Friday night into early saturday morning was spent 5 of us with 3 rods hovering over 2 prawn ponds. The total reaping was something like 15 prawns with Weishen being the numero uno prawnerman with something like 9 prawns. With 2 girls who refused to touch the bait or handle the live ones joel and kenny's manly services were much in demand. Weishen is gay spelt forwards when it comes to the latter activity. :D
4 prawns, don't playplay wit chor nippahs.
1 prawn. well, 1/2 a prawn really cos joel let him take the pole after it had been caught. But still, 1/2 is not bad!
Mr Bicep
More Frown-Tilt-Smile victims! :
HAHAHHAHA. This face is pure epicness.
Sunday morning fulfilled the weekly obligatory eat-until-you-pass-out (doesn’t everyone have this?) marathon. Dim Sum brunch in Chinatown! Here are the two grizzly men trying to not fall into a dead faint over the claypot of congee.
Grizzly 1
Grizzly 2
What we had to leave behind. We loosened whatever garments we could. Every war has it's sacrifices.
Sunday night was one of those really really good nights, although I looked chui max. We went for tau huey (Rochor ORIGINAL, thanks) and then spontaneously decided to spend half an hour running about the newly built laselle’s astro turf. I correct myself, not running, brisk walking. We were playing Freeze but brisk walking was the specified mode of movement. Nothing funnier than watching Thomas being cornered by Sarah and I and him dodging us by flailing his arms, emitting a high pitched squeal and rapidly changing directions. All the while brisk walking. :D :D
And then, as requested, we sang a song for you:
A very delighted Gerry
All out emo.
Mick Jagger impersonation.
And to finish this post of, here are a few random photos from my phone.
Mosaic photos!
Mostly the days are a bore. But baby, the nights are something else.
XOXO A
ps: Manthie, I'm thinking we do a post on terrible photos from our identification cards, including the school ones. I'm all about hideousness. What say you?
