The Toilet Testament...

I've known this "testament" way back when I was a kid when my godmother is The Land Down Under sent a plaque to my family. So here it goes:

Bless this room, O Lord we pray,

Make it sweet by night and day.

Bless the seat and bless the flush,

Bless the early morning rush.

Bless the nasty little brat who

Pulled the chain and drowned the cat.

Bless the girl who locked the door

Reading books an hour or more.

Bless the phantom with the feet,

The prints of which are on the seat.

Bless the bloke who thought he oughta

First discover toilet water.

Bless the fiend whose favorite caper

Leaving you stranded with no paper.

Finally with love and kisses,

Bless the bloody fool who misses.

Am contemplating on whether to print this out and past it on the washroom door of my office ;p.

Google believes in Tolkien...

A friend shared this with me... When in Google maps, change the change directions to walking directions. point A, type 'The Shire'. Destination B, type 'Mordor'. This will then appear (please note the circled part):

If the words are unclear, the circled section says: "Walking directions are in beta. Use caution - One does not simply walk into Mordor"

What can I say? Google believes in Tolkien. ;).

(for those who are blur, please go read or watch The Lord of the Rings)

Teh Tarik lah Bruder...

nothing like a good teh tarik at the mamak

There's nothing like going to the local mamak for a good cup of teh tarik (pulled tea for those that don't understand the "royal language" of good ol' Malaysia). Coming from the land where nasi kandar is ever abundant, I do enjoy my teh tarik after a good mamak meal.
So I was out last night with my two friends, Emmanuel and Danison @ Chen Chen at the local mamak in the area. As usual, teh tarik for me, Chen followed suit while Emmanuel opted for the regular "non-pulled" tea. After placing our orders, we went along our usual routine of cracking some funny story to tell. Few minutes later, our macha came with out drinks. We were expecting 2 bubbly-foamed cups and one, 2-layered cup of tea. But no. We got three cups of that 2-layered tea. So all three of us looked at each other in a weird way and double and triple confirmed that it was 2 teh tarik and 1 teh panas. So we flagged the macha and made our small complaint;


Daniel and Emmanuel: Macha, 2 teh tarik ni deh.
Indian Macha: Teh tarik ah? Ok.
(stirs the 2 cups meant for me and Chen while smiling all the way)
Daniel: Macha, mau tarik lah ni!!! Bukan bancuh!!!


So in the end, the dude eventually took the two cups back and pulled it for Chen and myself. This is my first encounter with a mamak that kinda refused to pull my tea. Is it such a burden to pull the tea? Goodness. Even if the bloody tv program which was showing that night was so entertaining for you (it wasn't for the three of us btw) have the bloody courtesy to give customer satisfaction and not smile and act like you can get away with not pulling the tea!!!  

there is a reason to why we call it "teh tarik"...

and plain ol' "teh panas". Get the difference?

"I get the difference boss. I stir and all look the same"