Tuesday, December 30, 2008'
Omg, yesterday's "choir practice" was so gross.
When I say gross, I don't actually mean "gross".
I mean "very very very gross until you will feel like puking".
Choir started at around 9.30 am and the newcomers were introduced to us.
Then we practised our songs for a while, then the "games" started.
First, my group (No. 2) started playing the "rope game".
Basically, we had to cross from one side to another side, through a messy entanglement of ropes.
Normal?
Only that the ropes were covered in ketchup.
Anyway, we succeeded and proceeded to the next game, the "octopus game".
We were suppose to sit (or lie down) on the ketchup-water covered ground, stick one of our legs into the air, and support a 3/4 water-filled pail.
Also, we were passed a long ketchup rope to stick it in our left sleeve and out from our right sleeve, passing the rope to the next person.
Naturally, we were grossed out and chose to forfeit.
The forfeit was to rub ketchup all over our face.
We did, and then we were sprayed by the water hose to clean ourselves.
We then went to the next game, which was the "memory game".
Our group was split into 2 separate groups (temporarily) and we were supposed to match 10 pairs of cards on a board full of cards. We were first given a 10 second look of all the cards, and then try to match the face-down cards. If we failed, we could get a second look by eating 1 chili padi.
We finished the game by flipping all the cards, which meant that we had matched all the cards. (Don't know why the other groups didn't try this easy method.)
Then we went back to the music room to measure our new costumes.
(I shall ignore the "waterbomb game" and the "bench game" and skip to the grossest game of the day.)
-Captain's Ball-
Not gross?
Too bad, the game is customised by changing only 1 thing : the ball.
A fish, a chicken and a cabbage was used to replace the ball.
All real and frozen.
The fish ended up with all its guts and intestines spilled, the chicken ended up decapitated and having its body ripped into 2 parts, and the cabbage, from big, to small.
But the nicest part was when I was throwing the chicken's upper body by the neck.
I could feel the neck bones dislocating from the body.
Wow.
Thursday, December 25, 2008'
One day, a man was talking to his neighbour.
A : How are you doing?
B : I'm fine, thanks.
A : You know, yesterday I tried to kill myself by
--- consuming 1000 pills of Panadol.
B : So what happened?
A : I felt better after taking the 2nd one.
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Anyone who thinks that the way into a man's heart is through his stomach, is aiming a little too high.
Sunday, December 14, 2008'
Today (or rather tonight) (or maybe rather now), I shall make an official statement.
Anon is retarded.
No offence, but
he/she it seriously has no life.
Really.
Just look at the way
it makes conversation.
Silence = 0%
Anon's speech = Negative *Error. Unable to display
-----------------numbers because digits have
-----------------overloaded the system.*
And of course to answer your question : Why does
it spam this CBox?
It's an effect of being awesome-d (o.o) too much. The awesomeness has overloaded
its system, thus, making him unable to stop chatting nonsense on this blog, hoping that it will attract my attention.
But this is as far as it goes, Anon.
Only 1 post for you.
By the way, the only way to stop being awesome-d is to simply, leave.
Stop texting at the CBox and go away.
If you do, you would have done all Internet users good.
Or maybe, sit under a durian tree and cry.
Then all wars will stop.
Peace will return.
