Once, in Joo Hin Jalan Banggol, my favourite electronic shop, a relative of mine caught me admiring a stereo system that just arrived. He remarked loudly that we go through life forever filling holes.
We fill our gaping mouth with nice food, our ears with music and our eyes with visual pleasures. Those fans of scents will of course strive to fill their nostrils and olfactory orifices of others with heady fragrances. Whether you live in a palatial mansion or a hole in the wall, you do these until you are laid in a hole in the ground.
In the pursuit of filling holes, some burn a hole in their pocket. Some go overboard and wind up in the hole. Some borrowed from alongs (loan sharks) and have to hole up somewhere until they are discovered and their legs broken with tire irons or sometimes golf irons. A few unlucky ones get free face arrangement with steam irons.
Talking about golf, let us not forget that all golfers dream of getting a hole in one. Then they will celebrate and brag at their favourite watering hole.
You are welcomed to pick holes in what I have written. I have a hole in my head today.
LOL...hahahaa..Uncle, you really have a way in telling stories! Glad to have found your blog.By Jane Johan, at 2:12 AM
whole lotta holes there..By elisataufik, at 8:20 AM
speaking of holes...i think i need one to blow off steam.By , at 12:46 PM
Gosh... that IS a lot of holes. Now I'm itching to pick a word and pick my brains on how I can then pick it apart as well! *grin*By DaisyBoo Blacksheep, at 1:33 PM
i've two whole words - wholly wholesome! :)By , at 2:18 PM
Can't find any to pick, Pok Ku. Agree with you in whole.By Kri, at 4:59 PM
Let me begin with another word-long:-By Berisman, at 4:14 PM
Pak Long,Mak Long,Polong,Kelong and Along(the notorious one) etc.
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