A couple of sunrises ago me n yim went to ikea tampines to get some furniture for my new office. while in transit, there came an old toyota some-old-model-that-we-couldn't-recognize that cut into our lane. the problem was after he did that, he slowed down for no apparent reason that we could see.
that pissed yim off. greatly.
down went the gears, and into the floor the gas pedal went.
we swerved and overtook the bastard from the left in no time, traveling at, maybe, 90? 100? in a van. then we saw right ahead of us a constable holding a speed camera device and aiming it in our general direction, and as we passed him he lowered the driver's bane and stared at us.
oh well.
the color drained from yim's face. then he started swearing like there was no tomoro. i knew nothing could pacify him, cos if i were in his shoes, i'd be right bloody pissed too. so i just sat there and listened to his colorful vocab.
one thing to note, though. if u wan yim to drive safely n slowly, THE ONLY WAY is for him to realize that he's on candid camera. the effect lasts only for the first five minutes though. or one kilometer, whichever comes first.
after the safe-driving-syndrome wears off, though, u wouldn't wanna be in the same vehicle as him. cos that's when it's ur turn to have the color drained from ur face. he drove like a bloody madman when we reached the ikea carpark. it was so hiong that the crap from the overhead compartment rained down on him. we had a moment of laughter there.
no pictures for this entry. g-force... too strong.... couldn't.... lift.... hand......
that pissed yim off. greatly.
down went the gears, and into the floor the gas pedal went.
we swerved and overtook the bastard from the left in no time, traveling at, maybe, 90? 100? in a van. then we saw right ahead of us a constable holding a speed camera device and aiming it in our general direction, and as we passed him he lowered the driver's bane and stared at us.
oh well.
the color drained from yim's face. then he started swearing like there was no tomoro. i knew nothing could pacify him, cos if i were in his shoes, i'd be right bloody pissed too. so i just sat there and listened to his colorful vocab.
one thing to note, though. if u wan yim to drive safely n slowly, THE ONLY WAY is for him to realize that he's on candid camera. the effect lasts only for the first five minutes though. or one kilometer, whichever comes first.
after the safe-driving-syndrome wears off, though, u wouldn't wanna be in the same vehicle as him. cos that's when it's ur turn to have the color drained from ur face. he drove like a bloody madman when we reached the ikea carpark. it was so hiong that the crap from the overhead compartment rained down on him. we had a moment of laughter there.
no pictures for this entry. g-force... too strong.... couldn't.... lift.... hand......
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