Friday, 5 October 2007
There is this lady who is consistently giving insensitive remarks and lame suggestions that will definitely backfire in other's relationship. She continues to brag about how rich she is, how generous her hubby is in buying her gifts and acting smart in Diamonds.. zzz...
The threadstarter in the forum is already facing a problem with her egoistic hubby who pushes the blame of accumulating debts to his wife who merely spent $120 on a mani and pedicure for their ROM (and he actually demanded her to return him the supp card). Long long story and post in this particular thread. Then, this guy posted this...
Hi Julia, Would you like to meet up with me sometime? Don't get any funny idea ok, I got this wonderful book on improving one's EQ that I thought would be suitable for you. I can lend it to you if you want. You can get your hb to read it as well, since he came up with the brilliant idea of maxing out the credit limit of that nimcompoop hubby of blue pooh...Oh, the absolute brilliance of that hubby of yours... But hor, I might be a bit late in meeting up with you...let me explain, cos hor, when I go to my underground garage, I have to choose among the fleet of cars that I have to drive out...you know lah, Ferraris, Lambos, Porsches, Maseratis...after I choose the model of the cars, I still need to find a color of the car that match my expensive Hugo Boss suit (I wear suit all the time, even when I sleep)...then after that I have to drive at least 15 minutes on the driveway linking my sprawling mansion out to the main road...sometimes when I get lost on the way out of my mansion (it happens, place too big), I even have to call my butler, who then calls his assistant...who then calls the ex-SAS security guards to come find me and lead me out of my home....when I'm finally out of my home *whew*...I have to wait (again!) for the TP to clear the road for me all the way to my destination... Only then can I pass you the book...so be patient ok, while I find my way out... And oh, did I tell you about my diamond-encrusted handkerchief...sure, it hurts when I wipe my face with it, but hey, it's diamonds you know! But me being a hygiene freak, I throw away the handkerchief each time I used it... Hang on, come to think of it, maybe I still need the book...oh bugger, I'll pass it to you another day then... *wipes face with hanky...* Ouch! *throws away hanky in my LV garbage bin*
Kudos to him man.. haha! this is a very good one.
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