Tuesday, August 16, 2005

HERE'S TO BATU KURAU

These days, when old friends call, there's a 50-50 chance that they've just embarked on some MLM program, and are trying to recruit you into their schemes. It was almost a relief, therefore, to hear from MZMZ (emzee emzee) that he needed a favour, and it WASN'T to sit down with him for an hour to listen to a way to make money without taking up too much time.

I love hearing from old friends. At once, you're transported back through time, to when life was so simple, so carefree, and we lived each day as it came. Almost like that ABBA song, OUR LAST SUMMER...walks along the seine, (in this case, the malacca river), laughing in the rain. HAHA, in fact, in this case, the words are even more apt.

And now you’re working in a bank
The family man, the football fan
And your name is EMZEE
How dull it seems


Oh, okay, lest MRS EMZEE is getting worried, I'm just using the abba lyrics as an analogy, nothing to panic about. Those were good times. Hey EMZEE, although I know you only call when you want something, I want you to know that I've always always treasured your friendship, and you never fail to bring a chuckle.

How's your rice diet coming along?

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