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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

The Joke's On Me

Well well, I don't know how many of us pose our true information online, specifically with regards to Frenster's information.

So the story goes that I received a Frenster reminder about M's bdae. So being the smart aleck that I am, I rounded everyone to get their consensus to spring a surprise bdae lunch on M.

Happily we went off for our meal, and when he asked why we were having Swensen's, we replied because we felt like it. When the ice-cream we ordered for him came, all of us launched into the Happy Bdae song. His face went red and he seemed to be visibly shocked/touched.

The waitress then let us know that the bdae person was actually entitled to a free ice-cream. She then asked if we wanted to redeem it now, and we said sure. She went towards M and asked for his IC to verify the birth date.

It was at this pt in time that M finally revealed that his bdae wasn't today and that the date in Frenster was fake. I felt like the biggest fool of the century! =) But tink M was super embarassed...


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