H for Hilarioussss

Men. Sometimes they are sooooo dunggu that they don't even realise it.

So I was happily watching TV after dinner yesterday at Pantoufle's house. Suddenly I hear him yelling at his bro. As usual. Conversation went something like this:

Pant'e: "Wthell are you doin??!! That's JiaYi's la!"

Bro: " That's ***'s one la!"

Pant'e: "That's JiaYi's one la ok!"

Bro: "No! **** also has that la!"

Pant'e: "How you know? You see her wearing before meh?"

Bro: "Yeah la!"

And then I proceeded to go up and settle this rather dumb argument of theirs. The thing they were arguing about you ask?

A pair of (female) Elmo boxer undies.

Like c'mon guys! You were practically yelling informing the WHOLE HOUSE that you guys saw your girlfriends in their lingerie. Faintdotcom. I didn't know whether to laugh or get really pissed off. (I chose to laugh in their faces in the end. Har de har har)

*Poof*

Tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

After a year's hiatus I am back.

After reading people's blogs I finally have the itch to actually blog.

Plus blogging now would be a good basis for my BBP!

BBP is a top secret plan which I/we are still structuring. Hopefully it will not be a plan but an actual "THING" soon.

If anyone actually still does read this blog. I say... HELLO!

= )

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I'm such a klutz I don't even know if I should laugh or cry. Seriously.