My flatmates

Bugged by popular demand (yes, I know and I heard it), I'm presenting to you my flatmates, especially for those who really want to see the anterior view of Scott. You have seen the posterior view of him, obviously.

Presenting to you this young lad, aged nineteen, born and raised in Dargarville whose sister is a standup comedian. A second year student in Physiotherapy course, he's more than willing to offer massage service for you (Ladies, mail in your application form to 42 Akoranga Drive, Northcote, Apartment 31. Gentlemen need not apply).

His favourite posture

I reckon he is a lady killer (careful, don't wet your computer with drool, ladies) and right, he's still an eligible bachelor. I'm not eating sour grapes but I beg to differ... Scott can be quite disgusting -- a lean mean wicked german gas producer. Farting and burping loudly in front of the public is his forte.

Don't believe? A video speaks a million words.

How unmatching is this sound and the background music of my blog. Sigh

Next on the list, he is G, my Indian flatmate. As happy as a lark, he is doing his post graduate course in Physiotherapy. He, too, is more than willing to offer massage service for you (Gentlemen, mail in your application form to 42 Akoranga Drive, Northcote, Apartment 31. Ladies need not apply).

G loves to make satirical jokes, especially on the issue of Singapore and Malaysia but he will frown upon when you ever mentioned something about Pakistan and India. (See how I phrase my sentence, I didn't put India before Pakistan. There is a reason for everything.. *whistles*)

He's earning royalties from Colgate

It's Ali (my 3rd flatmate) 's 21st birthday tomorrow. I didn't have the opportunity to take a snapshot of him but I will tomorrow.

That's all, folks.