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Re: My lovely SG girls
Ladies and Gentlemen, its been interesting to interact with you on this thread. Sunday’s over, I have a job to do and my girlfriend is back tomorrow. I will post the next installment of my story tonight but after that you won’t see any posts or responses from me until at least next weekend.
Some of you are clearly getting impatient and wondering why the girls aren’t showing up. My story is going to take its time. That’s my style of writing and I can’t change it. The girls may show up at any time, but I’m not promising a time frame. All I can promise is that they are definitely there. If it’s stretching your patience, I suggest you move on to other threads. Since I won’t be in touch earlier, let me wish you all a wonderful National Day! |
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Before losing to the Brits. Who starved them Indians during the Opium War and the Bengal famine. The white men conquered India. At least the Chinese had the balls to resist. Them Indians backstabbed one another to get a pittance. The French lost French Indochina to the Japanese and Thais during WW2. I know my history. Yours is coloured to lick the ass of the white man. And to thank him afterwards.... What's the language that unites Indians? Hindi? Tamil? Nope. It's English..... |
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So from what I get from these 6 pages of a narcissist tooting his own horn. He's rich, he's handsome, he's slick and more importantly, he's Indian. And supposedly have a bigger ding dong than most of us. What's next? Your biceps bigger than our head? I bet you also look better than Ronaldo right?
I may be judging too prematurely but if the TS behaves like this in real life with the pompous ass attitude, I think girls will roll their eyes at him before rolling with him in the bed. |
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I’m too reserved to try and pick up women in bars. That’s never been my forte, and who knows what the hell you’ll pick up anyway. I needed some introductions to eligible women, and was making a mental shortlist of people to speak to about this. Then lady luck dealt me a card... or two 😬.
There are always some days in one’s life that can never be forgotten. Some can be days of immense sorrow, and some are days of great joy. I can never forget that Friday. First thing that morning we received an update on our ESOPs (employee share options for those who don’t know). Our shares were handed out every quarter, and most employees had arranged for them to be sold automatically upon receipt. The company share price was at a high on Thursday night, and we were going to receive a whopping payout within days. 😬 There were big smiles on the faces of all the executives in the office, and we decided that we would meet for a celebratory drink that evening. I offered to host at my club - a very well known, old and prestigious club close to Orchard. I wound up work a little late that day, and headed to the car park to pick up my car. This was a rental that I was using until I bought my own, and I’m pleased to say that buying a nice car was going to be easy for me after the good news of the morning. I was amazed at the high cost of cars in Singapore when I first heard of it, but after a while one gets used to everything. As I was about to reach my car, my foot hit something on the ground. I looked down and saw a wallet. To be precise, one of those LV wallets with embossed motifs, which was big enough to be used as a travel wallet. I opened it to see whose wallet it might be, and was quite shocked to see a lot of cash in foreign currency, a passport and credit cards amongst other things. What was I going to do with it ? I could give it to the carpark security, but didn’t think that was a good idea as there was too much cash in it. I could take it to the police, but then I saw a few business name cards belonging to the same person - Sharon C (all names are fictitious). The lady was a lawyer with a reasonably well known International law firm. There was an office phone number and an e-mail address on the card. I called the number and got a voice message telling me that the office was closed, so I sent her an e-mail saying that I had found some property of hers and gave my hand phone number. |
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I was intending to post the following installment upon my return to this site next week, but seeing how impatient some of my readers are getting, here it is .....
- - - I went straight to the club as I couldn’t be late. I was the host for the evening, and had to be on time to receive my guests. My club does not allow phone usage in the bar and restaurants, so I put my phone on silent when I got there. My colleagues arrived, and we started off by opening a bottle of bubbly. Some of them brought their wives, and some more spouses joined us as the evening wore on. We were 9 people, and there was a lot of merriment. An hour or so into the evening I took a personal break. On the way, I glanced at my phone and saw over 10 missed calls from the same unknown number. I promptly called back and the phone was answered by a nervous sounding female. Me: “Hello, I received some missed calls from you. She: Yes, I saw your e-mail. Please tell me, have you found my wallet ? Me: Yes, I have found a wallet. I won’t know it’s yours until you tell me what’s in it, though. She: I’m Sharon C, and the wallet has my passport, NRIC, credit cards and money in x currency. Me: Then it is your wallet! I’m out now, but will be happy to return it to you at a convenient time. I work in xxx building, would you like to collect it from my office on Monday morning ? I could hear sounds of sobbing. Someone was clearly very relieved. She: I’m supposed to be flying abroad early in the morning. I really need to get my wallet now, or I’ll be in a lot of trouble. Please help me. (She sounded really desperate). Me: No worries, please come straight away to T club and ask at the reception for me. I requested the receptionist to call me from the bar when my visitor came, and rejoined my friends. Last edited by Bigbanger; 06-08-2018 at 01:08 AM. |
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Don't understand why you guys are hating him, but let him tell his story man.
After all, if you guys don't really have inclination towards his story, then just don't view the thread? Maybe OP was a bit over the top bragging, but to each his own, yes? As many Singaporeans will say, 'You happy can liao lo.' ![]()
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TS must be working in a certain local bank.
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TS making the effort to write....his own writing style..no need get so sexcited.chill yah
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Big strong and friendly bank?
In front of the bank door? |
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Wahahaha I remember that advert. Do you think TS got baotao?
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indian style curry vs chinese style curry
stir ah stir stir ah stir ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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May or may not.
But sure 鸦片仙 |
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