Note : This blog is categorised as humour!
An earthquake measuring a perfect 10 on the ritcher scale has hit Petaling Street. The whole place has crumbled with too many earth shattering blogs about the other real the earthquake.
Even sexy blogs like the Hustler has earthquake tones like:
BrEaKinG Up iS HaRd-To-Do….
Notice the word – Breaking up?
And one blogger brought his “naturally made chocolate swirling” into Petaling Street.
So, shall we give a breath of fresh air to PPS? Let’s blog about our cats, dogs, goldfishes or something instead of earthquake?
This writer, having survived two earthquakes in Penang, has this important community messages :
1) Earthquake musn’t happen late at night. Couples romancing may mistaken the real tremors to self-activated shakes caused by ber-asmara-ing. The dizziness and swaying movement from Mother’s Nature may be mistaken for the big O.
2) Women must wear their bras to sleep or else risking being ogled by the neighbourhood apeks. This is a kisah benar dan gempar. It happened in my neighbourhood.
Heeheee, the last quake, I wasn’t wearing contact lenses. This time, I am prepared with contact lenses and something else. Hence, I can smirked at other women who just stumbled out of bed, braless, standing in the open ground with the whole neighbourhood.
On an unrelated topic, someone gave me a very flattering flattery. (It this how SAHM is supposed to write?) She placed me high up with Jeff Ooi, Doc and Mike’s blogs. Though she threw rotten eggs at me, I feel good! Thanks! But too bad, I am not going to quote your blog ‘cos you won’t get a chance to get referrals from my very hot blog to your mini one. Nyek…..