Patrick and Karen.

If you know me, you would know I love to laugh. And I tend to laugh too much, too loud and too often. But laughing is the best medicine, hey?

Haha.

Walking with Patrick and Karen in Burwood.

Imagine us walking very closely in a line across going Patrick, Lisa, Karen.

This was the conversation we were having:

Patrick: Stop walking into me Lisa. I know you want me but geez.

Lisa: Oh you're funny, you're funny. Go die.

Half an hour later....

Patrick: Thank you, Lisa.

Lisa: What, for what?

Patrick: For making me walk into hot girls.

Lisa: Oh my goodness.

Karen: Lisa, how come you never make me walk into hot guys?

Old man walks up.

Patrick: *whispers* Oi, push her.

Karen: I heard that.

Old man walks past.

Fat highschool guys walks up.

Patrick: Now!

Karen: I heard that.

And we play this little game for the next few people including a little boy, an old man bending over and even a chubby woman.

Lisa: Ohmygosh guys, I can so imagine us walking like this like drunk hobos in the city in ten years.

Patrick: Err..

Lisa: Okay fine, three years.

Haha, I love you Patrick and Karen!!!!!