I hate ironing...
I hate ironing...
I think I should get a medical slip from my camp MO to excuse me from ironing and any other activities that closely relate to that of the above due to the following reasons:
1) Unsound mind. As you can see, I don’t have much sanity to begin with, so please don’t take away all of my remaining functioning brain cells. I suck at ironing and everyone knows it. I burned a couple of holes in my brother’s underwear and almost turn my mum’s mango top to a reject from this fashion. You get the drift, when you suck at something you tend to get very cranky. It’s a chain reaction. I swear if things really go out of control even Mark Lee’s face would not be spared. I need adult supervision!
2) I have better things to do. Ironing takes up a lot of my precious time when I could be saving the world with my supernatural powers, I want to be VR Man … that lucky James Lye. I have calculated, I spend an average of 5 minutes on a piece of clothing and a grand total of an hour plus to finish all my ironing, blame it on my perfectionist streak but I cant stop unless I am sure all the clothes were either properly pressed or it has been completely defaced and destroyed beyond human recognition.
With the same amount of time, I can accomplish a lot more like reading up on my Forbes magazine, checking on my stocks, and even make out with Wong Li Lin in my VR Man super tight spandex.
‘Li Lin it’s me, VR man’
‘Is it really you, VR man. You are my hero. Tell me anything you want, anything, I will give them all to you. Don’t be shy, just ask?’
‘If you really insist, would you please iron my spandex and don’t forget my undies, why not you just iron everything, sweetie?’
‘What you take me as VR man? Your Stupid freaking maid? Let me give you a piece of my mind, you want me to iron your undies why not I iron your balls too’’
Lesson learnt: Never ever asks your partner to iron your undies. Apparently this is the number 1 reason why couples are breaking up and getting divorces over, I’m serious BBC reported this not too long ago… How trivial? People are just getting weirder these days.
Ok I really got to go and do some ironing, before the female tiger comes along and snare my head off. Mums sometimes should just do more and delegate less… kidding!
I think I should get a medical slip from my camp MO to excuse me from ironing and any other activities that closely relate to that of the above due to the following reasons:
1) Unsound mind. As you can see, I don’t have much sanity to begin with, so please don’t take away all of my remaining functioning brain cells. I suck at ironing and everyone knows it. I burned a couple of holes in my brother’s underwear and almost turn my mum’s mango top to a reject from this fashion. You get the drift, when you suck at something you tend to get very cranky. It’s a chain reaction. I swear if things really go out of control even Mark Lee’s face would not be spared. I need adult supervision!
2) I have better things to do. Ironing takes up a lot of my precious time when I could be saving the world with my supernatural powers, I want to be VR Man … that lucky James Lye. I have calculated, I spend an average of 5 minutes on a piece of clothing and a grand total of an hour plus to finish all my ironing, blame it on my perfectionist streak but I cant stop unless I am sure all the clothes were either properly pressed or it has been completely defaced and destroyed beyond human recognition.
With the same amount of time, I can accomplish a lot more like reading up on my Forbes magazine, checking on my stocks, and even make out with Wong Li Lin in my VR Man super tight spandex.
‘Li Lin it’s me, VR man’
‘Is it really you, VR man. You are my hero. Tell me anything you want, anything, I will give them all to you. Don’t be shy, just ask?’
‘If you really insist, would you please iron my spandex and don’t forget my undies, why not you just iron everything, sweetie?’
‘What you take me as VR man? Your Stupid freaking maid? Let me give you a piece of my mind, you want me to iron your undies why not I iron your balls too’’
Lesson learnt: Never ever asks your partner to iron your undies. Apparently this is the number 1 reason why couples are breaking up and getting divorces over, I’m serious BBC reported this not too long ago… How trivial? People are just getting weirder these days.
Ok I really got to go and do some ironing, before the female tiger comes along and snare my head off. Mums sometimes should just do more and delegate less… kidding!
(PS: Joel if you reading this, you are just too slow. I have deleted all the juicy bits from my previous entry and tag board, you are left with the crumbs, but dont worry try harder next time... Cheers )
posted by theflyisneverdead at 6/09/2005 12:00:00 AM
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