His..
And mine...
I am quite proud of my own bike because it looks so ladylike, hehe.
Wah, I feel like i given birth to them..
But unfortunately, got this incident really dampens our spirits for the past 1 wk plus.
There happens to be an asshole living in benny's condo who has a habit of bursting all the bicycle tyres in the carpark.
Benny's bicycle tyre also got punctured 3 times while mine was punctured once.
Makes me freaking pissed when i think of it..the nearest bicycle shop is about half an hour away k, and we had to walk all the way with the bicycle.
Benny very poor thing, he had to walk 3 times there in a wk..
Fixed alry, 2nd day punctured again.
Fixed AGAIN, then the day before his bd, he discovered it's punctured again.
Just before we left for his bd celebration in jb too! ...waliew..mood nearly gone.
We, plus all the irate residents who also got their tyres punctured complained to the security office, but even thought the security guards go on petrol every one hr (or so they claimed), they haven't been able to catch the culprit.
I am guessing it's a teenager doing this for the thrill, and he shall be so further thrilled with a good, tight kick in the balls from yours truly.
That is, if I find out who he is.
Benny and I, we are both vengeful people.
Him: I hope he go and die.
(a moment later)
Him: I changed my mind. No need to die la, maybe just the let the hand tat punctured the tyre rot and fall off can already.
Me: Oh...i hope his son/daughter gets born without an asshole.
As i said, we r both vengeful people.
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