where’s mr b?

June 18, 2009 at 2:05 pm (afs, coversations, hedgehog)

nothing remotely exciting has happened today, but i’m in a very bloggy mood. so, i thought i’d share some of the hilarious stories the exchange students told me the other day. i swear, exchange students have the best stories.

maarten, from belgium, was telling me how for thaipusam, mr and mrs b took all the exchange students to batu caves. the group was made up of like 6 boys, 6 easily excitable boys, who upon arrival at batu caves, proceeded to get lost. 3 hours later, mr b finally managed to find all of them, and there was this general feeling or relief in the air…until he realised he’d lost his wife in the process. so, for the next hour, him and the exchange students looked for her, and found her somewhere looking at something pretty. they made her wear a spongebob balloon tied to her wrist for the rest of the trip so they wouldn’t lose her.
i find the mental image of this respectable woman parading around batu caves with a balloon, a spongebob balloon, too funny. i broke a rib laughing at this, and now it’s a established joke.
‘where’s mr b?’
‘looking for his wife maybe.’ *cue innocent grin*

and then there was my car convo with bourdoain from france.
‘i have a pet hedgehog!’
‘…why? they’re so useless. i’m always stepping on them in my garden, and then i get angry and throw them away.’
‘WHAT? but they’re cute!’
‘i saw one really cute one once, and then i noticed it was covered in some red stuff. it was blood. the hedgehog was eating a snake. i was like wtf, not cute anymore.’
‘…but toma’s different!’
‘sure. of course.’

rubbishy french boy who has garden hedgehogs.

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