It is funny how I am expected to dispense sensible, accurate and sound advice at work but outside of the office, I am a vault of useless information.
The other day, us three girls were lounging by the pool. The German was sharing with us from her favorite section of The Economist i.e. the obituary of famous people and their contribution to society. Dailytoe was feeding us tips on fashion dos and don’ts from a glossy mag. And me? I was telling them what Lindsay Lohan wore to the last MTV Music Award, who was spotted looking like a blimp in a bikini at the beach and why Kate/Tom is hiding Suri from the public - information courtesy of Hot! Magazine.
(For your useless information, Suri was taken ill with a cold hence had to be kept house-bound.)
Today during lunch, fresh out of the office after a whole morning of answering difficult questions on how to save our ship, I once again proffered absolutely useless (and subjectively, incorrect) information to Dailytoe when she ask me why the contestants from The Contender have to do a ritual dance prior to their Muay Thai matches.
Frou: It is a prayer of safety to the God of Muay Thai. So that they won’t incur fatal injuries during the match.
Toe: And the feathers they wore on the head are from….?
Frou: Cocks.
Toe: Because….?
Frou: The God of Muay Thai likes to eat chicken.
By the way, one of the contestant from The Contender “impregnated” a pseudo famous blogger from Singapore. Again, for your useless information.
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