Thursday, November 27, 2008

never ever EVER go to gsc times square

If any of u peeps have ever read rules at the back of the movie ticket from gsc..u would see rule no.4....which states that the management has the right to the refuse a patron's entry by giving a refund

Well..here's wad happened....right after the EST paper...me n shurong went to times square to buy tickets for quarantine..the freakin cashier juz gave us the ticket and stamped the 18+ sign on the ticket after we paid n tats it...

After HOURS of waiting for wc,fs n yb to change their clothes...we tried to enter the premise...but 1 bloody fkin idiotic guy refused our entry..he asked whether we were 18..n if we weren't..we can't enter..me,wc n sr had no trouble getting in but fs n yb were denied entry..we argued with the bastard for awhile n den we decided to just get back our refund n go for lunch or something...

But those ungrateful sons of bitches refused to refund the tickets n told us tat GOODS SOLD ARE NOT REFUNDABLE...it's their own company's rules n yet they din fuckin know about it...

I argued with the cibai for around 30 fuckin minutes...n guess wad....wc suddenly stand out n fuck the guy..'TIPU DUIT AR'...XP...lol...so...after tat...dey called the MANAGER who is about the most fuckin rude guy i've ever seen...heck..he makes ME look like a BLOODY ANGEL....

Tat cibai of a manager come out oni terus say...'i dun care wad reasons u all have...if ur not 18..we will not let u in'...so i told him bout his cibai cashier n the cibai rule n tat i juz wanted a cibai refund....n GUESS WAD THE FUCK HE SAY...'i trust my workers'...which basically means that HE SAYS TAT I TALK CRAP!!WTF....i dun talk CRAP OK!...i think......

So i told him i dun care...it's stated here tat if u refuse our entry..we have the rights to get our refund...The cibai(we shall adress the manager as THE cibai from now onwards k ^^) kept sayin tat we muz be 18 to watch dis movie..bla bla bla...do u have proof tat ur 18?..Fs n Yb kept tellin him...we're not 18...we're 17...but he kept fuckin ask ur to show our proof tat we're 18...=.=....he makes sen siang look smart...

Well..apart from us..there was another gang of guys...which...looks...gangster-ish? XP..n they had the same problem as us...so...we kinda tried to gang up on the poor cibai..n it ended by him callin security...lol...BUT WAIT..TATS NOT THE END YET...

One of those gangster-ish guys dad happens to be a datuk or something..so he called his dad..who called a guy to settle dis wid the cibai...so..the guy(we shall refer him as TaiLou),me n the gangster-ish guy went into the gold class room to BINCANG!!XD...lol...its freakin funny to see the once high n mighty manager to suddenly bcome a shoe polisher...lol..

After polishing the TaiLou's shoes uncountable times..the cibai manager finally said tat he will change our tickets to another show..which happens to be madagascar 2...which...i have watched...5 times...lol....

After all the argueing n shoe polishing...lol...i got the gangster-ish guys number n email...SO DONT MESS WITH ME OK!!

(to yb n fs n wc n sr: I DIDDN'T DO IT!!!IM INNOCENT HERE!!!)

im free~

merdeka~merdeka~merdeka~~~

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Monday, November 24, 2008

The real use of a condom

A very proper man started going into the neighbourhood pharmacy every week to buy 2 dozen boxes of condoms. Week after week he would come in with the same order.

One day the pharmacist felt he had to say something to the man. "Wow! You must have the stamina of a bull. Talk about getting lucky! How on earth do you use that many condoms a week?"

The man looked at him in disgust and said, "I beg your pardon, but I find the whole idea of sex repulsive!"

"So," the pharmacist asked, "then what do you do with all those condoms?"

The gentleman answered, "I feed them to my poodle and now she poops in little plastic bags."

weee~

A woman accompanied her husband to the doctor's office.

After his checkup, the doctor called the wife into his office alone. He said, "Your husband is suffering from a very severe stress disorder. If you don't do the following, your husband will surely die."

"Each morning, fix him a healthy breakfast. Be pleasant at all times. For lunch make him a nutritious meal. For dinner prepare an especially nice meal for him. Don't burden him with chores. Don't discuss your problems with him, it will only make his stress worse. No nagging. And most importantly, make love with your husband several times a week. If you can do this for the next 10 months to a year, I think your husband will regain his health completely."

On the way home, the husband asked his wife. "What did the doctor say?"

"He said you're going to die," she replied.

LOL-ness..~.~

"Doc," says Steve, "I want to be castrated."

"What on earth for?" asks the doctor in amazement.

"It's something I've been thinking about for a long time and I want to have it done" replies Steve.

"But have you thought it through properly?" asks the doctor, "It's a very serious operation and once it's done, there's no going back. It will change your life forever!"

"I'm aware of that and you're not going to change my mind -- either you book me in to be castrated or I'll simply go to another doctor."

"Well, OK.", says the doctor, "But it's against my better judgment!"

So Steve has his operation, and the next day he is up and walking very slowly, legs apart, down the hospital corridor with his drip stand. Heading towards him is another patient, who is walking exactly the same way.

"Hi there," says Steve,"It looks as if you've just had the same operation as me."

"Well," said the patient, "I finally decided after 37 years of life that I would like to be circumcised."

Steve stared at him in horror and screamed, "Shit! THAT'S the word!”