Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Where is Privacy?

simply put, i hate peeping toms.

ok, it's not what you imagined it to be - my friends and i out in some back alley or dark street and some orgy going on. we were out having some chilled beers when jim scared the shit out of us, "Ok, I'm not trying to frighten you guys. But there's this peeping tom about to climb onto some bloke's car bonnet!"

the next thing we knew, jim whipped out his sony mobile and switched on whatever pathetic light could stream out of it! I mean this guy was going head-on with this tom! of course, P Tom fled! well, the rest of us just were too stunned by jim's quick reflexes and by the time we joined him - hell, that Tom was no where in sight.

man! could you believe it? give these people privacy, ok? they've already covered their windscreens with papers, shades. blatant truth of nite: stay off! and don't peek in!

it was such a sick nite. honestly, we were somewhat frightened, too.. gals being gals. who wouldn't? right?

i just couldn't believe the audacity Tom had; unbelievable. if you saw that shadow about to climb onto a car's bonnet. holy cow! i wouldn't know what to do. scream? we were impressed with jim. so, now when i look at my sony cellular - i see it in different light. and it had better come with a brighter light, my friend. for safety's sake.