warning: high graphic content.
went to maison yesterday.
bloody packed, hot, crowded, and stuffy.
felt like someone forgotten to invent windows and air con.
and mel!
fuuh. boobies extra large sizes available.
i swear it could've knocked me off the platform with one touch..
XD
god damn, we weren't drunk or anything.
we were just erm.. frugal/ kiam sap/ cheapskate, take your pick.
all the drinks you see here, that's the only thing we had while we were there.
woot~
this is us got driven out by the heat, the smoke, and the too many sweaty bodies grinding against everything and everyone.
(at this point, mel had became the star attraction. sort off. 0_o )
we were chilling by the sidewalk. curb. roadside.
" kk! marc jacobs look now!"
" mak jay-cob? siaper tuu?"
" orang indon kot?"
the " omg disgusted! skank walking past just as we were about to take a picture" look
met nisa there. yay! like where'd you hilang-ed to?
the car chilling with us.
the " eager to enter the club again despite the heat and everything" look
liang kinda looked constipated and i'm like.. sesat look.
i forgot what this was about...
the stop and stare as the slut walks by look
( i.e. disgusted! another skank again look)
apparently there's must've been more than one since we're looking at all the wrong way.
for every bloody picture.
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due to our sensible (read: cheapskate) nature, we went all the way back to ss15 for drinks.
huzzah!