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"People
don't care how much you know
until they know how much you care."
John Maxwell |
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Blowing the... erm, flute..
Keris Hang Tuah si Taming Sari
Campak ke sungei tak dijumpa lagi
Hatiku rasa meriah sekali
Hidup NSku tinggal 4 Duty!
Haha! I know! LAME! But I can't help it! I'm gonna ORD soon! Woooot!
I had a very memorable fire call yesterday. Someone had burnt some clothes in a metal container commonly used for burning incense paper, so we were despatched to do investigation. After interviewing the neighbours and the owner of the unit the container was placed next to, we somehow or other found the culprit : a gay Scot living one floor above. No, seriously, a genuine gay.
I'm not trying to be discriminating. I'm getting to my point... er, okaaay.. wrong word there.. I'll get to it.
Anyways, my Encik is a good talker, knows how to talk his way through, get people to open up, etc.. He was the one who got the Scot to bluntly admit he started the fire. Anyways, the Scot was not too familiar with Singapore culture, of locking his door (yes, he leaves his home unlocked), using the rubbish chute, etc. Anyways, my Encik noticed a flute in the house.
"Oh, do you play the flute?"
The answer?
"No, I play the flesh flute."
SERIOUS!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!
I don't think I'll ever forget this one!
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