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Look! Here comes the fire trucks…

…again.

So it is the third time already that the block I am living at was visited by the ever-dedicated courageous firemen with their 3 huge vehicles last night. How fun was that? If there is anymore creative way of getting firemen to pay a visit, consult any of the Year-2003-IMU-Pharmacy students and you’ll be enlighten by the ways they could come up with to watch the macho men on duty.

Like Ive mentioned, last night was the third. At the second time, my flatmate Annie told me that I should blog about having to be alerted by the fire alarm that got the firemen into their gears and arrived our place in 3 minutes time. I told her i would if the third time happens. So, here it is, as said. Heck, I even made sure the third time of the visit contain a lil’ essence of me in the whole event (sorta like the supporting cast, y’kno? ). When the Mr Chief-”macho”-fireman gathered us (again for the THIRD time) and warned us about having our safety sensors away from any fire hazards, thus keeping our safety doors shut at all times, bla bla bla, and soon enough asked out who’s staying at the particular apartment which had let off the alarm, which all at the same time everyone had already known by then it was just another same trick, I just let out a smirk, followed by the most sardonic laughter (here! here! my part!), briefly followed by…

Mr Macho Fireman: You’re laughing? So you think is funny?
me: No, sir, I don’t think THIS is funny. I just think it’s funny how these bunch of people have been doing the same (tricks to get you all ere all the time) over and over and just today the alarm has to go off.
Mr Macho Fireman: . . . *probably would have rolled his eyes and tumbled backwards if there wasn’t everyone there*

As I stated “trick”, let me just share the incidents in order.
First time: Alarm triggered by the mere sizzling smoke when someone put a hot wok under a running tap water. (Not bad… not bad at all. Could never thought this one up)

Second time: Overcooked. Not very creative, but more thrilling than the first i guess…

Third: Like the first, also purely with innocence, someone decided to cook with the safety doors opened, thinking that the aroma of his/her cooking might have impress the flatmates. Innocent mistake. The smoke-sensitive detector got lured instead. Well done art.

Fourth time? : If there is any fourth time, I may just tell the chief that my fellow girlfriends are a lil’ horny at that time and since they never saw a fireman stripper before, they’d thought inviting the firemen might have a free strip-tease for fun. How bout that?

Stuffs like these, especially if they are spawned by the initiative minds of my batchmates, can be very exciting at times. Very. Did i tell u it was very? Oh, there… I hope you get the drift by now. Kudos to the #$@#ing entertainers of P103 who’ve brought a whole loads of abso-f#@%ing-lutely enlightening fun, for without you, we wouldn’t have seen 3 firetrucks of firemen in 3 minutes for 3 times already, of which we could not have done it with so much togetherness if we’re in Malaysia.

End note: For the readers who got the drift and had imagined my true voice of nature, good for you and follow on… Things can never be more delighting than to stand out in the winds and low temperature of Scotland. U n - b e l i e v a b l y . . . IDIOTIC. OVER-SENSITIVE. F#%@ED-up. DETECTOR.