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Friday, September 18, 2009
What a night

The title explains it all doesnt it.
Well me, gary, sharon, indy and ivy were on the way back from our cell groups week at the orphanage.
It was raining so freaking heavily the whole air itam and dato keramat area was flooded.
So there was this guard that asked me to speed trough some area.
My wira survived but some stupid fcking idiot stood in the way so the water kinda like splashed on him.
He chased us on his motor and then came to my car.
He said he wanted to whack me and he wanted to splash water on me. stupid.
So the tu kau took my car keys and me and gary followed the fcker to some lorong then he asked us to wet ourselves.
So gary did and then he returned my keys.
So i kept driving till i heard some sounds.
Called my uncle and he suspected my car tire had some problems.
And true my tire casing- dunno how to explain, came out.
So Pastor chong leang came to pick sharon from somewhere near general hospital.
Then while i was checking the engine oil, me and gary realise my number plate was missing. lol
Great so now i have to get it done.
So the moral of the story is:
-Dont drive pass tu kaus in the rain.
-sayang your car more often.
-number plates can go missing in water.
-sharon likes being stuck in these situations.
-indy gets high after these situations.
-ivy is ivy
-and gary rocks.


the back survived.
the number plate is gone.
my baby survived.

After that me and gary went to buy burger near my place. This malay fella, still sells during raya and most of all during any kind of weather. Salute to a true malaysian.

- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 10:17 AM