At this room, time enters a no-passing zone.
Arrived home today to be told that we have a new shed.
Thats right. A shed.
So i went to the back to have a look, only to see a great big monster staring at me through the kitchen window.
The bloody thing is about 5 million metres 5m by 8 million metres 8m. And about 3 million metres 3m high.
What in the name of all thats holy, possessed my father to buy an oversize plastic doll-house that can hold a million a thousand a hundred 50 illegal immigrants?!
Help. Save me from my parents. (-.-)
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5 comments:
should i get some barbies and GI Joes so next time the few of us can play "masak-masak" at your house?? Ooooh... I shd get Kens too to spice things up. Joes and Kens can fight over barbies and oh we can have orgy!!! wahahahahhahaa!!!
That's really funny.
lol!!!! so adorable, a shed... hahahaha!! I like sis idea of masak-masak and we all can role play!! whoo hoo!! I like your dad.
no wait! I just got me a brilliant idea!! You can have ponies!! or horses!! and keep them there and save transportation costs.
or you can make that a tool house! and build things like a frame! or a cupboard! and save furniture expenses.
OR OR you can have that shed as a secret society meeting rendevous!!! (is the right spelling?) cool....
Flowerger: ... ... (-.-)
Do i really want to know how the orgy of Barbies and Kens turn out? *answer myself* No, i don't.
Green Ogre: Heh. Thanks. :)
Drama Queen: Erm... You go ahead and play with your sis lah. I'm not really into role-playing. :p
Think my father was planning to use the shed to store his tools and ladders. Just wished he could have bought a smaller one though. >.<
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