When a boy gotta go, a boy gotta go
Posted on February 5th, 2008 by Lilian • Filed under: Humor
We went to Gurney Plaza for some last minute shopping and saw some nice acrobats from Shanghai, China at Gurney Plaza, Penang. My little boy loves the kungfu part so he sat there and enjoyed the whole show.
Those pretty lengluis are really good, twisting their bodies like they have no bones.
You don’t know which part is their front and which is their end because they seem to be able to twist 360 degree.
“MOMMY!!!!!! I got jiu!!!!!!!!”
“AIYERR…..Michael, take him to the toilet please. Nay, just next door.”
But it turned out that the toilet is one floor down, which entrance is through the car park. So, it is not wise to leave a 16 years old alone with him. And I don’t know where is the ladies as well.
“MOMMY!!!!!!! My jiu coming liao!!!!!!!!!” *holding groin*
“David….where’s the cup you took from Parkson? Take it out. Faster, faster….”
And there you have it, freshly brewed, warm jiu. It filled to the brim. KNN. Lucky I got a small plastic bag to keep it until I find a way to dispose it off.
That’s how I survived having so many boys. When they got to go and there is no toilet nearby, any palm trees, potted plants, cups or plastic bags will do. All have been trained by the father to look cool, act nonchalantly, hold the container with style and no one notices. *sigh*
You know what? Those jiu are much less deadly than those smokers’ smoke. It fertilises the plant too.