between the bay & the beats

Sep 01, 2008 13:37

E: i think a grand piano can fit five people
me: no, i don't think so. but i bet it can fit five of you.

E: i've got pins & needles in my ass, so you better shut up before i poke you with my ass.
(& E goes on to nudge me with his bum)

me: it seems to be a trend that couples are bringing their toddlers to gigs. by the time they hit our age, they'd lose their hearing
E: they should get those ear muffs, you know the ones sound engineers or ang mohs get, for their kids?
me: yupp, they look damn cute with it. it's just like you with your headphones on.
E then miss-kicks me.

me & P: can you please reach up & grab the anchor beer right on top?
E: see, i can okay

me: we look like an odd motorcycle gang.
E: Z  is the leader with the harley davidson jacket, tim with the baggy berms & ramones shirt is al's long lost punk friend. Y's the ah beng rocker, paul the emo superstar, T.. i dunno. E the indie prep, & you're the hardcore girl.
me: except we don't have bikes. the leader hasn't even gotten his license.

Z: if you wanna get into a fight, i know what's the best way.
Y & T: what?
Z: stay as far away from paul as possible. whack anyone who makes fun of him.
me: not many people make fun of him.
Z: a whole lot of people snigger at him.
(to Y & T) but the trick is, you must stay really far away from him. cos if they see you near him, they won't dare to make fun of him.

noteworthy:
E is a small sized muffin boy, of young age, who sounds like an old man.

gigs; friendships

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