Sheylara wishes all mothers a happy mothers’ day!

Just felt like doing that even though it’s not my usual style. (And also because I’m waiting for the Goonfather to stop playing his silly PS3 game and get ready so we can go out.)

Because mothers, although they can be infuriating at times, are really nice people. Most of them, anyway.

And even if they aren’t nice, there must be a good reason why they aren’t nice.

Okay, I can’t blog anymore. Got a couple of mothers to take out to celebrate. And the Goonfather, amazingly, is now ready and he’s waiting for me, instead. ROFL.

Hope y’all have a great day, mother or otherwise.

Share with me what you did today and what you got for mum! (Give me some ideas for next year, haha).

See ya!

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Yes, that’s him in the video. He is Paul Ong, aka Don Juan de Porko, aka Man of Steel Stomach and Palate.

Okay, start loading up this video before you read on because it will take a while.

I purposely wrote a long long post and included a lot of rubbish photos so you can be somewhat entertained while waiting for the video to finish loading.

Now.

Remember how my friends and I almost died eating level 10 spicy buffalo wings?

Paul wasn’t with us that night, so we missed the chance of getting upstaged by him.

Paul is our club’s resident daredevil.

Paul and Cindy

That night, Erwin had laid this challenge out to the table, “If any of you can finish a whole plate of level 30 (six wings), I’ll buy you dinner every time we go out for the rest of your life.”

Nobody took up the dare. None of us could even finish eating a single level 10 wing, let alone six level 30s.

We all agreed that Paul was the only one among us who would do it. Some in our group doubted that he could actually complete the task, but we were all convinced that he would die trying. Yes, he’s that kind of guy.

When we related this to him, he, who once ate an entire bowl of wet chilli padi, scoffed at us. “Huh! How spicy can it be? I’ll eat three plates for you!!”

Yes, such is his bravado.

So, we planned our second trip to Sunset Grill & Pub. We made sure Paul was free that night. We made sure we had still cameras and video cameras fully-charged and ready. We made sure Paul had bought life insurance.

We also arranged a birthday celebration.

The first time at Sunset Grill, we were supposed to celebrate Joey’s birthday but we didn’t manage to do the song-singing-cake-cutting routine because, remember, we were all dying from the level 10 wings.

Here’s an archived photo of Joey (and me):

Well, this time, we had another birthday to celebrate.

Minou’s!

Minou is 10 years old!

In fact, all of us in the group are 10 years old, if you go by the candleage on our birthday cakes.

I’m turning 10 on July 23 this year. Remember that!

By the way, I wonder if anyone else feels vaguely embarrassed about having a whole restaurant gawk at you while your friends make the admirable (but unsuccessful) attempt to sing the birthday song to you in key.

The cake is really good. It’s a strawberry cheesecake from Bakerzin. I hate the top strawberry layer because it tastes like cough syrup, but the cheesecake beneath it is sooooo amazing.

I gave all the strawberry gunk to the Goonfather because he loves cough syrup. (I swear. He’s ecstatic whenever he gets a cough and has to go to the doctor.)

But the cheesecake is so good~! Even this photo of the cake all messed up after slicing is giving me a monstrous craving.

I ate so much that night!!! I had:

• 2 level 2 buffalo wings
• 1 level 5 buffalo wing
• 1 level 30 buffalo wing tip
• 1 mini burger
• 2 slices of cheesecake
• 3 deep fried button mushrooms
• Half a lamp chop
• Test bites of rib-eye steak, lasagne and waldorf salad

I have no food photos because my photographer broke his right hand a few days before this dinner and I thought it would be wicked of me to make him work.

But I have one overexposed photo of the level 30 buffalo wings:

And a photo of the Goonfather smelling it.

It smells damn horrible lah. You don’t want to eat it unless you’re Paul Ong, or his evil twin brother.

In case you’re interested to know, the buffalo wings start tasting horrible from level 5 onwards.

Really. I’ve said this once and I will say it again. For normal eating, stick to level 3 and below. (I haven’t tried level 4 so I can’t tell for sure.)

For showing off to easily-impressed friends, level 5 will do.

For showing off to skeptical friends, the minimum is level 10.

For showing off to (and possibly meeting) your maker, level 30.

I was able to manage the level 5, so all you easily-impressed peeps, please be very impressed.

Otherwise, go watch the video above.

Kell could also polish off the level 5 with not much of a problem, but he turned red. ROFLMAO.

