Week 10

Work. That's what's been keeping me busy these past few days. Little time to blog, to play, to paint. But even so, I still managed to squeeze in some time for a little fun.

Spent a good time of a day with da Shak Boyz. When I got to da Shak, they were already watching some DVD. Septem8er Tapes was the title, I think. Unfortunately for them, I ended up heckling a big chunk of the movie with Emp and Arvin.

"He's American. He must be a journalist." What the hell? He wasn't carrying anything except an AK-47! Journalism has come a long way it seems, for Afghans to immediately judge that a person is a journalist because of a rifle.

"I've got nothing to offer them! They wouldn't want me!" Hell yeah they would. They'd want a piece of that white American ass! I'm sure they're sick and tired of filthy hairy camel ass by now. [And so ensues an unending trail of bad camel and ass jokes.]

Basically it was like Blair Witch Project meets epilogue of September 11. It would have been more profound if we weren't laughing our asses off.

Then Pork brought out a Vivian Hsu erotic movie, Angel... something. Sorry I wasn't really paying attention to the title. It was when Ms. Hsu was in her prime, and the cover made me wanna borrow it agad.

When the first scene came out, it was some dude being assraped by some cell guards. Suddenly, flashes of a naked Vivian Hsu came up while the poor guy was looking at some puppy-sized rats. Right off the bat, we all felt that this movie would be very very wrong.

Then came a flurry of recurring lines such as, "Oooh look, a bed!" "It'd have been better if you had some kind of stick you can beat me with." "And then comes the director slash photographer slash salesman." "Where the hell's scene five?!?"

And then there came the jeep scene! You just have to see it for yourself. I couldn't stop laughing! I was laughing so hard my gut hurt! So did my jaw! And I was frickin' crying of laughter!

Yeah, that was good LOL!

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Got to play WFB again. After weeks of inactivity. I played my KDL against Emcee's Bretonnians. He had lots of lances, and a lord on a hippogriff. After a fortunate turn of events, my KDL took the table ^_^

Les and Ryan got to play, too. Les got a straight lesson on fleeing tactics. I guess that'd mean more Glade Riders then. Ryan's Bretonnians took the field that day over Les' Wood Elves.

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Alright, that's my entry for the meantime. Back to work, slave! *cracks whip*