The Last Supper

Our manager went crazy again. That old man satu macam wan, mood swings 24/7. Some times damn bloody hell acting like a bull that got poked. Other times acting like guanyingma. This time he invited everybody to dinner. At 1st i didnt wanna go, but then he told me that there are some that he doesnt want to invite, and that i should go. So ok lah, free dinner, go lah.

WHOA I TELL YOU...... He booked a special corner inside of the restaurant, not the paria seats outside, got 60inch plasma tv, pool table. Guys get beers, girls can choose beer or juices. For appetizers we had 2 bowls of Nachos, 2 plates of.... something. Got cheese, meat, crackers, olives, etc.etc.

Main course is 6 pizzas, 2 bowls of spaghetti, 2 bowls of beef salad, 2 bowls of some cheesy thing, and god knows what else i lost count. The waiter was bringing the food in, he said :guys you look like you are having the last supper or something.. HAHAHAHHA. After that some of us had ice cream for dessert, i ate till my stomach was literally about to burst.

To illustrate this i will now use the following diagram:

me before dinner
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me after dinner
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Damn chun. Bill was $500. Crazy old man. You have my respect.