.Wednesday, June 6, 2007 ' 12:01 PM x
You may have never guessed what we have done for these two days.
The three momoks, set up a practical joke. In order to check
out whether he is the REAL old-buddy of Akif's. I gave toyol the
number for him to dial. Our victim picked it up and answered.
Our plan was to agitate this victim with our venomous behaviour.
I told toyol to acted out as a homosexual, with a disturbing
deep voice. (macam
bapok lah.) It was hilarious.
Our victim was apparently annoyed and angry. Today, he smsed
toyol's number again, to dig out the bally truth. Looks like
he enjoyed our company, so we carry on toying with him. Okay,
actually I intended to snap some inbox shots of toyol's mobile,
but too bad I did not brought along my 7 megapixels along.
The conversation(text messages) was somehow like this:- Translated.VICTIM: What is your name? How did you get my number? HUH?
US: My name is Salina. But people call me *Sally. I got
it from Changi.. Sorry. It must have been the wrong number.
I got it mixed up. I remember telling you this yesterday.
You still do not get the point huh?(angrily) (*Take note: a bapok.)
VICTIM: HUH?! SILLY?!
(from now onwards, it's in malay.)
US: You ni.. kawan-kawan i susah payah carikan nama ini untuk i..
you senang-senang buat main.. sampai hati you..
VICTIM: Alalalala... abeh majok.. sowiee..
US: aper sori-sori? klau u nak i maafkan u.. u kene siapkan..
tujuh dulang ayam yang berdarah hitam...( on & on, like Puteri gunung ledang)
VICTIM: beratnyer..cium ajer tak ole ke?
& the rest, are just bizarre answers from us.
I know. It is either us being stupid to chat with him, or him being
such an idiot to tolerate our antics. You choose.
Labels: Happy and you know you clap your hands.
I have tried farcical. Now what else?
