Ghool

No L comes Q. Loves, xx.

Qie : Mother f**ker, I'm home! Hella. Hahahah
Putt : Shesh, I pray for Kelantan to make a lady out of you. I hate it when I'm wrong.
Qie : In your face. Hehe anyway I brought back some batik for you.
Putt : For me or my mum?
Qie : You. Its prettaaaay.
Putt : Smexy?
Qie : Smashing.
Putt : Adorable?
Qie : Lets not push it out of the robe this time okay. Do you want it?
Putt : Sure, drop by later.
Qie : No problemmo bitcho.
Putt : So, hows Kelantan?
Qie : Boring as usual.
Putt : Eleh kau, letak Pavilion pun kau boring. So sama je.
Qie : Mother f**ker. And its not a compliment.
Putt : Its a bad word Qie.
Qie : Says who?
Putt : Mua. Duh.
Qie : Why so?
Putt : Huh?
Qie : Pehal kau blur semacam ni!
Putt : Sorry, Mother f**ker is bad for your vagina.
Qie : *cranks up laughing*
Putt : Heh, you make me feels like a clown.

Sorry Qie, it just came up to me like BANG! Haha. But there you go. What you see is what you get.