in homage to mushroom
i guess due to the large popularity and number of hits on my blog, mushroom feels left out and envious therefore she wants to have a slice of my fame. so here's an entry dedicated to her.
be forewarned that the following is based on a true story at starbucks wisma atria and a great deal of care is put into writing this story as accurately as possible. however some may be untrue due to poor research. it that case, i apologise for providing false information. please do not sue me. i earn $4.50 an hour only.
mushroom is not a mushroom. she is human. she doesn't look like a mushroom either. if she does, that means she'll look like a dickhead. but no i assure you she's very human looking indeed with shoulder-length tresses, a pair of eyes, boobs and ears, a nose and an especially big mouth. sometimes i feel that wearing of ear plugs is mandatory at starbucks wisma due to the noise pollution caused by our loudhaler. maybe it's just me since i have sensitive ears (so don't bloody talk behind my back cause i'll catch you and put whipped cream under your armpits) . mushroom is my colleauge at work. she's a very good servant of starbucks coffee; never failing to put on a smile for the customer no matter how fucked up he or she is. adding to her good service are her well-prepared drinks. i don't know how she can always smile all the time when i on the other hand will develop cramps at the back of my jaw and the area below my eyes when i smile too much. mush doesn't except anything except standards; although everyone else there does too. a pity to our vegetable/root cause she seems to attract all the pain-in-your-arse customers. but credit to her for handling them well. if it were me, i'd probably (you fill in this blank) . i think this is enough about mushroom. oh by the way she has a boyfriend but she believes in being attached but always available? i made the last sentence up.
for the record mushroom, sex is better than flying. happy?
from,
general ka-ra-meh mar-chi-ya-to
be forewarned that the following is based on a true story at starbucks wisma atria and a great deal of care is put into writing this story as accurately as possible. however some may be untrue due to poor research. it that case, i apologise for providing false information. please do not sue me. i earn $4.50 an hour only.
mushroom is not a mushroom. she is human. she doesn't look like a mushroom either. if she does, that means she'll look like a dickhead. but no i assure you she's very human looking indeed with shoulder-length tresses, a pair of eyes, boobs and ears, a nose and an especially big mouth. sometimes i feel that wearing of ear plugs is mandatory at starbucks wisma due to the noise pollution caused by our loudhaler. maybe it's just me since i have sensitive ears (so don't bloody talk behind my back cause i'll catch you and put whipped cream under your armpits) . mushroom is my colleauge at work. she's a very good servant of starbucks coffee; never failing to put on a smile for the customer no matter how fucked up he or she is. adding to her good service are her well-prepared drinks. i don't know how she can always smile all the time when i on the other hand will develop cramps at the back of my jaw and the area below my eyes when i smile too much. mush doesn't except anything except standards; although everyone else there does too. a pity to our vegetable/root cause she seems to attract all the pain-in-your-arse customers. but credit to her for handling them well. if it were me, i'd probably (you fill in this blank) . i think this is enough about mushroom. oh by the way she has a boyfriend but she believes in being attached but always available? i made the last sentence up.
for the record mushroom, sex is better than flying. happy?
from,
general ka-ra-meh mar-chi-ya-to
posted by Mud at 4:52 AM
3 Comments:
awww!!! i feel so fucking touched because afzal wrote an entry specially for me. and you know what, fyi, im not single and unavailable okay!! tsk tsk. im a really heaven-sent girlfriend for my boyfriend! so well, the guy's lucky to have me. lol.
and well, i love you for writing this for me. hahahaha!!
afzal's a gentleman who honours his promise by writing this. i shall write u a testimonial to promote you to chicks out there k.
afterall, now, girls are better than flying planes kan kan kan.
wei.. i also want.. hehehehe... i want an entry for me too.. although i think there's nothing much to write about kan.. sobs.. hehehehe..
oh god everybody wants fame..why not we all write something about ourselves pass it on and then we can just paste it? whoopee-do.
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