And A Happy New Year To You!

So another year has gone by and thankfully i got to celebrate it with a good bunch of friends, we ate, drank, watched , played charades and X-Box. As usual everybody's mobiles were going off like crazy with well-wishes as we approached midnight. At about elevenish, i got a call from my dear friend's wife...

Mama Bear: "Yap, where are you?"

Yapster: "Oh, i'm at a friend's place."

Mama Bear: "We are at the 'Ul-Li-Tan-To' pub beside MoMo, what time are you coming?"

Yapster: "Erm... who is there?"

Mama Bear: "Oh, Terence and Wendy, Elson and Yvonne, Collin and Evin, Bear and me..."

Yapster: "Haha.. All couples, ok ok..."

Mama Bear: "Yeah, it's Couples Night, so we need someone to come and 1. Make the number odd, 2. Entertain us, 3. Allow us to poke fun at your singlehood."

The rest of the conversation became a blur to me but i vaguely remember saying that i was too underdressed* for partying. For once, i was quietly thankful for my choice of dress code.

*T-shirt, Bermudas and Slippers, very Un-MoMo.

Note: This post does not imply that the writer is a despo or is dying to commit into a relationship.