My Turban Is Dirty
School's so much fun. Euphoria of Valentine's finally swept past us. A word of thanks to all who gave me chocs/messages/gifts/etc.
We had our weekly run during PE. Pretty impressed, because I was able to cover 2.8+ km without stopping. I heard that some idiots (ahem*yanshan*ahem) signed me up for 1500 for sports day. Lol. It's not a questions of stamina lah, more of 'Am i fast enough?' Anyway, had a damned lit test. Pretty straight forward questions. I tried to employ a new strategy in answering my Lit questions. Whereas before, I just scribbled the things that came to mind, I actually tried to organize this time around. Cross your fingers and hope i don't get disastrous results.
Had to cover another 1.2km in TAF/Quest Fit. So fun.
We had a-maths peer tutoring after school, which is basically slacking. Man, MY TURBAN IS DIRTY!!! We finally got our hands on the "my turban is dirty" sound bite, and jeez was it funny. It's basically three sikh guys working in a sikh restaurant getting pranked by "customers". I'm by no means racist (heck, i get racist-ed but have developed a thick black hide to deflect racist shiat), but them turban jokes were funny.
Turban Joke no 1:
Jackass: Hello, is this *insert name of Sikh Restaurant here*?
Sikh: Yeah. May i take your order?
Jackass: It's not me. It's my brother. He's making a pretty big order, so can you take his name down?
Sikh: Okie doke.
Jackass: First name's Myetoor. The last name's B-E-N-I-Z-Z-D-E-R-R-T-I. Can you read that out for me?
Sikh: Myetoor Benizzderrti (Pronounced as My turban is dirty).
Jackass: WHAT?!! YOUR TURBAN IS DIRTY?!!
Sikh: FUCK YOU YOU MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!
*end of transmission*
Turban Joke no 2:
Jackass: Hello. I'd like to make some orders.
Sikh: Ok.
Jackass: Is your chicken soft?
Sikh: Yes. What do you want?
Jackass: Is your BBQ sauce SPPIIICCYY??
Sikh: Yes. What do you want?
Jackass: IS YOUR TURBAN DIRTY?
Sikh: Ye (He almost said yes)-FUCK YOU! YOU'RE MOTHER'S DIRTY!
*end of transmission*
Turban Joke no 3:
Jackass: Hello, is this Mike?
Sikh: Mike who?
Jackass: Mike Turban is dirty!
*end of transmission*
Holy crap. That was pure crack. There's an SS test on Friday, so i'm gonna study two days before, because studying only the night before does you no good.
We had our weekly run during PE. Pretty impressed, because I was able to cover 2.8+ km without stopping. I heard that some idiots (ahem*yanshan*ahem) signed me up for 1500 for sports day. Lol. It's not a questions of stamina lah, more of 'Am i fast enough?' Anyway, had a damned lit test. Pretty straight forward questions. I tried to employ a new strategy in answering my Lit questions. Whereas before, I just scribbled the things that came to mind, I actually tried to organize this time around. Cross your fingers and hope i don't get disastrous results.
Had to cover another 1.2km in TAF/Quest Fit. So fun.
We had a-maths peer tutoring after school, which is basically slacking. Man, MY TURBAN IS DIRTY!!! We finally got our hands on the "my turban is dirty" sound bite, and jeez was it funny. It's basically three sikh guys working in a sikh restaurant getting pranked by "customers". I'm by no means racist (heck, i get racist-ed but have developed a thick black hide to deflect racist shiat), but them turban jokes were funny.
Turban Joke no 1:
Jackass: Hello, is this *insert name of Sikh Restaurant here*?
Sikh: Yeah. May i take your order?
Jackass: It's not me. It's my brother. He's making a pretty big order, so can you take his name down?
Sikh: Okie doke.
Jackass: First name's Myetoor. The last name's B-E-N-I-Z-Z-D-E-R-R-T-I. Can you read that out for me?
Sikh: Myetoor Benizzderrti (Pronounced as My turban is dirty).
Jackass: WHAT?!! YOUR TURBAN IS DIRTY?!!
Sikh: FUCK YOU YOU MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!
*end of transmission*
Turban Joke no 2:
Jackass: Hello. I'd like to make some orders.
Sikh: Ok.
Jackass: Is your chicken soft?
Sikh: Yes. What do you want?
Jackass: Is your BBQ sauce SPPIIICCYY??
Sikh: Yes. What do you want?
Jackass: IS YOUR TURBAN DIRTY?
Sikh: Ye (He almost said yes)-FUCK YOU! YOU'RE MOTHER'S DIRTY!
*end of transmission*
Turban Joke no 3:
Jackass: Hello, is this Mike?
Sikh: Mike who?
Jackass: Mike Turban is dirty!
*end of transmission*
Holy crap. That was pure crack. There's an SS test on Friday, so i'm gonna study two days before, because studying only the night before does you no good.
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