Last Sunday, after depositing my mil at the derma, I suddenly felt the urge to, uhm, well..."move". Hahaha. And so, with Haligilet in tow, we went to the the restroom of Rustan's, located at the 2nd floor. Poor Haligilet, with no one to watch over him, had to share the restroom stall, and endure the wrath of his maver's stinkbombs.
I stiffled my laughter as his expression shifted from jolly chitchatter to nauseous bystander. And when he couldn't contain himself any longer, he goes...
Haligilet: What's that Mama? Is that your pupu, Mama? Your pupu's bahu Mama!EEEEK, DYAHEEE. Hay Lord, please flush my flushed persona down the toilet!!!
(giggles outside the stall)
Maver (trying to maintain her composure): No, baby. That's
YOUR pupu. YOUR pupu's bahu.
Haligilet: No, Mama. That's YOUR pupu. YOUR pupu's bahu.
(laughter outside the stall)
Sa mga nasa restroom ng Rustan's nuong mga oras na yun--opo, ako po yun. I will gladly sign autographs on toilet paper. Mwahaha.
Darn, I should've stayed at home.
EKS-OH-EKS-OH
4 comments:
grabe, maver! nakwento mo na 'to pero nakakatawa pa rin kahit ilang beses ko basahin/marinig :D
the best talaga si nino! kung ako siguro yan, hihintayin ko munang mawalan ng tao sa cr. hahaha! yun nga lang, baka mapagsarhan na ako ng mall! :D
hahaha wagi si haligilet! nilaglag ang sariling maver. so hinintay mo bang maglabasan muna ang mga tao bago ka lumabas sa stall? :P
aba eh, taas noo na lang diba. kung sino hindi mabaho ang s***, bibigyan ko ng paypal credits. mwahaha!
laugh trip!
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