tooting funny.

*Er in order to prevent profanity on this blog, let me post stg bout rod by replacing "f*ck" with the term "toot".

Well, we sort of have this pre-praveen's-bday-liquor-party-celebration/long-time-no-see-pooter party. At mouth's place.

Sequence of events:

Shot.
Winning eleven league.
Shot.
Winning.
Shot.
"Secret" shot.
Winning.
Shot.
"7 years of friendship" shot.
Winning..Shot.

Yea, something like that. And it went on and on and on.

Well, at some point, rod was high til he dropped to a lowly low and sank on a couch. And then he slept. And he slept.

He mumbled some crap.
And he slept.

And then he said, (in a rather loud voice, mind u), "Who the toot is the tooting tooter who made me wasted?! TOOT!"

Then we said, "Eh ur the one who wanted to get drunk. Remember?" (Emo Toot)

"I said, who's the TOOTER that got me drunk?!!"

"You lah! Ur the tooter!"

*silence*

"OH TOOT! I'M THE TOOTER! TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTT!" *goes back to sleep*




Well, it was funny when he said it.


And then he went back to slumber.
But this time he made whooshing sounds whilst sleeping.
Think Free Willy.

-_-" right?





Honey we killed the mug.
Heh.


Ps: I won the winning eleven league! :)