Enter the Entertain(ubi)ment
Nubi is a fuss pot. Ever since we weaned him off his pebbly puppy kibble and onto the Science Diet's unfabulously cryptic "Adult" dog food. He's become a shadowy wisp of his former self (when he's not lurking in shadows, that is) and plays an intricate game dalliance when it comes to mealtimes.
The typical scenario begins like this:
Anyway, i spice up Nubi's food with random leftovers and miscellaneous sauces. These include hand-crushed grapes, floored black-sauce beef, jinchalok (gross prawn paste, don't ask), soya bean milk and RAW EGG!
I DO realise that those ingredients spell for a puke-worthy recipe, especially mixed with its base of pungent dog chow. But hey hey, Nubi SLUUUPS it up! Woot, this is going to be a good way to fatten him up and finish up the canine commestibles before it decays into a toxic miasma of fumes.
Mek. I see you all scoffing at my life (or lack thereof). GO AND EAT DOGFOOD YOURSELF lah, hell knows i've tried it already... Not the most tasty thing in the world.
Immediately after yesterday's biology paper (lost an unwarranted 4 marks. Crap), i bought an offering of Bubble Tea and crashed Nick's house for yet another 6 hours of DOTA. I evenbamboozled persuaded my father into staying an extra hour for my last game when he dropped by to fetch me home. Of course, this is only in the middle of my common tests, with only the practice-intensive subjects of Maths and Chemistry the next two days...
There was this particular moment of pwnage: I was the Goblin Techies, obviously, and i had been singled out by a lvl 21 Nerubian Weaver with yellow health. In my last act of desperation, i planted a land mine and detonated myself on the spot to avoid giving him the frag. He then went into windwalk (invisibility) with a measly 200 health and faded into the background. I assumed he would be heading back to base, and i DETONATED a remote mine by PURE ESTIMATION when i figured he would be near.
This. Killed. Him.
OMG so sexy. *cue music* I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my...
Anyway, i'll be kept rather richly entertained after the CTs due to the arrival of Lil Jon's Crunk Juice, MIA's Arular and the Invader Zim DVD series. Woowoo. Also, with double subscriptions to Time and Newsweek, i've been spending unnecessarily extended amounts of time on the toilet bowl immersing myself in the extremely interesting state of current affairs (no, not the toilet water currents). Really Reader's Egest siah.
Be prepared for PIERCING SOCIAL COMMENTARIES, CLAIRVOYANT ECONOMIC REVIEWS and CONTROVERSIAL POLITICAL CRITICISMS!
Hmm, looks like that didn't fool you either.
Oozing Crunk Juice to... In Da Club - Lil Jon ft Ludacris & R Kelly
The typical scenario begins like this:
- Maid cradles Nubi's chrome food bowl
- Nubi is in hyperventilatingly excited.
- Maid begins her leisurely saunter to the storeroom
- Nubi is in hyperventilatingly excited.
- Maid scoops up a cupfull of his spherical 20-cent sized chow
- Nubi is in hyperventilatingly excited.
- Maid lays down food in front of a wide-eyed Nubi fraught with anticipation.
- Nubi examines it quizzically, then saunters away looking for excrement to sniff.
Anyway, i spice up Nubi's food with random leftovers and miscellaneous sauces. These include hand-crushed grapes, floored black-sauce beef, jinchalok (gross prawn paste, don't ask), soya bean milk and RAW EGG!
I DO realise that those ingredients spell for a puke-worthy recipe, especially mixed with its base of pungent dog chow. But hey hey, Nubi SLUUUPS it up! Woot, this is going to be a good way to fatten him up and finish up the canine commestibles before it decays into a toxic miasma of fumes.
Mek. I see you all scoffing at my life (or lack thereof). GO AND EAT DOGFOOD YOURSELF lah, hell knows i've tried it already... Not the most tasty thing in the world.
Immediately after yesterday's biology paper (lost an unwarranted 4 marks. Crap), i bought an offering of Bubble Tea and crashed Nick's house for yet another 6 hours of DOTA. I even
There was this particular moment of pwnage: I was the Goblin Techies, obviously, and i had been singled out by a lvl 21 Nerubian Weaver with yellow health. In my last act of desperation, i planted a land mine and detonated myself on the spot to avoid giving him the frag. He then went into windwalk (invisibility) with a measly 200 health and faded into the background. I assumed he would be heading back to base, and i DETONATED a remote mine by PURE ESTIMATION when i figured he would be near.
This. Killed. Him.
OMG so sexy. *cue music* I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my...
Anyway, i'll be kept rather richly entertained after the CTs due to the arrival of Lil Jon's Crunk Juice, MIA's Arular and the Invader Zim DVD series. Woowoo. Also, with double subscriptions to Time and Newsweek, i've been spending unnecessarily extended amounts of time on the toilet bowl immersing myself in the extremely interesting state of current affairs (no, not the toilet water currents). Really Reader's Egest siah.
Be prepared for PIERCING SOCIAL COMMENTARIES, CLAIRVOYANT ECONOMIC REVIEWS and CONTROVERSIAL POLITICAL CRITICISMS!
Hmm, looks like that didn't fool you either.
Oozing Crunk Juice to... In Da Club - Lil Jon ft Ludacris & R Kelly
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