Both of us were waiting for the lift.... he was engrossed in sms-ing away on his N70... I was deep-in-thoughts about the day....
The lift opened at Level 3.... Still twiddling with his N70 and drawing out his keys .....As he stepped out of the lift...
A loud TU-RUM
He looked at the hole....
He stepped out of the lift...
He looked at the hole again...
He looked at me...
I looked at him...
He looked at the hole again...
I pressed the lift's close button ....
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Didn't your mom teach never to play with your keys when you are stepping out of the Lift!!! FOLKS, Heed this advice.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tu-Rum
5 comments:
My goodness, poor guy. I hope he has another spare key hidden somewhere or someone is at home...
ya lor... i think there should be someone at home lah. Just inconvenience for him to re-make all the keys.
It actually reminded me of my Uncle's wedding many, many years ago. When one of the brothers (another uncle) actually dropped the bridal car's keys into the hole also. Fortunately there was a spare set.
Imagine... our dear guan-jia-po took over and be the lecturer? :p
Shouldn't you get him a key pouch, if guys ever use such things?
Hmm...he does look kind of cute...but Nope I am not going to get him a key pouch... I cant possible go around giving key pouches to neighbours right? =P
Saying abt that...well, I would really love an LV key pouch... *WINK* *WINK* to the one with the FAT bonus...^_-)
I'm saving for my dream house. If it has 2 toilets, maybe the twins can 'sponsor' one toilet each? I will name the toilet after you. I promise to hang your name tag on it. hee...
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