just my luck.
before the earth come to an end where global warming turn so serious that there's no more antartica, singapore would collaspe due to low birth rate.bacause something is really wrong! its not the couple that is not copulating, its not that all the women suffered from cervical problems and its not that mens' sperm duct are too low. but because of all our mentality which is totally opposite to what's right.
men, dress like a women, drawing their eyebrows, speaking in a squeaky voice, holding hands with mens is just so so so common nowadays. dont believe? drop by the fox outlet at tampines mall and you will be greeted with this welcoming sight. and what the hell is wrong with you sissy, homosexual, cross dresser or whatever you call yourself. is it that exciting that you have to be different? yes, your fashion taste ,may be more feminie, put make up for what!
so, its wrong for me to criticise and codemn them, they have feelings too. ohh, so sorry, uhh, BUT WHY DO YOU HAVE TO CROSS MY PATH! DO I LOOK LIKE A GAY TO YOU, MUTHAFUCKERS.
i hate to kill my brain cells thinking about a person's sexuality, should i refer to that person as a him or a her. my colleaugues always tell me, go and touch and you will know liao.
today while talking about some lame stuff with my colleague, we saw this uhh, he/she. i dont know. we were like, ni na bei, ta bo, char bo? this person have rather long hair, and looks like a man but a women at the same time, maybe is because of the light make up. so i peeked to the chest to see if it was growing outward, eh, not leacherous hor, just to answer my question. so this person here is a man, because he have chest, quite muscular to make it look like breast. not well built thou and he was wearing a singlet, these black sleeveless that female always wear. so i didnt bother about him but was brought back to the subject when he speaks, its high pitch! and i turn over to look at him again. he was speaking like a women on purpose can tell. eeyyer. i was delighted when he got my colleague to serve him. but that idiot run away after he went into the fitting room. and he came out coming to me instead! knn, lottery also not so lucky.
'where is that guy arh? he said he will help me search, but he never get back to me, i waited for him soooo long in the fitting room but he didnt come'so me, being nice, served him. i couldnt find the black colour running shorts he wanted but did manage to get a blue one so now this guy is .
comtemplating whether to buy the black one which is bigger or the blue one which is exactly is nice but not his liking.he just stand there and i keep asking me what he should do. suddenly this awkward silence just fell between us. and he looked at me and say 'mind cracking uh?' yar, i thought, your sexuality is indeed mind cracking. HAHA. and who knows, he want me to judge for him.
'i put on, you wait outside the fitting room to see. i dont want to buy for the sake of buying.'
oh great! im indeed very lucky. so, i waited for him to change and out he comes with the xl black one which is too big for him.
''look like a mini skirt right? so awful, its so puffy at the side' as you know running shorts are very very short, way above the tight and it indeed likes big so i say yar, too big on you, i dont think you should get this. he continue ranting, yarlor, i dont want to buy for the sake of buying. and this time he quart down with both wrist in the air, up down up down. knn, and he suddenly pull up the back of the shorts and say. 'do my ass like big in it, uh, like very big leh, but i like' wahlao, i really cannot stand it, but i just reply to his evry question and rather obsence movement. god, this guy is so hard to please. and off he went to change to the other pair, and he wants me to stay outside the fitting room and not moving away. kaos. he came out do, the same squarting thing and i just entertain him lor, keep telling him its nice, will match other colours. and he finally decide to get that one. 'thanks for convincing me arh' psychotic smile.
so, no matter how hard i tried to shove him off, he just cling to me, even after he came out of the fitting room, he still ask me about the colour match. say it dont goes well. i lied, saying it looks good on him. and you know what! he want to buy it to sleep, so whats the point of the colour matching anot! nobody see okay! fucking joker, my heart was beating so fast throughout the 10 mins conversation you know!
he went off with leaning his body forward at the counter saying a gentle thank you to be and a flirtatious byebye. argh. i smiled back. whats your problem of saying so much thank you sia.
if you cross dress, i provide good service. with my suggestions lar, dirty minds, you think what. blowjobs?
posted by koonann @ 11:56 PM
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