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Marilyn

Thursday, April 05, 2007


I did a Marilyn Monroe on Monday.
I wore a light pleated skirt that is made of very thin material. So as usual, my colleague and I were going for our tea break. We were standing at the traffic light waiting and SUDDENLY, AN UNEXPECTED BIG GUST OF WIND CAME AND BLEW UP MY SKIRT!!! (I cannot be anymore dramatic.)
And so I was struggling to push down my skirt and holding on to my wallet and handphone, all the time fully aware that the vehicles and motorists on Robinson Road (who, incidentally were also waiting for the red lights to turn green) had a fantastic view of my fantastic rear!
And at that split second, I remember trying to recall which panty I had on that day. And then wahseh wahseh HENGGGG ARR~ It was some lacy Sloggis. I mean, if I were to do a Marilyn, it might as well have been one with a pretty-looking panty, right? Sempat sey fikir pasal seluar dalam. Hurhur.
No wonder the morning of that incident, I remembered thinking that it was important I wear a pretty panty, and not some grandma ones. Hurhur...
The whole time the incident happened, my colleague didn't notice. However, she saw an old man driving a van, and this old man was pointing at me (or rather, my backside) with a happy grin on his face before he broke into laughter. Wahlandey, ah pek chikopek hor! So happy nampak panty.
After that, I didn't know where to put my face. I couldn't turn right or left because in any direction I turn, I WILL face someone who has seen my most intimate wardrobe, plus other 'wonders'.
I prayed that I got hit with temporary dementia so I won't have to replay that incident over and over again, like a broken record.
It didn't help that my colleague was laughing macam perempuan gila, again, gaining attention to us, and a red-faced me.
The wind didn't stop either, so I walked clutching my skirt macam retard.
And did I tell you, as the van whizzed past us, the chikopek ah pek gave a tiny honk and whistled. Nabs, understand, naaaabbssss?



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