.the woo-ster.

Since I got back from Israel, the woo and I have been going on weekly drinking sessions ownself. We love throwing our money away on alcohol and stuffing our face with fattening nuts and oily calamari!

 

Our drinking nights often start with the  annoying mandatory conversation that goes something like…

Woo:  “muscular man A” and “muscular man B” love youuuuu

Me: No lah, ”i’ve got a nice butt” loves you MORE

Woo: New-badminton-lover  also loves youuuu

Me: Lousy-in-english also loves you whattttt

 

After a few drinks…

Me: Ah yah I think muscular man A is starting to like me again

Woo: Don’t tell anyone but I think lousy-in-english might like me too…

 

As you can tell, we are pretty self-obsessed people. We think that the whole world is in love with us hahaha!  Anyways, as the night continues and we get even more intoxicated, our conversation just gets worse…

 Wooo: POOOOO-STER (just in case you don’t already know… I gave the friends shit nicknames when I was youngER and so they started calling me poopoo- because I was the shittiest of all)

Me: WOOOOOO-STER

Woo: POOOOO-STERRRRRRR

Me: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-STER

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Hahaha! I love our conversations!