Thursday, April 29, 2010

Final Answer!!‏

Hello!
First of all, please appriciate this one as it is the second time i've typed it. arr.  Yesterday i used the internet, typed this email, attached and labeled 20 photos, went to send it and the internet wouldn't work.  Blast, i tried for 15 minutes and it wouldn't send so i had to abandon it.  Also the devil man at the internet place made me pay even though his computer wasn't working, i almost threw my water bottle in his face though i managed to restrain myself, barely.

Second of all, hahahahahah.  For anyone who's seen the photo of Rachael in the enormous barreling wave and thought it was real please look again; her hair is dry, she is calmly smiling and if you look closely she and the surfboard are actually floating in space, hahaha!  Sorry to anyone we tricked, it was just meant to be a joke!!

Thirdly, on to the next matter of business; multiple choice.  Turns out everyone knows me better then i know myself!  The most common guess, at a ratio of something like 10 to 1 was, 'E' all of the above, 'Final Answer'.  "shit" i thought upon reading everyone's guess, "that would have been an awesome answer, I wish I'd thought of that myself." ha
In actuality the real answer was, (disturbingly i know, that's why we walked out) 'C' dead puppies.  I almost vomited, who on earth runs a restaurant and wouldn't either feed the puppies some scraps or at least if your not going to keep them alive for gods sakes get the dead fly covered puppies off the floor of your establishment!!  SICK!!

Even sicker then that...so the dead puppy incident took place a week ago.  Since then all of us whom were there have boycotted 'Warung 29.'  That was until...last night three of us are strolling down the street looking forward to a hearty bowl of Bakso (a local meetball, noodle, veggie soup that fills you up for $0.65) oh-no, they are out! No more Bakso! What to do?  As it happens 'Warung 29' is next door, we are hungry and don't feel like walking any further.  Ignorring the boycott and better judgment i might add, we sit down.  The puppies are gone, the restaurant is full of people, things are looking good.  Then the guy next to us spits something into his hand and walks up to show the cook.  "This nail(as in an actual steel nail, not a finger nail, and an inch and a half long) was in my food" he says, while showing the nail to the cook.  The cook precedes to take it from him, flick it onto the floor and says "o sorry bout that" as he turns around to get back to work.
"How on earth does a nail get into someone's food other then if it is purposely put there?"
Mind you we chewed our meal very slowly!  
Our luck is holding, no nails and no one got sick!!

Thanks to everyone who ventured a guess!!  We love getting responses!!

We are back in 14 days!!!!

Love US

Sorry no photos, computers can't handle it.

Friday, April 23, 2010

mulit choice‏

Just a quick question?
What is the best way to get a hungry group of 8 surfers, all of whom have just recently met, to walk into your restaurant, go to sit down and then all simultaneously turn around and walk out.
a)have the bathroom toilet overflow and pump poo out into the restaurant
b)tell them its a locals restaurant and you don't serve tourists
c)have a dying mother dog on the floor surrounded by 2 barely living and 2 fly covered dead puppies
d)have the waiter so drunk that he projectile vomits on your table as your about to sit down

Give us a guess!
Love US

drats again, wanted to attach more surf and other photos but dem computs in asia don't wat ah

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Deep Pitching Barrel!‏


Maybe they were just a fad when I was a kid but does anyone else remember those “Choose Your Own Adventure” stories.
Turn to page 29 if you want to descend the latter in search of riches
Turn to page 41 if you want to climb the latter and follow Vicky
Last night I felt like I was in a twisted and disturbing version of one of those “Choose Your Own Adventures” where the reader has decided instead of just making  a singular selection to choose every option every time.
Turn to page 32 if you want your room to be filled with cob webs and the door to be rotting away to nothing
Turn to page 76 if you want your bed to be like a trampoline so when your wife rolls over you bounce into the air
He Choose Both!
Turn to page 98 if you want your food bag to be raided by a nosy pack of rats in the middle of the night
Turn to page 546 if you want to be attacked by a swarm of mosquitoes
Of course he choose both again
Turn to page 45 if you want the power to go out and the fan to quite
Turn to page 234 if you want the temperature in the room to get oppressively hot and to sweat to death
Yes yes, he choose both
Turn to page 12 if you want the local Mosque to start blaring prays at 4:30am
Turn to page 84 if you want the centipede bite you sustained on your elbow earlier in the day to flare up and keep you from sleeping
You guessed it he chose both

Needless to say, it was a long night

Love US

Check out Rachael's wave yesterday, holly shit, everyone on the beach went wild, twaz a sight to see!!!!