I admit that from time to time I tend crack really lame jokes and do really weird stuff.

But this time it's kinda...

My mum left for China early this (as in January 09, 2008) morning at approximately 5am. She packed her stuff only late last night so I'm not really sure what she leeched from my closet.

*Blah, blah, blah*

After I took my bath and made my way to the dressing table to comb my hair...

I literally shouted,

WTH! Where's all the combs and brushes?!

Apparently my smart-ass mummy brought all the combs and brushes with her, TO CHINA! As if they don't have combs and brushes there! Geez! How selfish!

Aaah!!!

HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO GO OUT WITH MY HAIR IN A COMPLETE MESS?!

And here comes the bright idea!

My dear Teddybear actually suggested using a fork instead. And thinking that he was kidding, I said,

"Fine. Go get one."

Next thing I knew I could hear him, opening then closing the drawers, in the kitchen, and walking back with a FORK in his hands.

Oh wait. It's not just any FORK... It's a 'DESERT FORK'! -_-"

Did I use the 'DESERT FORK'?

Well...


My hair doesn't look that messy, does it?

We went out!

You get the picture.

(Teddybear combed it.)

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