The Masterplan

So I take it, everyone knows that we're going to be sued or something that region considering a certain someone wanna visits the hospital and so on. For those who don't already know, look here http://the-white-sands.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-from-hottest-state-in-malaysia.html

So here's the plan.



Operation "Scare the hell out of everyone before we get scared ourselves". ( only to be used in cases of emergencies )


Venue : whatever court we're summoned to

Date : whenever necessary

Attire : Black long sleeved shirt, black slacks ( not the super tight Ivan
kind )"klak klak" shoes

Hair : As pai kiah as possible ( purpose is to scare people right? )


Act one,
We line up in our formation. The single lined marching formation. Masuk baris at the far end right as we enter the doors.

Act two,
Pusing kiri ( hentaks to be precised. to garner attention of everyone in the hall )

Act three,
Cepat jalan to the centre of the judge. Ivan walks up to him to lapor.

Act four,
Static turning so that all present catch a glimpse of our oh so good looking faces.

Act five,
Cepat jalan and kiri pusings to our seats.

Act six
Then await our lawyer. Preferably someone who's superb at talking cock. Wait, that would be us. Damn. Oh wait. All hope is not lost.


We still have ...






...







Our very own muttons, Peh 'Pete' Wei and Ram 'Shrump'




All hope is definitely not lost.





song of the week
friendly fires - white diamonds


- to better plans -

hearing aids anyone?

Mamak stalls. The happening places at night. The "it" spot for chats, mingles, and even business deals. So long are the days where deals are clinched on the golf course. Earth shaking deals, long lost friends reunited, die-hard fanatics screaming their lungs out rooting for their team not wanting to give an inch to those behind them ( literally blocking them ). Such is the magnitude of mamak stalls these days and yet,


Exhibit A
Two best mates meet again after some long forgotten 15 years. They share their life stories so far ( they're 16 btw ). And so they place their orders.

Boy A : Boss, roti telur tak mau bawang dan milo kurang panas.

Mamak : bawang ah, tak mau panas ah milo.

Boy A : yeah.

Boy B : roti bom tapi itu sus kasi kurangkan. Teh limau ais.

Mamak : ok ( propagates head in a manner that only mamaks can or bollywood actors )


...
(ten minutes later)


Mamak brings orders to the table. And this is what he brought.

One roti bawang and iced milo for boy A.
One roti bom minus the sugar(tastes like roti kosong only smaller and rounder) and an iced tea.

So there you have it, no bawang indeed, the milo is 'less" hot, the bom "not so sweet" and the tea well the tea just lost it's lemon.

I guess the gravity of the situation isn't all that but yeah one gets the oh so very clear picture.


Exhibit B
Boy goes to barber to get a "trim"


Barber : Boy, nak potong macam mane?

Boy : kasi potong sikit. depan biarkan, potong sikit la.

Barber : okay depan nak biarkan la. boleh boleh. sikit saje la.

( in two swift motions, the razor sounds, the boy's mouth drops in agonizing fashion, locks of hair fall to the ground )

The barber cuts off the front completely. I guess his biarkan, potong,
sikit is what it is. " LEAVE A LITTLE"




May the goverment hand out free hearing aids to the masses. The reluctant ones are the ones in desperate need of it. Always bear in mind.



- to a less deaf community -

less me and more we

Saw an ad on tv.


"LESS ME AND MORE WE"


My new motto for the year. Meaningful and yes it's something that I should practice more often.







- to we -