The Secret of ****** revealed
-posted by Squid

******* had been bugging me for the past few days for a shirt. It all began last saturday, when we were all in nyjc, where we played squash. And ******* saw my friend SX wearing a t-shirt. What caught his eye was that this was a "cedar" shirt. No its not a shirt with a boring tree, its the shirt of Cedar Girls' School!

Apparently, it didnt just catch his eyes, it also caught his nose. HE CAN'T FORGET THE SMELL! The sweaty smell of a young girl's pespirations. So ****** had been bugging me for days for the sweaty shirt. And this was how I replied him.

"She's waiting for you to collect it."

******: "but I dont jus want the shirt, it must have the sweat too!"

"ok she's going to play squash before you go her house, and she'll take it off and give it to you when you come."

"eh dont sick larrrr I only want the shirt and sweat!"

Now here's the contradiction. Obviously ********'s desire for the shirt is a fetish, and fetishes are related to sex. Come on which normal boy would want to go after a girl's sweaty shirt? And he is telling me not to be sick!

To come to think of it, ****** lives in Hougang, where there was this recent case of the 'Hougang terror'. The hougang terror has a fetish too. He would dress in women's clothings and flash his privates to little girls as young as 8. Now imgagine him saying..

"eh dont be sick larrrr I only want to ask her if my dress is nice, and if my cork is small!"

Eh, siao, to come to think of it, maybe ******** is the Hougang terror?

*anyway, squid screwed his GP paper. Please console him*