A Season to be Merry

I headed back to Muar for my Christmas break last Friday, 21st Dec. First on the agenda was Willie's wedding on Saturday. It was to be a full day event with fetching-the-bride in the morning, church wedding in the afternoon and dinner at night. However the festivities started slightly earlier on Friday night, as I hopped over to his place soon after I arrived in Muar. A bunch of old school friends were already there and we chatted until we realised it was past midnight and time for the bridegroom to get his rest.

Saturday began early at 7.45am. Here was how it went ...

Willie : "Brothers, keep heart. What's a mouthful of odd tasting spices and a few strands of hair?"

Justin : "Wait, not the whole lenghth of my lower leg! Oooh, I'm regretting this..."

Brothers :"We're still good. The worse is over. Hope it will be lunch soon ..."

Willie : "I have got what I came here for ... luckily her 'chi muis' didn't know about the 'angpows' in my left pocket."

Brothers : "Hey Sigrid, he's yours now, catch!"

Willie : "This is the day that the Lord had made ... "

Willie & Sigrid : "Cheese ... (our cheek muscles are aching so much)"

"Dam dam damdam ... " (ok,maybe not the bridal march...)

Kids of the seventies; one for the road.