This is the story of a bowl of mutton soup....It happened on a rainy Saturday evening....
While everybody was eating the satay and the mutton soup, I was talking to a colleague and there was this 'fish' in front of me sipping the mutton stock. Suddenly, he took a piece of tissue paper and put it on a spot where I could see. He also put a string of hair on it. At first, I pretended to keep on talking though I knew exactly what's coming. He waved and pointed to the hair. Again, I acted as if I hadn't seen what he had been doing. I acted surprised....
Yes... what is it?
Eeng...eng... there is a string of hair... It's in my soup... (his hand pointing at the soup)
Oh really?! (it's my acting again.. hihihihi)
Ohhh... that couldn't be a lamb's fur, could it? It's too long... Soo, how did it taste?
(I was struggling not to laugh but I couldn't stop my left leg from touching my colleague's knee). And then my colleague screamed subtly ....
OUCH!!! (it didn't hurt and it was a few seconds after I did it so I was sure that he did it on purpose. I know you better... :-))
After a while, I continued my discussion and I couldn't help watching the 'fish' through the end of my eye. He continued his eating and suddenly I knew he found something (again) because his face changed quickly. It was full of disgust. He looked at me and started to say something. To prevent him from saying anything (jahat deh gueee...), I tried to make my eyes as big as they can and showed the what?-if-you-say-something-else-I-would-make-sure-that-my-eyes-would-be-bigger-than-yours look.
The result? He swallowed his complaints....
The end
Too bad.... I could have more giggles then ... Well, maybe some other time ... Just can't wait .... :-)
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