Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Wednesday, December 5 2007



Have I told you that I'm getting bored guarding my mattress??

Everytime I'm here on duty, I lose a lot in terms of opportunity costs. In case you don't know what is opportunity costs, let me explain.

It means if I wasn't here guarding this mattress, I could be rummaging through the kitchen cabinets looking for food to munch on.










But what the heck. Just tahan here another 5 mins Yoo-ri then you can have a short toilet break.
















Finally!!!! My 5 mins toilet break has come. Come on over, you big fat rainbow caterpillar. Let me bite on you to release some of my stress.

*chomp chomp chomp*

Hmmm, still feeling stressed.....let me bite some more.













Think there is still some food stuck inside. Never mind. I'll use the straw to pick it out. Get more use out of this useless straw.















Getting bored. Waiting for mummy to finish eating her lunch. Basket. Why do I always have to come to restaurants with her and never get to eat any food??? Next time when I can walk, I'm gonna run away from home.















Can you see what's new on my face??? See my beautiful nose stud on my left side of the nose??

Is that cool or is that cool?

I'm so gonna be the coolest baby on the block.













Actually my mummy isn't all that bad. She actually gave me some of the leftover dim sum that she ordered and couldn't finish. Yummy. Tastes not bad.

















Mr Waiter, oy come over here. I wanna order some more.

















Oops, seems like you caught me trying to eat this bag of cheetos. Look, don't tell my mummy ok or I'll get into trouble. My mummy is very selfish. She eats a bag of cheetos everyday for her dessert and doesn't share any with my daddy or me.

No wonder she's a fatty.












This bag of cheetos sure is hard to open. Basket. Wait till I karate chop it.

















Our new pet. Its name is Dog.













This is our new horse. It's called Horse as in Horse.

Cute?
















Hey hey hey, what is Suki trying to do to Skinny?? Touch his skinny birdie?? The dummy Skinny still doesn't realize it but I think Suki has a pair of scissors in her other hand.

HA HA HA








Is that Skinny's mummy or Skinny's daddy?? Let me take a closer look.

















Suki, I don't want your leftover apple juice. Go give it to Skinny, or Skinny or Skinny. I'm not interested in juice. I'm more interested in the foods.
















Suki trying to pose like a Victoria Secret model. Look Suki, to be a Vic Secret model, you got to have these attributes.

1. Have cup D boobies
2. Dress less, as in much less. Standard uniform is probably a bikini top and your diaper.













Auntie Maki is carrying me up as you can see. And as you can also see, I'm petrified. Can you blame me? Did you see the size of Auntie Maki's arms??? My legs are bigger than her arms. Oh shit.....















Suki, don't think I didn't see you scratching your ass. Now that's really disgusting. Go wash your hands with dettol before you touch any of my toys.
















Look Skinny, wipe that dopey look on your face or I might have to change your name to Dopey.

Irritate me somemore and I'll step on you again and make you cry harder.














Dopey, your mummy is looking for you. Come over to her and leave that piece of snack on the sofa in front of you. Come on Dopey, good boy.
















Dopey sure is dopey. I just did a smelly fart and he still looking the same. What a dummy. Next time I got to call him Dummy Dopey.











Here's Dopey looking like Dopey.


















Trying my best to look as dopey as Dopey.


















Guess who I'm trying to look like here???

You got it. I'm Auntie Big Foot when she just wakes up.

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