Flip-Flap
Just yesterday I went yamcha at about 3.30 in the morning at SS2 Murni and like always at this kind of time, the patrons were mainly sipping down their limau-ais (iced lime-onade) to sober themselves. There was this particular group of people, well… more like ONE person from that group I could not help myself from noticing, looking and getting myself amused. It was downright entertaining to see someone so absolute stoned, and I really meant it. There he was, sleeping in the armless chair and all his half-digested fish, leaves, meat, dogfood, Polly’s crackers, arrgh… whatever shit just slowly oozing out from his mouth. It was totally disgusting that Wern Yuan who intended to have his Indo-mee+mata kerbau there then decided he’d just lost his appetite. I guess the look of the exudates streaming out from his nostrils and wide-open mouth to his shirt and all over his pants till there was virtually a miniature pond of vomit right at his penis region was overwhelmingly disgusting. So disgusting and not a pretty sight at all that the whole scene actually made Adrian who usually has big appetite to forget bout Nasi Lemak too.
Actually, the most “entertaining” part was neither the mini pond he produced on his pants nor the way his-almost-digested lunch and dinner oozing out from the pores of his face. Rather, it was the fact that his friends were seemingly furious but all tired at the same time looking helplessly at him sitting there as though he’d just lost his backbones and look like “an A4 paper” as quoted by WYuan. I think the one who had the most frustrated look pinned to his face was the driver of the Estima who probably is still whining his ass off right now on the nasty stench his friend had made on the passenger’s seat. The terrible night was made without remorse for the EstiMAN. Throughout the time when the guys were moving the drunken and SUPER FLOPPY (remember A4 paper?) fella back into the Estima, we thought of ways which we could have used to move a friend like that dude, IF any of us become as bad as that:
1. Danny would splash cold water onto the fella and then throw him into the boots.
2. I would take out his clothes and strap him on the roof.
3. Wern Yuan would take off his clothes and pinch his nipple till he wakes up.
I can’t remember what would Khar Yan, Brian and Yenn’ll do.
Looks like anyone doesn’t actually need a talent to be a joker, or really good-looking to be an attention grabber afterall.
Oh well, an amusing early morning and I managed to finish my teh-O-ais-limau.