Very soon, ace held his house warming party. i was invited too. i told him me very poor...nothing to give him only recycled gifts i collected over the years which were not even used after unwrapping.
he said it was ok. he only appreciated my presence. aaaah...! i found a good gift to give to him..a retro 30 yrs no more in production optic bedside lamp with built in analog clock....
that's it!...this would be a perfect gift.
PPPPP...PP!....sibeikang's was downstair horning his trademark horn again. off i went.
sbk: what u got there , bob?
lts: oh..a retro bedside optic lamp.
sbk: is it?..i like...can see?...(opened wrapper for him to peek)...wow...i like...can i exchange my red wine with u...i m bringing 2 bottles...u take one bottle and i give the other bottle...but i get to keep this lamp....hehehehe....
sbk...u bloody idiot!!....really lived up to ur kangIng name!
of course, i said NO! not long we reached his condo which was near by the sea....
we parked into the basement carpark. when i entered the basement door to the lift landing, i was pleasantly shocked. wow!!...so much food!!
sbk: bob, stop it!!...this one not belong to ace. his is on the ground floor club house.
shit! wasted man!
ground floor. lift doors opened into the club house. oh my god! pathetic!!....only got 6 miserly food warmers with equally miserly quantity of cheapo food!
and we were the earliest batch to arrive. sbk spared no time to dig in. he was very hungry.....he piled up his food. after that went for second round. me ...i was very pai seh. i anticipated it definitely won't be enough with the arrival of the FOSC gang.
i ate very little....
later, ace's relatives and colleagues came. his colleagues for ur info were monstrous sizes both male and female...and they attacked the food going for numerous rounds.
by then, there wasn't much left. the FOSC gang still haven't appeared. the caterer came and requested to remove all the utensil back. so ace instructed his maid to bring tupperwares and brought back what little scraps were left.
after it was done, the FOSC came. now the table was totally bare! what to do?....all lan lan but still gotta pass presents to ace. i can tell u...everyone of those jokers was famished cos most of them just finished work and hadn't taken their dinner.
what a disappointment to them!....came with expensive wines...and nothing to eat!
after a brief gathering and look around at his posh penthouse which overlooked the sea...nice view...bare rooftop ...no plants nothing...simple cheapo interior decor...we requested to buzz off.
why?...cos everyone's tummy was grumbling...HUNGRY LAH!!...
so we left. the first thing was we complained ...cursed and swore!
the next the whole bunch headed for the nearest hawker centre and supped...cursing and swearing!......
so rich...and so cheapo....why huh?
end of this lame story.....;9(
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