After dinner, we carried on to one of the huts for after dinner entertainment. At first, all there is to do is watch TV....

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Now we know why the TV is called 'idiot box'. : )~~~ Duuh.. |
Aaron was watching the box with us but somehow his position seemed better. Maybe its because he has a personal masseur... hmm? Maybe. Singlehood has only limited benefits. : (

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Hi...ya!! Ai...ya!! Shirley chopping up Aaron's back. |
Doing a headcount, there seems to be a person short... Ahh, its Lydia, our unwilling champion for the card game that is about to come. Probably, its the boredom that drove her to take self portraits... or is it vanity at play? hmm...

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Heehee... I feel so pretty, oh so pretty. I feel pretty and witty and bright... Lalalalala.. |
After a while, we graduated to playing Big 2 as a warmup for the madness that is to come...

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In the midst of a warmup session of Big 2... |
Suddenly, when the clock struck 12, our gamemaster Aaron decided that he's had enough and called for order... Everyone froze, eagerly listening for the game of the night, even the lizards crawling about the room were hush. Somehow it felt a little like Tron, when we were waiting to play a game. Then the decree was passed, "We shall play INDIAN POKER...". In case you don't know what Indian poker is, search for it in Google. Heh.

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Lydia and Shirley... You can tell the amount of adhesive on the face by how well the card sticks. |

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Hands free stick on... Me and Clarence. |

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Cherin and Eugene. |

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And the winner goes to........... Lydia!! Woo hoo. |
The biggest losers that night belonged to me and Lydia... Between us, we finished about 6 cans of beer? I know for sure, my bladder was about to burst... Phew. The funny thing was, only the 3 of us on the bed lost... Well, the bed sure is jinxed. So much for fun.

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Losers on the jinxed bed. Sigh.. But with a free flow of beer coming, who's complaining... |
However, the overall honour should go to Lydia... She lost so many rounds of the game that we resolved to 'crowning' her with a Joker.

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I feal priiti, oh so priiti (hic). I feal priiti and wiiti and brite.... heeeheeheehee (hic) |
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