Okay, the truth is, Kell turns red at everything. Alcohol, seafood, pretty girls.

(That last one is not entirely truthful. I just thought it would be fun to make him get into trouble with his fiance, although he doesn’t really need help in that department because one of his favourite hobbies is to Find Die (literal translation from the Chinese 找死), which just means that he enjoys dicing with the devil.)

It’s fun to make fun of my friends. Perhaps I should do that more often!

My friends

Right now, though, I have to go back to talking about buffalo wings.

The last record held at Sunset Grill was three people to one plate (two wings each).

Paul freaking ate the whole damn plate all by himself, effectively breaking the record twice over.

I don’t know if there’ll be anyone crazy enough to try and beat his record.

It’s truly an expensive torture. Each level 30 plate costs $33 (or thereabouts). That means each wing costs about $5.50. That’s an insane price for chicken wings, even for the big, chunky variety served at Sunset Grill. (The price goes up by 50 cents for every level.)

This plate of chicken wings never thought it would become a celebrity

We had all thought that the wings would be on the house if we could match the three-to-a-plate record. But we learnt that that was either an expired offer or an urban myth.

Apart from bragging rights, the only things you’d get for your trouble are a stupid paper certificate and two days’ worth of diarrhea.

Maybe that’s why nobody has broken the record till now. All the same, I DOUBT ANYONE CAN EVEN COME CLOSE TO MATCHING PAUL’S RECORD.

If you want to prove me wrong, let me know. I’ll be down with my video camera.

I’m currently addicted to the buffalo wings (level 3). I’m going there again tonight!!! Whee!

You can find directions to the place in my previous post.

Now, go watch the video and turn your audio up so you can hear all the corny lame conversations among the guys through the night.

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I have the results of the Sheylara.com Great Hamster Giveaway! There are 17 winners! Congratulations to you all!

I’m really pleased with the response to this contest. The only regret I have is that I don’t have enough prizes to give to everyone who participated.

Not to fret, though. I will be holding more contests in the future, so watch out for them!

Okay, I’m announcing the winners now! Is your name on the list?
(Click here to see pictures of the prizes)

Sheylara.com Great Hamster Giveaway Winners

1. Jane Foo - Pink Princess Castle
2. Syndicatee - Cosy hamster cottage
3. Cannie - Hamster house and bathroom
4. Kewrious - Hamster wheel
5. Clarissa - Hamster bed with cooling pad
6. Annisha - Hamster couch with cooling pad
7. Danny - Hamster Bathroom
8. Bunny - S.A.M. feeder
9. Winston - Capsule hamster bathtub
10. Issura - Cardboard playpen
11. yukita - Cardboard playpen
12. modchip - Mini food dish
13. CJ - Grow your own grass
14. xing - Hamster ball
15. boa51186 - Feeding bottle
16. Kochier - S.A.M. elbow tube
17. GeekStars - Wood carrot chew toy

Thank you for your enthusiastic participation! I really enjoyed reading all your answers, too! ;) I will be sending all of you an e-mail soon about your prize collection.

Some interesting facts

• The draw was conducted using a randomiser. First drawn person got first prize and so on.
• Jane (1st) had 55 credits.
• Cannie (3rd) holds the record for most credits earned — 64.
• Danny (7th) is the luckiest, being the only contestant with only 1 credit to win a prize.
• Most of the winners had at least 20 credits. Two winners had below 10 credits.
• There are four outside-Singapore winners — Malaysia, Philippines, Canada and UK.

Well, that is all. I hope your hamsters like their new toys!

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The Goonfather tells me that kunoichi (female ninja) always have hair dangling down the sides of their faces. So, for yesterday’s ninja patrol, I let down one side of my hair.

I know the hair clip is a little unglam but my hair refuses to stay up otherwise.

Then again, who says hair clips are unglam? Kuchiki Byakuya from Bleach has like 10,000 clips on his head.

I used to hate Byakuya because I thought he looked faggoty plus he was so evil. But he started getting cooler and cooler in the later episodes and his Bankai is so super cool, so now I love him. But that’s beside the point, so let’s get back to topic.

We started our patrol at Rivervale Mall at 12 pm.

Rivervale Mall is a ghost town, even at 12 pm, so we headed straight for the food court. In Singapore, you can always find people in a food court during lunch hour, even in the most godforsaken corners of the country.

Our instructions were: “Don’t give the flyers to children below 18 (Ninja Gaiden II is rated M18) and old aunties.”

That left us practically no one to give our flyers to, because RM seems to only stock that species of humans.

