1. You know how chinamen have their own way of saying 'fuck'? they dont say it like other normal human beings,they pronounce it like its spelled fak and say it like FAK!!! Ive never realised it before,until i arrived in manchester and my mom was here with me for the first few nights.We went out for lunch one day with dear yang sik,and my mom asked him "So how was ur journey here?"
YS : the flight was ok,then i had to take a cab to my hall,had to pay twenty pounds man!!
MOM: why didnt u sign up with the uni for the pick u p service?
YS : i did!! but when i got here,they werent around,i was like what the FAK!!
oh god.then we sat down for lunch.mom started talking about how lively the city was that weekend,the streets are packed with people,performers and entertainers everywhere u look.i said yea,they even have christians trying to convert the shoppers when they walk out of the stores!! did u see that just now?
YS: haih.all these christians.i didnt hear anything,u know me la,i just dont give a FAK!!
(moms a catholic btw.)
2. Yang sik and i were walking to the city,on the day of the big Man U vs ManCity match.
11.50 a.m:Bumped into my housemates Phillip and Cyril on the way...i asked where they were going,to the pub to catch the match they said.
YS : No la,its at midnight,why dont ya'll come watch it in the residence bar later tonight?
3. Harjun and i arrive in yang siks flat for dinner.He made pak cham kai,some vegetables and rice.Told us about how he cut his finger *pointed at large butcher knife 3 layers of plasters on his finger which the blood has already leaked through.
Halfway through dinner,his housemate joins us.I tell yang sik to stop slurping and chomping like a starved chinaman.he tells me to FAK off.i ask his housemate "isnt he disgusting?" his housemate replies "no...i think its ok for him to eat however he wants"
Yang Sik,jumps up from his seat and happily agrees *SNAPS FINGERS*
Bleeding starts again.
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