I won’t be in town for Xmas this year.
Unless I fall out with a pal, whom shall not be named to protect his privacy…
by:
a. refusing to pay up when I lose money to him over mahjong;
b. execute my (ever on-going) plot to silence his pet dog;
c. continue to tease him non-stop over his ex-girlfriend;
d. not gently closing his boot cos the damn heavy spoiler will do duno what damage to his beloved car;
(and the list goes on…)…
I will be going to London with him at the end of the year. On his account, if I didn’t hear wrongly… - It was a bit noisy at Chomp Chomp earlier lah.
This is by far the best thing I’ve heard this year…
Well, he will be visiting a special female friend in London at the end of the year. And by no mere coincidence, I’ve been appointed the Official Travelling Partner. What have I done to deserve a FREE air ticket (if I didn’t hear wrongly…) and FREE lodging in that freaking expensive British capital? I didn’t do much actually, except that I contributed to his major windfall in a most indirect manner last year.
In case this friend of mine sticks to his special female friend like superglue in London, I’ll ask around for intra-Europe flights and make myself busy at the LV store in Paris, awe at The Coliseum, sip some Absinthe in Prague, or make my nipples hard at the Swiss Alps.
By the way, I forgot to confirm… We’re travelling on business class right?
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Edit: OK. I did hear wrongly. Lodging is free; the ticket isn’t.
I’m an optimistic person. I’d choose to believe the ticket isn’t free YET. =D
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