Highlight.
My brave but idiotic older brother got robbed.
Funny thing was, nothing was stolen.
The guy just ripped his shirt.
Well, it happened like this.
The guy, being his usual helpful self, decided to help his friend fix a laptop.
and deliver it back to her house.
Geezz, he's like a living FedEx.
heh.
Anyway, on the way there, (thats what he told me)
These two guys kept following him on their motorbikes and my brother was on his bicycle.
hhhm. not much of a chance heh?
So, they stopped him and my brother told me he knew they were gonna take the laptop.
and one of the indian dudes stopped him to ask for directions.
My brother got out of his bike and well, pretended that he was gonna help give directions, but he was actually preparing to make a run for it.
(the guys aint that stupid)
Before my bro actually got to do anything, the indian dude grabbed him on the collar of his shirt(his nice, favourite giordano shirt)
and said
"Dont try anything"
in malay.
then...
my smart brother, used his shinobi moves on the guy. used his arm and whacked the guy's throat.
(thank goodness for shinobi. but.. i just dont like it when he uses it on me. pssht)
then my brother made a run for it. holding on to the laptop of course.
however, the man ripped my brother's shirt apart. cause as my brother was running he pulled the back of my brother's shirt.
Somehow.
Assholes.
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So. thats about my boring day.
Brother got robbed. or almost.
I'm thankful for martial arts
and...
if i see those indians, its goodbye to father's day for them
He's never going out of the house again.
you dont get second chances. some people arent that lucky.
THANK YOU TO FAITH!
=]
oh yea, and i cleaned today.
and spent half the time making my younger sister's header for her blog.
apparently, i influenced her.
i know, emo to the max.
not my idea. :)
Funny thing was, nothing was stolen.
The guy just ripped his shirt.
Well, it happened like this.
The guy, being his usual helpful self, decided to help his friend fix a laptop.
and deliver it back to her house.
Geezz, he's like a living FedEx.
heh.
Anyway, on the way there, (thats what he told me)
These two guys kept following him on their motorbikes and my brother was on his bicycle.
hhhm. not much of a chance heh?
So, they stopped him and my brother told me he knew they were gonna take the laptop.
and one of the indian dudes stopped him to ask for directions.
My brother got out of his bike and well, pretended that he was gonna help give directions, but he was actually preparing to make a run for it.
(the guys aint that stupid)
Before my bro actually got to do anything, the indian dude grabbed him on the collar of his shirt(his nice, favourite giordano shirt)
and said
"Dont try anything"
in malay.
then...
my smart brother, used his shinobi moves on the guy. used his arm and whacked the guy's throat.
(thank goodness for shinobi. but.. i just dont like it when he uses it on me. pssht)
then my brother made a run for it. holding on to the laptop of course.
however, the man ripped my brother's shirt apart. cause as my brother was running he pulled the back of my brother's shirt.
Somehow.
Assholes.
------------------
So. thats about my boring day.
Brother got robbed. or almost.
I'm thankful for martial arts
and...
if i see those indians, its goodbye to father's day for them
He's never going out of the house again.
you dont get second chances. some people arent that lucky.
THANK YOU TO FAITH!
=]
oh yea, and i cleaned today.
and spent half the time making my younger sister's header for her blog.
apparently, i influenced her.
i know, emo to the max.
not my idea. :)