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Taken by the babe Aminah herself.


Aminah-Extreme Right.




From left to right.
My Best Bud/Wingman- Quek Wai Meng
The one and only, me. Failing miserably at trying to look fat.

As promised.
Ahdokboy who wanted pictures,
you want pictures? Here they are.

First of all, before you give Quek any stick for his complexion or his looks,
lemme tell you that he's the best buddy there ever was.
Here's a friend who's lasted my entire Secondary education,
whose dependable enough to trust your secrets to,
trusting enough to tell you his secrets (although he knows that you'll broadcast it to the rest of the school asap),
a good enough friend bitch buddy that won't interrupt you halfway while your
discussing your relationship/financial/parental/academic woes to,
nor stupid enough to attempt to make fun of you when you're bitching.

You know what's the best thing about him?
Not that he's better than Courts Ready Finance,-nono money is only material-
nor is it because he's so good to bitch to,
nor the fact that he's smart enough to shut up and listen when I go
'Stop being so stupid, shut up and listen!'
(Heh.. How many goodfriends do you have that are actually so stupidly brilliant?
He's smarter than 90% of you jackwads out there simply by knowing his place. Brilliant, eh?)
not the fact that we both bitch about everything to each other,
-nooo,bitching buddies can be found aplenty good ones are the real rare ones-
or the fact that we're bloody brudders that will do all sorts of crazy shit together,
-nearly four years of crazy shit! Woot!-
it's the fact that he's such a fucking incredible wingman, when it comes to picking up
girls that makes him so bloody effing incredible!

Nabeh!
Don't look down on him okay!?
This is a guy, who will bloody hell go up to a strange girl
and ask her for her phone number!

Dramatization:
*Generic Shopping Mall In Town*

Me:Chiobu, 2 o'clock!
Quek: Alamak!? Like that, okay lah..
Me: Aye, look at your standard, you think you can do better ah?
Quek: *slightly peeved* Okay lah, okay lah!
*Goes up to girl*
Quek (to chio bu): Excuse me miss, but my friend over there thinks you're very good looking,
I was wondering if you're single and if you were could you do my friend there a favour?
(all spoken in perfect and polite Chinese)
ME: *Mutters*KNNCCB *Slightly Embarrassed*



Limpeh tell you hor, this kind of friend hor, sibeh hard to find one hor.
Help you to pick up girls you'd otherwise have no balls to approach?
Godsend.

Besides, look at that innocent little face?
(Don't mind the acne)
Any girls would just foolishly believe whatever he'd have to say,
not knowing that this is one SOB who can out cuss me.
And I can cuss in 7 different languages, so out cussing me is a pretty mean feat.
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Oi, what's the meaning of this!?

Alamak! Aminah! You mean you didn't catch the shot of
me posing like a bloody kawaii-neh(!) poseur.
Complete with doe-eyes and bunny fingers?
Peace!

You can tell that this was taken after that.
You can see Quek looking away, embarrassed,
and Ezzah's raised hand, after hitting away my 'peace' sign.

Alamak!
What a waste. I'd have really wanted a spasticated picture of me.
To think I'd posed for a full 5 seconds before getting my hand hit!
Aiyaaaar.......
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Anyways, Aminah, yes, yes...
Thank you for featuring me on your blog...
I'll post one more picture of you on my blog eh?
How about that? Should be payment enough right?
I won't link you, since you obviously don't want the traffic
but hey, I've called you a babe and posted your picture on my blog, twice.

Good enough, no?