still, we'd find 50 of them in that gazebo, and maybe some indians too.... geez.
anyway, we saw one of those chinese chess tables in the nearby HDB block and decided to chill there. and then for no particular reason i took out my can of lighter fluid and sprayed some on the table. bran, almost instinctively took out the lighter he had (was someone's birthday that day, cake giving and all that) and lit the oil. BURN! I BURN, I PINE, I PERISH! FIRE IN THE TWILIGHT!
so as the small flame was dancing on the table, the whole thing suddenly exploded, we were pushed aback and the unbelievable happened. the devil/lucifer/satan/prince-of-darkness/bazuzu suddenly lept out of the huge fire! he had horns and hooves and was lookin real badass, with a cool pose. i quickly took out my holy hand grenade, while bran reached for his holy hand gun. we battled for awhile, throwing explosive crosses in his face and pissing on his hooves. eventually he became weak and consumed all the melayus to strengthen himself, but instead, by consuming them, he became gay!
*cough*
erm, we just stared at the small flame until it died out and repeated the process with more oil. we soon realised that the fire didnt even leave a mark on the table, it actually made it clean. cleared all the black stuff on the table. so i went and sprayed inside my pants-..... err .... wait.... i mean i sprayed the oil on the table and formed a "Z", like zorro. geez the fire turned out HUGE! it was burning very brightly, and me and bran quickly said we should get the hell outta there.
we walked a few steps, when one of the melayu shouted "OI! YOU! BOY! STOP! STOP!". i told bran, "shit! go go go!". we ran. dont know whether they gave chace. we later thought maybe they just wanted a light for their sticks, but with that tone of shouting i dont think so. i think they were afraid at the light from the fire, scared that it made them visible at night hehehe.
Viva Revolution!
Well, about a week or 2 ago, me and a mate of mine were chased away by a group of melayus.
it all began on that fateful sunday morning.... (and out pops a charles dicken's .... bleh)
eh, anyway, me and my friend brannon just had supper at the local 24/7 5star hotel restuarent and were walking around the HDB flats with a couple bottles of "liquid courage", looking for a place to slack. reached a gazebo that sort of popped out of nowhere. for those of you that dont know what a gazebo is, its a flying carpet with kegs of beer and can go through time and space! or maybe its just a small shelter in a garden that has a specific shape that i will not mention.
at first glance from a distance, the gazebo was empty, but when we got closer.... holy shit.... there where like 12 melayus sitting there with guitar and what naught. i bet if we got closer still, we'd find 50 of them in that gazebo, and maybe some indians too.... geez.
anyway, we saw one of those chinese chess tables in the nearby HDB block and decided to chill there. and then for no particular reason i took out my can of lighter fluid and sprayed some on the table. bran, almost instinctively took out the lighter he had (was someone's birthday that day, cake giving and all that) and lit the oil. BURN! I BURN, I PINE, I PERISH! FIRE IN THE TWILIGHT!
so as the small flame was dancing on the table, the whole thing suddenly exploded, we were pushed aback and the unbelievable happened. the devil/lucifer/satan/prince-of-darkness/bazuzu suddenly lept out of the huge fire! he had horns and hooves and was lookin real badass, with a cool pose. i quickly took out my holy hand grenade, while bran reached for his holy hand gun. we battled for awhile, throwing explosive crosses in his face and pissing on his hooves. eventually he became weak and consumed all the melayus to strengthen himself, but instead, by consuming them, he became gay!
*cough*
erm, we just stared at the small flame until it died out and repeated the process with more oil. we soon realised that the fire didnt even leave a mark on the table, it actually made it clean. cleared all the black stuff on the table. so i went and sprayed inside my pants-..... err .... wait.... i mean i sprayed the oil on the table and formed a "Z", like zorro. geez the fire turned out HUGE! it was burning very brightly, and me and bran quickly said we should get the hell outta there.
we walked a few steps, when one of the melayu shouted "OI! YOU! BOY! STOP! STOP!". i told bran, "shit! go go go!". we ran. dont know whether they gave chace. we later thought maybe they just wanted a light for their sticks, but with that tone of shouting i dont think so. i think they were afraid at the light from the fire, scared that it made them visible at night hehehe.
Viva Revolution!
This Shit here was written by non-other than Phantasmagoria just cause he had nothing better to do during 12:57:00 am
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