(Hilton hotel 2:00 in the morning last week, the temprature is high so balcony doors are left open, and two people having a conversation on the 7th floor, through the balcony door,
Asian*lies on bed with balo in nightsuit*
K*her co worker is in the room next door
K: Hay fay, how you think your funding bid went?
Asian: should go smoothly if not i am gona give someone a bloody nose
K: why you always violent
Asian: no i'am not i'am a happy bunny
K: hay pass me the tesco Onion rings
Asian: o for the love of......... *gets dressed comes out onto the balcony hands onion rings*
K: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (time is 3:30)
Asian: WHATS WRONG WHY YOU SCREAMING ARE YOU OK?
K: paper cut, hehehehehe
Asian: O TWADIE
K: whats that?
Asian: its punjab for go to sleep
K: i need a plaster though
Asian: hands over plaster (no decent ones left only dino ones left)
K: can i have the pink T-rex
Asian: for the Love of ALLAH let me SLEEP WOMAN!
k: (4:00 in the morning) Fay? Fay
Asian: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?
K: you know that dino Plaster....?
Asian: yeah?
K: i think i need a Hospital
do any of you relate to this? or am i the only one who has to put up with it?
