Mahjong + Chivas !

= my speakers sing [Jay Chou - Jie Kou] =

it's been a while since i last updated my blog, eversince that incident whereby the hungry blog decided to eat up a long post of mine. didn't really want to come in any contact with any blog...

anyway,

Visited Caesars last sat with amao and surprisingly, 2 of my other colleagues wanted in as well. was the usual crowd on a football night... the bunch of soccer fanatics betting with the bartender over a couple of jugs. everyone seemed to be so engrossed in the match altogether. ok, to the main point of the night. so there i was, sippin my heineken with amao for around an hr or so, when my colleague called me. i initially thought only 2 were joining us. turned out that 4 came. 1 totally unknown to me. 2 of them actually said that they were gonna go have some teh over alcohol. well, what can i say. they're muslims. rofl.

anyway,

so there we were sitting at caesars when my colleague mentioned that it was a tad too boring for him at that place. (think mat rock chiongster) well, we looked around and saw that beavers, directly opposite from caesars nx to 7-11 were blasting away music and it got my fren hooked. so we sua-ed to beavers where i introduced him to the wonderful world of hoegaarden. ½ a pint and he was hooked. but what happened after that totally changed my view of him. after 1 pint of hoegaarden, he looked as if he wasn't gonna make it. he then went to the loo and i asked his fren, "hm. this is the first time i ask him out, how much can he take every time he drinks?" his friend replied with a smirk. i gasped. i knew trouble was coming and boy was i right. came out of the toilet lookin like a piece of roadkill. bloodshot eyes, swaying body and slur speech. started to blabber mountains of cock with practically everyone who walked past him. it was during that moment that he wanted to dance in the middle of the street after a dare by me and a waitress from the place asked him to go in and dance on the bartop !

a short moment later, i found all of us inside the pub and 1 on top of the bartop. the 3 of us who were firmly rooted to the floor couldnt help but stare in astonishment and had cramps in our mouth due to laughin too much. u couldnt possibly imagine how 1 man can singlehandedly make a place with less then 10 customers so happening. after 4 mins of wild dancing, i found him dancing not to 1 but 3 ladies on the bartop ! apparently they got called in by the waitress. after that 10mins of hot dancing, my fren there took his first puke in the toilet. after that he started more cock talking. the waitress seemed to be terrified abit by him. u cannot imagine how much nonsense this guy can blabber once he's drunk.

anyway,

left the place soon after and he said that he still needed more. (did i mention he took a total of 2 pints of hoegaarden and 1 and 1/3 pints of heineken) so off he went to 7-11 to buy the arguably 1 of the most horrible alcoholic drink, long island. ew. but the funny thing was he tried to order thousand island from the cashier. he was like "auntie ! got thousand island or not? i very thirsty !" the cashier was stunned. we were stunned. he found it, bought it, and discovered his mistake. "eh malu sia..." that was what he had to say. (did i mention he puked a total of 3 times in the toilet of beavers, chokin their basin.) after 2 bottles more of long-island, i found him tryin to dance in the middle of the street and puking by the drainage. luckily i went over to check on him, he nearly fell in his own puddle of vomitus ! dragged him to a coffeeshop near to kallang and he knocked out there. couldnt even situp straight. went home and slept at his void deck for another ½hr or so with his fren. thank god for his fren. rofl. so that ends his adventure, but he promised the waitress that he would be back this friday night. oh boy. i cant wait.

anyway,

about the topic... yesterday night was mahjong-cum-drinkin night for me. enjoyed a game of mahjong and drinkin away to gib's chivas. free drinks ! lost $5 ! i can only have the alcohol to blame. was abit dead after the 10th glass? i can only remember that 1/3 of his newly opened bottle was gone thanks to me. thankfully, jacob was there to meet me for supper, couldnt really remember whether i had finished my teh-cino at simpang. only remembered that i fell asleep 90% of the time during the whole supper. so i made it home safely and am waiting for another session comin very soon.

so i end off this blog still feelin abit queasy over the leftover chivas in my tummy. gonna go out now and accompany my sis to purchase some brushes?! i'll leave that for another blog.