Friday, 26 October 2007
****** I glued this picture of my drawing on my assistant Sumon's Table while he was engrossed in his work. He didnt notice my work of art till Manager spotted it first. And let me describe sumon's face to you, Red, Bursting, almost Tearing with shame, Shock like an Ostrich and mumbled. ( i must say, i am fcuking impress with his excuse)
Manager: Sumon! what the hell is that????!!!!
Sumon(with his Fucked Face): err..ii... This isSSsssSs the draft chart. I Looooveee to draw Chhaartts.
Manager: Huh?! Do it in yr private time. It looks like it needs a whole lot of pratice.
Sumon(STILL with his Fucked Face): okokok!! iiiiii will pratice!!!!!!
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By the way, Sumon is back from Msia!!!!!!! His Transfer to the branch in Msia has been postphoned. Yipeeee!!
Goodness!!!!!!!!!!!
That is what i call the holocaust!! wahahahahahaa
hold me now at 5:09 pm
