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Saturday, January 29, 2005

Uninsulting profanities

We were learning the ways of the language... up in belgium when good ol' coach Gafar was crapping around with us with all his sexist and sexual talk, some of us started to imitate his style...

On court, when he loses to a good piece of play, he'll shout "bitch" or "bastard" or "referee!"... and then his antics on-court are really a sight to behold. Once, as the shuttle fell long, he summoned a breath and blew at the shuttle. Its drop wasn't affected, but he sort of "blew" it out. He was like, "Yes! Out!". Haha! I commented to Ho Fung and the rest that it was a good "blow" job.

So yesterday, on our way back from badminton, in Jackie's car, we stopped at a traffic light. Our windows were down and we were once again crapping. There was a female cyclist in front, to the left of the car. We were making a comment about Terence, and he went, "bitch!" loudly. Then she turned around! Hahaha!! Terence was like, "Oh, sorry, not you..."
But that's not all. I went, "Hey, it looks like Sarah Spurgeon!" (In fact, it was.) Prof Sarah Spurgeon was our Control and Maths lecturer last semester. So I was like, "Terence, you are a second year engineer, right?" loudly. But then again, he never attends lectures so she wouldn't know him.

Bastard!

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