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My answer to Joe’s tag:

“As I woke up and starred at the mirror, I saw something unfamiliar. It looked like me, sounded like me, smelled like me, tasted like me, but something was not right”

I couldn’t quite comprehend what was wrong with the mirror image of myself. As I scrutinized every inch of my face and body, it was suddenly apparent. My cheeks were noticeably chubbier. And my tummy was protruding. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief and quickly stepped on the weighing scale.

HOLY COW!!!!!! 10 pounds heavier??? That’s impossible. The scale is wrong. I readjusted the scale, and removed my pyjamas. It must be the clothes that weighed 10 pounds, I thought to myself. I stepped on it again. What?? Still no change?!?! This can’t be happening!!

I reached for my phone and dialed my emergency number – rif. He picked up the phone and I went, “@#!$!#@[email protected][email protected]!!!!!!! I’m 10 pounds heavier! What on earth happened?” rif narrated what had happened the day before.

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It was Tony Roma’s first ever buffet, with all you can eat beef ribs, chicken tenders, crispy batter fried fish, mash potatoes and salad. On top of that, there was also a FREE FLOW of Carlsberg beer, juice and carbonated drinks. rif said I went gaga and attacked one rib after another…like no tomorrow. The people at the grilling station started to quiver in fear. They were afraid they could not grill enough ribs for me. And the crew started an emergency stock take of their remaining cows in the kitchen.Two hours later, I had 10 layers of rib bones on the plate. 30 pieces of huge ass ribs. rif’s mouth gaped open. He has never seen me eat THIS much before. The Tony Roma manager gathered all his best men. They were prepared to kick me out. rif and Shum thinks I’m banned from TR for life. I ate my last huge piece of rib, and passed out due to extreme gluttony.

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“And that my dear, was how you gained 10 pounds in a day!” said rif. “NOOOoooOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!,” I screamed in disbelief.

*Precious Pea is not available to do the tag as she’s going overseas very soon*
I’m tagging Motormouth From Ipoh. Your tag goes like this:

“After too many Slippery Nipples the night before, I woke up with a massive hangover and was extremely late for an important meeting. In my haste, I found myself clad in nothing but a pair of daisy-print boxers in front of a board of CEOs.”

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