Last Sunday at 0000hours in Rootz KL, Mr.Limyeewei turned twenty*toot*
Now this bugger has no more excuse. Cis!
He would always complain "It's not my birthday yet!!"
Well twenty plus is not too old, in fact, not old at all.
BUT
I just like to tease him cause he is so sensitive over it.
Now that he has no excuse, he would go like "ya la ya la u'r most happy to tease me old la."
and thn he starts cursing me... "when you're 30 u're gonna look 35, whereas when i'm 35, i'll look 30. Men age like wine n women age like santan."
wtf.
Well.. doesn't apply to every women. You'll see. Grrrr..
So the birthday party was at Rootz Vip Room.. cause all the fussy 20 smthg uncles don't like to squeeze with sweaty, crazy immature clubbers.. ehem.
I never understood.. why pay 5-6k or possible more to knock yourself unconcious and then being tortured with hangover the next day?
Hmm.. Well I'd rather spend the 5-6k shopping or go on an awesome trip. Weee~
The room.
Spot the Jägermeister. Crazy shyt.
Night was pretty chill till tht Jägermeister+Redbull came along. Dayumm!
It wasn't hard to drink. Super sweet. Not least bit bitter.
But its not how it tasted...
It's how that thing will knock you out like a mthrfckr.
Or so I heard.. I think Kenny told me a while back.
I did try to escape it but birthday boy's bro was right beside me forcing me with all sorts of nonsense.. Even promised to eat my puke if I puked that night.
So okay lor.. worst come to worst. At least it will be fun to force some puke down Chard's throat.
This is me contemplating "how la how la.. Grrr!"
This is Chard looking like a salesman trying to sell me something. *Look at his hands*
Got kinda tipsy but it was all cool.
Still went and get some lime all by myself cause I can sense it kicking in real bad already.
Then eventually I got like super sober.
Just when I got sober, birthday boy was knocked out. Like super wasted. Super gone.
Don't think he'd actually resist if you stripped him stark naked and left him at the steps of Rootz.
Hey.. how come I didn't think of that, at that time?! Damn..
Wahahahaha!
So anyway.. Happy twenty *toot* Birthday Limyeewei.
I hope you find whatever it is that you're looking for.
Birthday boy & I
Pix credit to various people.. Don't even rmbr where some of it came from.
Most of mine will be uploaded to FB soon when i'm done nursing this major, massive, crazy headache from the burning sun that fried my brain like some kung po stir fry (cafeworld)
Now this bugger has no more excuse. Cis!
He would always complain "It's not my birthday yet!!"
Well twenty plus is not too old, in fact, not old at all.
BUT
I just like to tease him cause he is so sensitive over it.
Now that he has no excuse, he would go like "ya la ya la u'r most happy to tease me old la."
and thn he starts cursing me... "when you're 30 u're gonna look 35, whereas when i'm 35, i'll look 30. Men age like wine n women age like santan."
wtf.
Well.. doesn't apply to every women. You'll see. Grrrr..
So the birthday party was at Rootz Vip Room.. cause all the fussy 20 smthg uncles don't like to squeeze with sweaty, crazy immature clubbers.. ehem.
I never understood.. why pay 5-6k or possible more to knock yourself unconcious and then being tortured with hangover the next day?
Hmm.. Well I'd rather spend the 5-6k shopping or go on an awesome trip. Weee~
The room.
Spot the Jägermeister. Crazy shyt.
Night was pretty chill till tht Jägermeister+Redbull came along. Dayumm!
It wasn't hard to drink. Super sweet. Not least bit bitter.
But its not how it tasted...
It's how that thing will knock you out like a mthrfckr.
Or so I heard.. I think Kenny told me a while back.
I did try to escape it but birthday boy's bro was right beside me forcing me with all sorts of nonsense.. Even promised to eat my puke if I puked that night.
So okay lor.. worst come to worst. At least it will be fun to force some puke down Chard's throat.
This is me contemplating "how la how la.. Grrr!"
This is Chard looking like a salesman trying to sell me something. *Look at his hands*
Got kinda tipsy but it was all cool.
Still went and get some lime all by myself cause I can sense it kicking in real bad already.
Then eventually I got like super sober.
Just when I got sober, birthday boy was knocked out. Like super wasted. Super gone.
Don't think he'd actually resist if you stripped him stark naked and left him at the steps of Rootz.
Hey.. how come I didn't think of that, at that time?! Damn..
Wahahahaha!
So anyway.. Happy twenty *toot* Birthday Limyeewei.
I hope you find whatever it is that you're looking for.
Birthday boy & I
Pix credit to various people.. Don't even rmbr where some of it came from.
Most of mine will be uploaded to FB soon when i'm done nursing this major, massive, crazy headache from the burning sun that fried my brain like some kung po stir fry (cafeworld)
