Memorable Conversations

Conversation 1: Bananas & Nuttz from SFO
January 4, 2006 (12:02a.m.)
I received a rather surreal 2min 40 sec phone-call from SFO. Surreal because it was almost like a dream. I had just fallen asleep when Wanting knocked on my door at about midnight. She said something about HJ/M/X on the phone and wanting to speak to me. I remember precious little of that conversation due to my grogginess though I remember being greeted by enthusiastic mooing…ironically I only got fully alert by the final, farewell ‘moo’. What I remember most clearly from that call is the time-keeping “…you’ve wasted 20 secs of a 3 min call…”,”my 1 min is up. HM!!!”, “…ok my 1 min is up, let me pass the phone back to HX, she wants to moo.” And then, at precisely the 3-min mark, the line was cut off. I returned the phone to an amused Wanting who asked me if I would be able to go back to sleep (I gave a rather animated account of what I remembered of the conversation). I actually fell back asleep without much trouble, but not before remembering another conversation that took place almost a week ago.

Conversation 2: Two Guys & Some Underwear
December 29, 2005 (sometime in the evening)
John & Zibin were folding their laundry in my bedroom and ran into a bit of an…underwear snag. I don’t recall the full conversation (probably because I was laughing so hard then I couldn’t hear it all) but here’s the gist of it:

John: Kor, did you take my underwear?
ZB: Don’t think so. You got crocodile underwear meh?
John: Yah! You think you’re the only guy who wears crocodile meh? *grabs one of the undies that ZB just folded and holds it up* Look at this. Your butt got so big one meh?
ZB: *grins sheepishly* Oh…ok. *looks around* Wait…something’s wrong…I should have one more underwear.
John: *looking at the stack of underwear in front of him* How many should you have? Do you change your underwear everyday?
ZB: *eyebrows shooting up indignantly* OF COURSE LAH! *eyeballing the stack in front of John* John…give me back my underwear! One of that is mine!
John: *takes one underwear from his pile quite randomly and holds it out to ZB*
ZB: *looking up in exasperation* JOHN. Don’t give me just any one of the underwear! Give me mine!

After much laughter, the two guys managed to find their respective underwear and the story ended happily ever after. Oh how I wish I had caught that scene on video…