So I go out last night
to the main city on Penang called Georgetown. They have nice clubs and bars there. So me and nat go get some cool East Indian (or just Indian if you're European cuz you killed all yours) food. That day I'm happy cuz my nail that was ripped up due to me falling in the hole in Laos has finally healed. We leave the restaurant to head to this bar that is sorta like flashbacks (for you Kelowna people) but with a smaller dance floor. Well we take this short cut across this tiniy construction site. Lucky Tyler was able to smoke is big toe into some nice re-bar lying on the ground. And the re-bar was nice enough to hit square onto my nail, ripping it up all the way to the cuticle. So I'm standing there with blood puddling in my sandal and I have to hobble over to the 7-11 to get band-aids. I then get to spend the rest of the night moving around people hoping the don't stomp on my toe. This will be how I remember Malaysia.
Ty
hoping he doens't lose the nail
Ty
hoping he doens't lose the nail

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Thx Rache, I know I can get through it now with those words of encouragement!
I'll take a picture of it
Ojoj, ojej! This could hapened only to you. Hope you are feeling better right now!
Take a better care of yourself
:)
Petra
^^^^^^^^^^
The toe has stopped bleeding for the most part. I've only hit it into two walls so far. Gangreen here we come.....
Ty
BTW, what the hell does Ojoj, ojej mean?
Yeah, i thought that maybe you won't get the 'ojej ojoj' thing... khm... how to explain? do you remember the sound of the words that me and Pika did on the treak when something went wrong? and almost the whole group (including you) repeat them after us? this are the words: ojej, ojoj (it would be probably pronounced in english something like this oyey, oyoy)... but, as well as i know you, you probably just don't remember
:))
Ojoj, ojej! I understand now! And I do remember contrary to what you thought, and are thinking right now.
Brad, I couldn't tell you about them because they were once part of the Soviet Union, and therefore communist. If I was to reveal their identities I would be risking both mine and your life. It was for your safetly man, hope you understand.
Oh, and a 'pita' is something you eat dude. Her name is Pika. Oh shit maybe that was a code name. Great now I'm going to be executed commie style - thx Brad
Ty, say goodbye to everyone!
You know the procedure : when you tell someone about us, communist, or
even worse: you try to explain what is our code name, you barely have time to
say goodbye....
Ex-Soviet Union Girl is gonna get you :)
And Brad, be aware of us - you just know too much now.
^^^^^^^^^
Sorry to drag you into this Brad :`(
I owe you a beer or something
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