having dinner break now. aimless surfing on youtube has yielded a bountiful harvest once again.
first video: even better than blaine and copperfield! MUST watch! faint-hearted ones beware!!
2nd one: in a streak of nationalistic pride, hossan leong croaked his sporean version of 'we didnt start e fire'. in it were some very funny lyrics tt brought out some idiosyncrasies which really identify us as true blue sporeans; tho whether thats smth to be proud of or not is debatable.
i came back from paris this afternoon after lunch and was stalked by a crazy old man (com) at the train platform. it was a nightmare. as i usually board the train at the last carriage for immediate access to the exit upon alighting at my station, i walked all the way to that one end of the platform where there's usually not many ppl. and there was this stupid com who followed me. at first, i didnt think anything about it. but i realised that he kept staring at me, and so i moved away. he tailed, came abreast of me, and then planted himself in front of me smiling, or rather, smirking like some dork. he was clad in a denim jacket, grey pants, and had a rolled-up newspaper in his left hand. i gathered he was 60-ish with his tufts of white hair, and thought he could possibly pass off as the nice grandpa guy in that advert for that shiok toffee caramel sweet whose name i forgot. and that was till he started rubbing his crotch with his right hand. i was like 'wth', and immediately walked away from him.
that idiot tagged along and stopped whenever i slowed down, and continued when i started zig-zagging again. i was at first irritated and turned to stare at him. he seemed dazed at first, but then he started putting on that sick expression of a smile/smirk again. i looked around, and realised that no one noticed him or me. and then he did it again; this time however, he was fingering with his zipper. and so the hide-and-seek game started. i walked briskly over to the middle, where there was a crowd, and stood beside them. that com had the cheek to follow, and stand right beside me. WTF. and whenever i looked at him, he wld repeat e whole motion of smiling and stroking. pukez. i hurried off behind the huge beefiest guy in sight and 'sought refuge' in his shadow. spastic dirty old man trailed and stood within 2m of my radius.
i started panicking a little and wondered what to do. all this while e twerp was being shifty-eyed whenever i tried to stare at him, and then when we made eye contact, he wld smile, and then start fingering himself again. i was thoroughly grossed out.
and thankfully my train came just then. i purposely chose the carriage where most people were entering, and then as the door was about to close, i sped off to the neighbouring one. i thought i managed to evade com, but as luck wld have it, he turned out to be sickeningly agile and quick on his feet. i wld have loved to see him squashed by e closing doors, but sadly, he came sailing in unharmed, smiled BROADLY this time, and of all e other vacant seats, chose to sit right in front of me.
by then, i didnt know wat to do. this time his knees were almost touching mine, and there was no mistaking his stroking, nor his expression. and the stupid lady seated beside him also blur like f**k, cannot see out of e corner of her eye that theres a pervert rubbing his crotch all e time meh? i stood up when e next station approached, and he followed suit. when he came up beside me, he said 'bonjour'. i was like, bon your fucking balls lah bonjour. i wanted to shake him off and pretended to alight last after everyone, including him, and then jumped back on at the last minute. fortunately, spastic didnt have e brains to wait for me to alight before him, or else i wldnt have managed to shake him off, and could possibly find myself in a tougher situation. shudder. wat a thought... am glad im safe and sound.
Raunchy!!! I like!! haha :)
