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Last night, LMD kidnapped me from my house and drove me to the Wine Company at Dempsey road. I had never been there before. In my mind, it was some stylo place with continental-dining styled art-deco and stuff. To my surprise it was some pre-WW2 school house that had been renovated into a shop. And everybody sat on tables outside, like some roti-prata mamak shop.
As usual, the Cowboy luck was in effect and we got a table immediately unlike the other people who were dressed to the nines and made to stand and wait on the gravel road (oh the indignity!). LMD was buying (hey, she’s the one that wants to drink dammit!) so with a wave of her hand, she expressed what she wanted with the non-chalance of a regular wino wine collecter.
So she ordered a bottle of white wine called Cederboinks or something which while had a nice bouquet of sweet fruity berry taste, was a little too young for my delicate palate as it was a 2004 wine. LMD drank it like a fish though.
I was rather moody (bad day at work) and that’s why she kidnapped me. But it turned out that she was moody as well (bad month in life).
But nevermind, because after a few liters of wine down the good old throat the wine started taking effect and we were yammering on and on. By midnight, we decided that we had enough and proceeded to River Valley road for a fish noodle supper. When we got there, LMD was too drunk to parallel park. Actually, LMD has never EVAR been able to parallel park. It has something to do with the fact that she has no wang.
Enter the drunken Cowboy Parallel Parking method. Of course I parked the fuckin car. Although LMD has a really big ass car and I was so tipsy, I tripped on flat ground - I can drive my way to the moon if required.
Being tipsy and all that meant that my asshole personality was unleashed. We spotted a really old guy with a young china chick on his arm and they sat at the table in front of us. This really stuck a finger up my anal passage for some reason and I started saying in a loud voice “Gee whiz, my new ambitionin life is to be rich when I’m old so that I can have a young girl draped around me while I parade around”. The old dude looked kinda surprised, but didn’t do a thing. I mean c’mon, it’s the awful truth and besides his 80 year old kung-fu doesn’t stand a chance against my drunken palm of Ru-Lai.
After supper, I slept all the way home - safe in the knowledge that if LMD crashed the car, my recent monogamy would gurantee me a place in heaven.
THE WINE COMPANY aka nice place to bluff chicks that you’ve got culture
Block 14-3, Dempsey Road (tel: 6479-9341)
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