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I shall talk about the cycling trip to Changi Village on 16 December [of course is 2007 la]
As can see from the previous post I was watching soccer before the cycling trip.
Feeling overjoyed by the arsenal win we set of at an Ungodly hour of 2.45 to
Chiong to CV [changi village.]
But First
We had to go to pumping our bike/s [bicycle not motorbike] with the most precious commodity on earth-AIR.
We went to the Exxon-mobile gas/petrol station to pump the AIR.
Afterthat we chiong to ECP [east coast park, try to keep up with the acronyms] as there was a direct route to CV.
We cycled past Tao Nan Pri to the underpass that led to ECP then emerged at the ECP MacDonald there. After avoiding some drunk cyclist blanga/Indian/sri lankan [ for those of u that bother, I was so dark and he was also dark brown/black that I cannot tell. Anyway they all look the same to me la so heck]
We continued cycling without interruptions except from the occasional mat/minah couple taking up the entire cycling lane in a bid to complete their epic journey back to their humble abode[read tent] to have some pre-marital sex. In simpler engrish for those who do not comprehend[understand] they were walking on the cycling track back to the tent to have sex. Get it?. Of course they were constanly accompanied by the snoop doggg/ 50 Cent[is he that cheap?]/akon playing on the damn moblie phone.
I think they should make the MP3 function not usable to the Mats/minahs by making it so hard to understand and use so only the intelligent can use it.
Luckily for us Andrew brought the wonderful invention called the Whistle.
So he went up behind them and blew away.
Heres a picture of the whistle. Its highly recommended and used in the EPL and does no chao xia[lose pitch]
However the air horn still works best.[115 decibel-damn loud la]
OK continuing towards CV[ changi village-you people should learn how to remember what u read.]
We headed further and further towards the end of ECP. Towards the National Sailing Centre.
Then finally we reach the end of ECP at the chalets there.
There we encountered our first accident where Boss Leong [Jared] suffered a few abrasions on his sexy thigh. Our spirits were not damped by the minor injury to comrade Leong we decided to carry on into the dark and newly built track. Actually got lights la.
Picture of track near this canal.
The place is like super ulu I kill you there you also dunno.[eh but since I kill you you of course will not know la. What am I talking about. Let me rephrase. If I kill you there noone will know] But since I am not a killer like Bruce Willis in the Jackal I can only kill mosquito.
Picture of the Jackal[fierce] jackal is the abit boratbotak
Ok so we cycle at the aunties pace to CV[ changi village-Are you paying attention?.] and chatted about many many studds eh stuffs I mean. so we get to the changi beach eventually there got a lot of random big rocks around I also dunno for what.
Further on got this bunch of blanga/malays/Indians sleeping on the floor there. It was too dark for me to tell the difference and the smell was pretty much rancid. Sooo poor thing. Wish I could open a hotel and give them free rooms. But oh wells im just a poor student. HIAZ.
So after about 5 more Km or less, we reached the CV[ changi village-see above la.]. It is the land of the Bapoks/aqua/trannies/transexual/animals/she-males/whatevermakesyouhappy and of course some delicious Nasi Lemak and some bloody fat cats. So we parked our rides near this drunk ass and went to take a seat. We ate for around 20 mins but there was no drink stall open, I think the mamak lazy open sial. So we must go to the ah-neh to buy the water and 1000 plus eh 100 plus.
Here is picture of Nasi Lemak Stall[ coconut rice stall bodoh/stupid ]
Here is the picture of our Rides[sound cool ah? chepalang bikes only la]
EH!!! sorry this is my bike with jareds sexy leg! PAISEH!
This one is better view without leg of my bike
OK our Rides.sorry abit blur.camera lousy.
Introducing Andrew looking a little perplexed.
Andrew looking hungry
Daryl looking bored??
The Table that we sat at No 92.
OK after all that eating. i never put picture beacuse i dont want you all to feel hungry ma.
So afterthat it was time to say bye bye to all the Bapoks/aqua/trannies/transexual/animals/she-males/whatevermakesyouhappy and of course some delicious Nasi Lemak and some bloody fat cats.
Satisfied we went accross the bridge that prominses to fine you $1000 if you cycle on it? heh
What a JOKe.
Saw the ferries that take people to Ubin
On the way we passed a place that was very important to Singapore and man.
We went back towards ECP
[East Coast Park- i guess you people really suck at this acronyms game]
There was the sign to mark the entry to Changi Beach 
We passed by Changi Airport. sorry for poor picture quality. I don have a digital SLR camera.
On the ulu trail to ECP [East Coast Park - i am a kind person]
Then it was back to ECP [East Coast Park - you should have gotten it by now rite?] and then home sweet home to hit the sack[sleep la mormons].
Enda of da post. if ya brothers out there feel that there is anything that ur homie isaac here forget to say then Point it out ya niggers and letme, da yelow chinese nigger blog it for ya? [is this passable snoop dogg? hahahahahahahhaa]
COMMMENNNT please!!! hahahah
BYE
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