So we descended upon the small smattering of harmless old uncles, making them spurt their coffee out in shock at being confronted by dubious-looking aliens from mysterious planets.

That was mildly fun.

We left the building half an hour before time because we ran out of people to shock.

We figured that Temasek Polytechnic would have more likely victims for us to terrorise.

We were quite right.

The bridge alone yielded an unlimited number of victims.

I tried to emulate Ryu Hayabusa’s meditative posture, but I think I just succeeded in looking silly.

Which inspired everyone to get silly. We spent 10 minutes fooling around, allowing lucky victims to pass us by unmolested.

With our sacred mission successfully completed, it was time for us to leave the place.

Because cost-cutting is a fashionable activity these days, the ninja management decreed that we had to take public transport like regular peons, so we trooped down to the TP bus stop to wait for a bus.

Except that we were so untrained in the skill of taking public transport that we tried to flag a bus from the wrong direction.

But we still managed to arrived unscathed at Tampines Mall, our final stop for the day.

I was so tired by that time, but I remained professional and continued to display my glazed kunoichi stare.

We also entertained a stunned crowd with our leet ninja skillz.

Everyone broke into applause because they were so impressed by our death-defying stunts.

We must have sold a zillion copies of Ninja Gaiden II for the Xbox 360 on this day.

Have you pre-ordered your copy yet?

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Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Orange Boy, because he was wearing an orange t-shirt.

One day, Orange Mum took Orange Boy to Ikea. While she was having a meal at the cafeteria, she allowed Orange Boy to go into the playpen to play with the other kids.

Meanwhile, a boy named Green boy (because he was wearing a green t-shirt) arrived with his mother.

Green Mum gave Green Boy five pieces of Daim chocolate candy and said, “Be a good boy and you can eat this later, okay? I put on this table first.”

She put the chocolates on the table surrounding the playpen as Green Boy nodded obediently. She walked off.

Now, Orange Boy was in the playpen pretending to be a space pilot. His eyes lit up when he saw the chocolates on the table. He rushed to the table and grabbed the whole handful of them.

Orange Mum, who was only a little away, saw what happened and scurried to Orange Boy.

“Boy, you cannot take that. It doesn’t belong to you! Put it down.”

Orange Boy put the chocolates back sullenly. But as Orange Mum returned to her seat, he swooped down on them again.

Once again, Orange Mum abandoned her food to dispense parental guidance.

“Boy, I told you already, you cannot take other people’s things! Nah, I give you your own sweet.”

With that, she magically plucked a single Daim chocolate candy from her pocket and gave it to Orange Boy, making him put the others back.

Orange Boy waited for Orange Mum to go back to her seat. Then, again, he grabbed the chocolates that didn’t belong to him.

Orange Mum slapped her forehead and trudged wearily back to Orange Boy.

“Stop that! Nah, I give you another one. Don’t take other people’s things!!”

As Orange Mum walked back to her seat, Orange Boy looked at the two sweets in his hands. He looked at his mother. He looked at the five on the table. He’s excited about his newfound ability to make sweets grow. He grabbed the five pieces again.

Orange Mum sighed loudly, rolled her eyes and continued eating.

At this time, Green Boy, to whom the five stolen pieces of Daim belonged, was oblivious to this daylight thievery, so engrossed was he in being a pirate captain.

Unchallenged finally, Orange Boy happily hugged his ill-gotten gains as he flew around the playpen, pretending to be a jet fighter.

Now, this jet fighter was flying on empty. It ran out of fuel after a few minutes and had to stop. Orange Boy decided to go back to being a space pilot because that was more fun (and less tiring).

But he needed both hands to pilot a spacecraft and the hands in question were at this moment busy holding Daim chocolates. So, Orange Boy thought of a plan. He went to the table and set his sweets down, all seven pieces of them.

With his hands now free, he ran back to his spaceship and took the wheel.

Now, Green Mum must have been watching all this in silence from somewhere. The moment the chocolates were back on the table, she marched up to them, grabbed them all, including the two that belonged to Orange Boy, and called for Green Boy.

“Boy, it’s time to go. Take your sweets, let’s go.”

Ever so obedient, Green Boy came running over, accepted his sweets and followed after his mother.

Orange Boy’s eyes widened in shock. His chocolates were walking away! He looked towards his mother for guidance but Orange Mum pretended not to notice and looked away.

So the thief became the victim and the victim became the thief, and only one boy lived happily ever after.

The End.

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