There i was at the gate waiting for someone let me in and after ringing the bell a few times, her father walked towards the gate with a rotan. I was thinking i was about to get some butt-whipping but it was used on Husky, their dog. After chasing Husky to his corner, i breezed through the porch and into the hall. As i waited patiently for her to dress up *she did this on purpose so i would have some time spent with either her parents*, her father joined me in the hall. I never felt so nervous and knowing that i can talk just about anything to anyone, i didn’t know why i felt i had a lock-jaw >.<! My first impression was obviously important and so i did strike a topic to break the silence. So uncle how was your Japan trip ? It was good good, you should go there one day … and that’s as good as it gets. I thought i started out well but for some reason the following replies just didn’t suit the situation at that very moment. Ermmm so how did Husky do? Who ? Ermmmm Husky … your dog ?
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