Dawg Player
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Apprehension soaked my mind thinking about bringing Rebel out for 2 consecutive house parties on Saturday. He is as sociable as I am with 25 godknowstheirbloodynames relatives sardine-packed in a 2-bedroom apartment in Yishun. The last time I brought him out for a house party was during Christmas, and he looked so moody that night, it was as though Pro Plan decided to shut their business down.
We embarked on a very expensive cab ride to a friend's place in Stratmore Avenue. Rebel's newfound sociability took me by surprise. Not only was he friendly (minus the fact that he was particularly rude with a certain man), he was gracious enough to share his toys with the resident Maltese, K.
And then I discovered why the sudden generousity - Rebel has a crush on K. Here's him flirting shamelessly with K...
And then he went on telling me all about it.
I decided to head over to Gen's place, which is about 10 minutes drive at Sixth Avenue, before Rebel starts humping K. When we got there, Rebel continued his good behaviour and started flirting with a lady. God knows where he learnt to go for the toes...
His tactic must've worked. Soon after, Lady wanted to take a picture with sonny boy. That lucky bastard.
More than 5 hours later, Rebel finally got tired and stopped hopping about Gen's place like a baby joey. And I got tired of losing my money to Gen (the spell's broken, my yin is not as strong as her yang... this is by far the first time I've lost to someone else in Blackjack!). So there we were, sleepng on Gen's sofa like 2 babies...
Sorry, there aren't any pictures of us sleeping. The rest were way too busy playing mahjong.
We embarked on a very expensive cab ride to a friend's place in Stratmore Avenue. Rebel's newfound sociability took me by surprise. Not only was he friendly (minus the fact that he was particularly rude with a certain man), he was gracious enough to share his toys with the resident Maltese, K.
And then I discovered why the sudden generousity - Rebel has a crush on K. Here's him flirting shamelessly with K...
And then he went on telling me all about it.
I decided to head over to Gen's place, which is about 10 minutes drive at Sixth Avenue, before Rebel starts humping K. When we got there, Rebel continued his good behaviour and started flirting with a lady. God knows where he learnt to go for the toes...
His tactic must've worked. Soon after, Lady wanted to take a picture with sonny boy. That lucky bastard.
More than 5 hours later, Rebel finally got tired and stopped hopping about Gen's place like a baby joey. And I got tired of losing my money to Gen (the spell's broken, my yin is not as strong as her yang... this is by far the first time I've lost to someone else in Blackjack!). So there we were, sleepng on Gen's sofa like 2 babies...
Sorry, there aren't any pictures of us sleeping. The rest were way too busy playing mahjong.
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