The Silence Of The Nightingale
Hall 5 Blk 31 is the residence of its most talented singer, the Nightingale. The Nightingale is a title bestowed upon him by none other than one who harbours me illegally at his room, Vikram Gronkjaer. Vikram is the Nightingale's biggest fan,..and he's always waxing lyrical over his astounding voice that puts many of our very own Singapore idol contestants to shame(which in itself isn't much of an achievement to be honest).
It was thursday 13 January. i was on the comp in vikram's room when Vikram walked in , bitching about the Nightingale. Apparently, the Nightingale was having his shower,... and accompanied by his usual "heavenly" singing voice. Curious, i decided that i should pay this Nightingale individual a visit, since i've never ever actually heard him sing.
As i stepped into the toilet, the inhuman voice that emanated from the middle shower room almost knocked me senseless. I never thought it was possible to hear someone with such dreadful vocals attempt to sing so confidently completely unawareb of the damage he was doing to the ear drums of innocent bystanders. So i decided, that i should do the public a service by silencing this nuisance who was responsible for massive noise pollution.
I strolled up to the first shower room just beside the center one where he was taking his shower. There was no one else present in the toilet at that juncture. I rotated the shower head so that it pointed up 45 degreess to the right in the direction of the center shower room . Then swiftly i turned on the tap to its fullest, and made a run for it. The Nightingale's reaction was instantaneous. It was something along the lines of "OH shit!!!", as cold water fell upon him from above, followed by a completely sissy sounding yell which went something like "HEYYYYY"... Haw Haw!..It was pure delirium! Haw Haw! As i reached Vikram's room.. i simply kicked my sandals aside, and ran inside! The feeling of rush was immense! It felt great being the cause someone's torment though i personally didn't have anything against this person...ok except maybe his horrific singing.
Well, the next time the Nightingale decides to get back to his old singing ways,...you can bet on me being there to silence the bastard! When society is plagued by the ills of bad singing,...the darkness of thy will be unleashed to overwhelm and truimph over the disease.
It was thursday 13 January. i was on the comp in vikram's room when Vikram walked in , bitching about the Nightingale. Apparently, the Nightingale was having his shower,... and accompanied by his usual "heavenly" singing voice. Curious, i decided that i should pay this Nightingale individual a visit, since i've never ever actually heard him sing.
As i stepped into the toilet, the inhuman voice that emanated from the middle shower room almost knocked me senseless. I never thought it was possible to hear someone with such dreadful vocals attempt to sing so confidently completely unawareb of the damage he was doing to the ear drums of innocent bystanders. So i decided, that i should do the public a service by silencing this nuisance who was responsible for massive noise pollution.
I strolled up to the first shower room just beside the center one where he was taking his shower. There was no one else present in the toilet at that juncture. I rotated the shower head so that it pointed up 45 degreess to the right in the direction of the center shower room . Then swiftly i turned on the tap to its fullest, and made a run for it. The Nightingale's reaction was instantaneous. It was something along the lines of "OH shit!!!", as cold water fell upon him from above, followed by a completely sissy sounding yell which went something like "HEYYYYY"... Haw Haw!..It was pure delirium! Haw Haw! As i reached Vikram's room.. i simply kicked my sandals aside, and ran inside! The feeling of rush was immense! It felt great being the cause someone's torment though i personally didn't have anything against this person...ok except maybe his horrific singing.
Well, the next time the Nightingale decides to get back to his old singing ways,...you can bet on me being there to silence the bastard! When society is plagued by the ills of bad singing,...the darkness of thy will be unleashed to overwhelm and truimph over the disease.
posted by DarknessO at 8:00 pm
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This is a real classic...hilarious!
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