Darling I'm sorry I brought a guy home to sleep

So yesterday qing di (err.. translated to love's opponent. And that is another story. He's just my good friend) called me out for supper. After that he suggested coming to my place (since my parents is away and he is currently unemployed) to watch soccer. Yes, at 4am.

And this morning I told Mrs Tootsie about it and she starts asking weird question. This is our msn conversation:

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
darling really my qing di slept with u?

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
hahaha

I though by the "hahaha" she was playing with me so I played with her.

Me => says:
ya la

Me => says:
he slept on the sofa

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
oh why leh

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
so pitiful

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
i tot the other room?

Me => says:
he dun want leh

Me => says:
so i squeeze on the sofa with him

Me => says:
naked

Me => says:
we shared a blanket cos it was so cold

Me => says:
but luckily our bodies warm each other up

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
yerrrrrrrrrrr my god

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
really?

My god! she actually believes me.

I admit I got lotsa gay traits... like..

1) I love shopping
2) I got obscene amount of clothes.. would have obscene amount of branded clothes, shoes etc if I were rich
3) I faithfully apply sunblock everyday before I go out
4) I have started on anti aging
5) I have gone for manicures
6) Would have gone to pluck my eyebrows if not for my Mum telling me it'll change my life and not do it.

But still.. My god! she actually believes me......

and so....................the classics of Mrs Tootsie is back

Sorry guys.....Mrs Tootsie been lazy lately...hehehe and

sooooooooooo..............the classic adventures of Mrs Tootsie is back

Two classics of Mrs Tootsie that happened last Saturday ...well shd I say three classics...that include one that happened today over lunch with my colleague Ms A from Mexico.

Classic 1 (Saturday, 23 June 07) at Titisee, Schwarzwald.

Both myself and Ms A were inside this shop. I was looking at those lovely angels figurines...too engrossed...I knew that someone has passed by and stopped beside me. Her size, the colour of her dressing was so similiar to Ms A and so all the while I assumed it was Ms A who was beside me......

I turned around with my eyes fixed on the angel figurine without looking up and said : IS THIS NICE.....to the person (whom I "assumed" was Ms A).

................Silence.............no response and I looked up. Oppps...it was not Ms A and the lady was giving me a blank look. I controlled myself and turned around and kept giggling. When I told Ms A, both of us laughed until our stomach ached.

Classic 2 (Saturday, 23 June 07) at Titisee, Schwarzwald.

Ms A and myself were returning back to Basel. So we found a seat while waiting for the train at Titisee train station. On the bench there sat an old couple. I sat on the bench first. When I sat, there was a loud THUD and both the old couple jerked. All of us, including Ms A saw what happened and kept laughing. Well I guess I must be too heavy ;( cuz when I sat on the bench, both the couple jumped up abit....

Hmm must be the bench lar.....too old le.....better change to a new one lar....

Classic 3 (Wednesday, 27 June 07) at Rosental canteen, where my office is

Both Ms A and I were chatting while having our lunch at the same time.
Ms A's spoken english wasn't that clear...so sometimes I might need her to repeat.

I cant remember what I told Ms A but I knew its about our mother.

The classic begins here....

Ms A: ur manager is a woman?

Mrs Tootsie : (trying hard to figure out what Ms A was talking abt...but since the last conversation was about our mothers) , I replied : she is a housewife

Ms A was giving me a blur look ( I suppose Ms A must be thinking what housewife am I talking about) ??????????????

So I asked Ms A to repeat what she asked....Guess what !! She was asking whether is my manager back in Singapore....a woman...

I burst out laughing and told Ms A I have misinterpreted her question and again both of us laughed it off.

Well thats my classics that I have accumulated for days....stomach cannot take too much laughter any more...too much laughing gas....no wonder I "detox" twice today....hehehehe

Luffs,
Mrs Tootsie