Two weeks back, Bei announced solemnly,
"I'm ending my nightlife. Time to rid my body of the toxins and get ready for a baby next year."
Thus, an email was sent out.
Of course the Tohs came. Party was for them.
Their uni friends turned up.
The Gohs dropped by.
We were obviously there.
Stella was there as well.
She felt sore because the bouncer asked for my ID, but didn't check hers.
K: I'm definitely old enough. Very very ancient in fact. You've just made my day.
Bouncer: (smiles) It's my pleasure.
Then there were others who happened to be at Wine Bar that night.
Like the enigmatic ZJ, who once during college days, asked if I wanted to go cut hair together.
No thanks, mate, crew cut is not my style.
Then I saw Jo who drinks like a fish and sings like an angel.
Or was she the Jo who kisses like an octopus?
T happened to be there with his friends.
We competed to see who's got a smaller face.
This was the legion of drinks that floored some of Bei's friends.
WQ and Bei sent them home, and that was the end of the PPP.
Boohoo :(
Bei: Don't be sad. If Take That and Backstreet Boys can have revival concerts, I can always make a come-back on special occasions.
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