Tuesday, March 4, 2008
5:52 AM
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!this blog is DYING!! i shal give it a breath of life!!ok.. first things first. EVERYONE MUST GO FOR THE CHALET... OR ELSE!!!! dont u all juz miss my loud amazing voice? XD
we're probably having a bbq on the first night.. so if u can onli make it for one night, try to make it on the first.. other details ask cherm cos i oso not very sure.. haha..
okok. now its time for....................*drum roll*
LAME JOKES WITH HWA!!!For tonight's joke, (off the internet.. too braindead to think of one..)
Once upon a time there lived a woman who had a maddening passion for bakedbeans. She loved them but unfortunately they had always had a veryembarrassing and somewhat lively reaction to her. Then one day she met a guyand fell in love. When it became apparent that they would marry she thoughtto herself, " He is such a sweet and gentleman, he would never go for thiscarrying on." So she made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.Some months later her car broke down on the way home from work. Since shelived in the country she called her husband and told him that she would belate because she had to walk home. On her way she passed a small diner andthe odor of the baked beans was more than she could stand.Since she still had miles to walk, she figured that she would walk off anyill effects by the time she reached home. So, she stopped at the diner andbefore she knew it, she had consumed three large orders of baked beans.All the way home she putt-putted. And upon arriving home she felt reasonablysure she could control it. Her husband seemed excited to see her andexclaimed delightedly, "Darling, I have a surprise for dinner tonight." Hethen blindfoldedher and led her to her chair at the table. She seated herself and just as hewas about to remove the blindfold from his wife,the telephone rang. He madeher promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned. He then went toanswer the phone.The baked beans she had consumed were still affecting her and the pressurewas becoming almost unbearable, so while her husband was out of the room sheseized the opportunity, shifted her weight to one leg and let it go. It wasnot only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk infront of pulpwood mill. She took her napkin and fanned the air around hervigorously. Then, she shifted to the other cheek and ripped three more, whichreminded her of cooked cabbage. Keeping herears tuned to the conversation in the other room, she went on like this foranother ten minutes. When the phone farewells signaled the end of herfreedom, she fanned the air a few more times with her napkin, placed it onher lap and folded her hands upon it, smiling contentedly to herself. She wasthe picture of innocence when her husband returned, apologizing for taking solong, he asked her if she peeked, and she assured him that she had not. Atthis point, he removed the blindfold, and she was surprised!!There were twelve dinner guests seated around the table to wish her a "HappyBirthday"!!!
- HWA