So uncle Booboo came in late last night. And we could all hear him. He was singing. He's a lousy singer, by the way, and moaning Yuet-kuk lyrics sound lugubrious anyhow. Even when it's supposed to be happy and carefree. At least they do to me - I really don't like those old-timey Cantonese tearjerker movies.
Does he FINALLY have a girlfriend? After all these years!!! That, of course, is the big question. Middle-aged men SHOULD have girlfriends, it keeps them moored to reality, but uncle Booboo was just a bit .......
Well never mind that. We were wondering. That's all.
He's not saying anything, but he's much cleaner than he used to be. I think he shaves nearly every day now. Combs his hair too. And he's smoking less. He's obviously up to something!
I just hope his little huggybun is blond.
That would definitely freak out Grannie and Mom. And we need some excitement around here.
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Good heavnes me, girlfriend, this blog is filled with sex! I thought nice little minckseseses did not swung that. You undisappointment me most intensely.
Oh yes. Yoghurt times two.
---Grant Iamblondeinallparticulars
undisappointment me
By which you mean....?
Your asking Patel Sahib what he means? You need your head examined.
I, on the other hand, need to watch what I am typing (first "your" supposed to have been "you're", of course).
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