The first thing we did ;
Paint her toenails different colours.
Then, Chinia wrote that on her left leg.
I conquered the back. Well, part of it anyway.
See the 'Ash Hole' on the side ? Chinia's work. The child, is a genius.
Result, full body permanentmarker tattooing.
I actually got a decent picture of my SnugglesHater.
And my pig hasn't had a bath for 9years. And counting.
Chinia's work, yet again. Anyone who knows her would know that she is absotivelypositutely obsessed with Twilight and Edward Cullen.
The marker is only in the picture before I was about to colour in her belly button.
There's one bite mark. The other is on her back.
Ran out of ideas midway, when there was still alot more space on Ash's body. Hence, the retarded sentence.
Boog, bitches. Don't mess. (;
The top half says ; Dinosaurs are not extinct. They are just hiding.
The bottom half says ; I like Paris Hilton.
Eiyer, Ash is a dirty girl.
Refer to older posts about the prostitute thing. (:
The cherries on top of the cake, we drew and wrote on the soles of her feet.
Right foot is my territory.
Left foot, none other than Chinia.
Forgot her knees, so we decided to fill her up.
Chinia wrote 'Grandma Flora' because she's always complaining about her knee aches.
I wrote ; I am an oompa loompa.
Why ?
Well because when we were at the mamak, we were talking about piercings, and Ash told us the story of her lip piercing. Hand motions, sound effects, everything.
Paint her toenails different colours.
Then, Chinia wrote that on her left leg.
I conquered the back. Well, part of it anyway.
See the 'Ash Hole' on the side ? Chinia's work. The child, is a genius.
Result, full body permanentmarker tattooing.
I actually got a decent picture of my SnugglesHater.
And my pig hasn't had a bath for 9years. And counting.
Chinia's work, yet again. Anyone who knows her would know that she is absotivelypositutely obsessed with Twilight and Edward Cullen.
The marker is only in the picture before I was about to colour in her belly button.
There's one bite mark. The other is on her back.
Ran out of ideas midway, when there was still alot more space on Ash's body. Hence, the retarded sentence.
Boog, bitches. Don't mess. (;
The top half says ; Dinosaurs are not extinct. They are just hiding.
The bottom half says ; I like Paris Hilton.
Eiyer, Ash is a dirty girl.
Refer to older posts about the prostitute thing. (:
The cherries on top of the cake, we drew and wrote on the soles of her feet.
Right foot is my territory.
Left foot, none other than Chinia.
Forgot her knees, so we decided to fill her up.
Chinia wrote 'Grandma Flora' because she's always complaining about her knee aches.
I wrote ; I am an oompa loompa.
Why ?
Well because when we were at the mamak, we were talking about piercings, and Ash told us the story of her lip piercing. Hand motions, sound effects, everything.
So, as you might have been able to tell from the pictures, we had a damn good day.
Minus the fact that we had to wake up at like 7 in the morning for church, and then had to cancel my breakfast plans with my favourite whiteboard. *giggles*
Had actually planned on meeting Ash for breakfast after mass cos she had to go see Daddy after. But no, as per usual, Momma made other plans for us. Was pretty ticked, and a tad grumpy from not getting much sleep the night before, but put up with it, being All Souls, and whatnot.
Got home and bummed like the two mafakkas me and Chinia are, and ended up going to Phase 2 simply cos we needed to stock up on cancer sticks. When we were about to leave, I get a text from Sniffles asking if she could come then. Didn't bother leaving, so just plonked our tooshes and waited for her. Meanwhile, the whole DangdutMaid drama was unravelling right before my ears. I found it all quite funny, besides the fact that I would most probably be the one to blame for Chinia's puffing habit. Got over it soon after, as it sorta blew over. I tell you, we chiqs love our Momma's a whole load, and I am not kidding.
Sniffles finally arrived, after what felt like 10years, and the three of us talked and giggled like a buncha lunatics on weed. Amy bought us drinks, so we needn't worry about washing dishes in the kitchen. Headed to the playground back home as we were getting pretty restless. Played on the swings and got up to our usual nonsense. Ash does hallucinate quite abit, I hear it comes with age. But the comment shall be kept private. I tell you, tiny people have way too many hormones. (;
Headed home, and jumped into the shower, as I swear I was about to melt into a big blob on the floor. Came in (fully clothed, might I add !) only to find Ash asleep on my bed, yet again. Kept trying to wake her up, hitting her and almost picking her up did not work, so I tried what I knew would not fail me, I bit her. *big cheesy grin*
And that, definitely woke her.
She told us we could paint her toenails if we let her sleep, so we decided on Orange, Blue and Red. Painted each toenail different colours, and let it dry. Got bored of that really quickly, so I decided to draw on her. With permanent marker. (: I coloured in her belly button !
Funny as hell, and I found her tickle spots.
Chinia got hungry, as usual. So I helped to warm up some leftover nasi lemak for her and Ash. Spoilt the two of them for a lil while, and felt pretty damn proud of myself for not breaking anything. Watched tv for abit, as we were all too lazy to even move. Except Ash, of course, who kept abandoning me to talk to all her girlfriends.
Ash left at around 5, leaving me and Chinia to wallow in boredom and self pity. The one day that we actually wanted to go swimming, was the day Jesus decided to make it pour. Life is quite a bitch, really. Ended up bumming in my room and talking, practically buttnaked.
Got a text from Ash, which made me and Chinia laugh like crazy.
It said;
It took me ages to shower ! All the soap suds were red !
Mm, havent had such a good day in awhile.
That's it, Ash. You're mine every Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday & Saturday. (:
;; and I wont love you,
as Ive got only one heart to lose.
as Ive got only one heart to lose.
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