Rookie: what's that song-
Rookie: something on the prowl
Rookie: no
Me: umm...
Rookie: dude what is that song?
Rookie: oh fuck
Rookie: yes
Me: I don't know?
Rookie: sorry my bad
Rookie: i was confusing riders on the storm
Rookie: by thinking predators on the run
Showing posts with label drawing connections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drawing connections. Show all posts
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Friday, 18 December 2009
To LISTEN you have to... ummm.... errr...
Me: You don't listen, do you?
Rookie: Okay, I'll try.
Rookie: Eh, I can't see anything!
Rookie: Okay, I'll try.
(closes eyes)
Rookie: Eh, I can't see anything!
Thursday, 3 December 2009
Monday, 30 November 2009
Eating Disorders
We are at Crepe Station, having breakfast...
Rookie: I am tired of eating
Asfaq: who the heck gets tired of eating?
Rookie: Dude, I get tired very often because of eating
(suddenly smiles and starts giggling)
Friday, 20 November 2009
Do something!!
...chalo, lets do something.
(starts giggling)
(starts giggling)
Labels:
drawing connections,
i didn't mean it
Sunday, 8 November 2009
Yeah, I'm a Chinese hit-and-run artist.
Vin: We were boxing at the ATM.
Rookie: Eh, I won, no?
Vin: (chuckles) Yeah, okay, whatever you say..
Jhayu: How come?
Rookie: 'cos I switched to kung fu. And I can run fast.
Rookie: Eh, I won, no?
Vin: (chuckles) Yeah, okay, whatever you say..
Jhayu: How come?
Rookie: 'cos I switched to kung fu. And I can run fast.
Labels:
being logical,
drawing connections,
mine's bigger
Bloody chinkies are all crooked...
I was trying to draw a bird, but it came out as a snake.
(scribbles over it)
Chinese saala.
(scribbles over it)
Chinese saala.
Thursday, 5 November 2009
Fashion Is So Lame
Rookie: Say something.
Me: Something.
Rookie: That's so lame. You're like those Fashion Street guys.
Me: Something.
Rookie: That's so lame. You're like those Fashion Street guys.
So Scratching The Nose Would Mean...
Rookie: This place smells like pee
Me: No it doesn't
Rookie: Then maybe my nose does...
Me: No it doesn't
Rookie: Then maybe my nose does...
Labels:
drawing connections,
While Lungfucking
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