I am, hereby, a cat. And i have, hereby, used up a single life out of my supposedly nine other lives. AHH! I ALMOST DIED! But before i get to that - Oh boring day today was, went to church, even went for youth (which i haven't been for a long long long time.) and homed. That's all. Until dinner that is. Went out with my Dad - Mummy had to go for some line dance Jamming. Hip eh. That's my cool Mummy for you. :DD - to Holland's XO Bee Hoon. So, after ordering and waiting for our food, there was this group of Indian men over at the next table drinking and chatting. A bit later one of the guys stood up and starting insisting on paying for the drinks or something like that, and he soon rose his voice when his kahkis didn't want to accept it. But they did in the end, who can refuse money eh. xD. Anyhoo, he sat down for a minute or two and suddenly BOOOOOM. He took out two Semi-Automatic Hand Gun, equipped with 9mm bullets and started shooting everything around! As if, but he did flip over his table and did a shout similar to Joel's monster roar. It sounded something like uh..ROARR! Something around that, and he flipped the other table beside him too, and when my Dad and i fled (not humji, it was the only sensible thing to do) he flipped ours too.
Damned those drunken men. Now i have a phobia of people who drink. Pfft. Dinner was great btw, :DD
