heyoo.. another boring day had passed.. $%^& ! msn did not come today.. talk cock in class with bert and shiv. oh yeah.. had a celebration for "june babies" after school today.. just went there to see ppl sing bday song then left with my darling blah blah blah.. today's theme is called.. PORTUGAL vs HOLLAND * everyone in school kept arguing who win in tmr's semi-final of port vs holland.. well~ i'm with portugal ! hahaha.. only me, terence, rui and deanson support port! the rest all holland.. stupid dutch fans! actually quite happy cause the 2 teams i support in europe ( czech and portugal ) went all the way to semi-finals.. hhaha.. but with they both meet at the finals.. i really dunno who to support .. lol! bet $10 on portugal to win holland.. yeah so wish me good luck to kick all the dutch fans' ass! hah.. talking about yesterday.. went to my younger sis' choir concert.. felt very tired so i slept throughout the first half of it.. then went to eat at somewhere near the national stadium.. when we ordered the food.. there was blackout.. after we ate finish then the electricity came back.. wtf lor! went home at around 11pm.. called my darling.. accidentally woke her up from her lalaland.. lols!.. got this really crappy joke.. just read it.. dun ask why its crappy..

Ancient Chinese Torture

A young man was lost wandering in a forest, when he came upon a small house. He knocked on the door and was greeted by an ancient Chinese man with a long, grey beard. "I'm lost," said the man. "Can you put me up for the night?" "Certainly," the Chinese man said, "but on one condition. If you so much as lay a finger on my daughter, I will inflict upon you the three worst Chinese tortures known to man." "Ok," said the man, thinking that the daughter must be pretty old as well, and entered the house. Before dinner, the daughter came down the stairs. She was young,beautiful, and had a fantastic figure. She was obviously attracted to the young man since she couldn't keep her eyes off him during the meal. Remembering the old man's warning, he ignored her and went up to bed alone. But during he night, he could bear it no longer, and sneaked into her room for a night of passion. He was careful to keep everything quiet so the old man wouldn't hear. Near dawn he crept back to his room, exhausted, but happy. He woke to feel a pressure on his chest. Opening his eyes he saw a large rock on his chest with a note on it that read, "Chinese Torture 1: Large rock on chest." "Well, that's pretty crappy," he thought. "If that's the best the old man can do then I don't have much to worry about." He picked the boulder up, walked over to the window and threw the boulder out. As he did so he noticed another note on it that read: "Chinese Torture 2: Rock tied to left testicle." In a panic he glanced down and saw the rope that was already getting close to the end. Figuring that a few broken bones was better than castration, he jumped out of the window after the boulder. As he plummeted downward he saw a large sign on the ground that read, "Chinese Torture 3: Right testicle tied to bedpost."

ayee.. back bloggin again.. zZzz .. had lunch , went to see doctor.. ate the sucky medicine.. lols! hmmm.... later got to go to my younger sis' choir concert.. ( forced to go by my family ) xD - guess i'll just slp and dream of my darling :) zz..  feeling alittle bored.. went go [ talkingcock.com ] to see some stupid stuff.. lols.. got this forum called .. Dear Ah Beng ..

Dear Ah Beng,

I think, hor, my next door neighbour may be a terrorist.

He wears a big pampers on his head and some more, his beard long-long one.

I keep trying to spy on him, try to eavesdrop on his conversations by putting a glass against my wall, intercept his mail, but so far got nothing. Still, I am convinced that his beard must mean he is up to no good. Because, hor, when you watch TV or go cinema see show that time, the bad person always got beard.

What should I do? I very scared wait my MRT kena bomb. Worse, this may make my neighbourhood property price drop.

What should I do? I very scared, leh.

Chao Kay Poh


Dear Kay Poh,

Eh, not say I say what, hor, but you cannot anyhow stereotype people, okay!

Just because a person has a beard and a turban does not mean he is a terrorist! He could be a jaga, or a hockey player or chapatti cook!

Eh, you foreign talent or what? Cannot tell the difference between a bhai and a bomber!

We cannot anyhow discriminate peepur, you know!

I also empathise greatly with my Muslim friends. They all si beh cham, one. So many Singaporeans think they are Muslim only means they are terrorist. Again, I say: how can stereotype them like that? They could also be chauffeur, dispatch clerk or satay seller, mah!

Remember, we Chinese peepur also face stereotype and discrimination. Peepur think we wear singlet, got spiky dyed hair, wear slipper, squat in shopping centre and swear in Hokkien only means we must be Ah Beng! How can anyhow say we Ah Beng? We could also be Samseng, Pai Kiah, or Orh Sia Huay one, mah!

But having said all that, I think so that as citizens, we must also be on the lookout for potential terrorists. But must lookout for the right kind of signs, mah! Beard alone is not a confirmed sign.

So what are proper signs? For exampur, if he use a video camera a lot.

But must use your brain a bit, lah! Just because he use video camera doesn't mean he's a terrorist. Must see what he shoot, mah!

If he is videoing MRT station, nearby army camp or maybe community centre, then I think so you should immeelly call the police.

But if he only use the video to tape peepur having sex, or to shoot secret chao kng panty shots, then he is not a terrorist. He is a pervert. In which case, you should NOT call the police.

Instead, you should let my kakis at the Chap Sar Tiam Secret Society know, so we can go and copy his tapes and make dirty VCDs to sell at bus interchange. Of course, you will get a bit of commission, lah.

Regards,

Ah Beng

oiiii... busy.. nvr go onine these few days.. which means.. never blog for a few days.. haha* lols! feeling sick.. keep coughin.. ate the tablets my darling gave me.. ( charlene tot it was some harmful drug cause i smoke until too sian so go take drugs.. ) .... going to see doctor later.. hah... =) haiss.. mrs ng.. i swear she is a fucker! yesterday for no reason call my parents say i keep playin never study for olevels.. ?! wtf ?! feeling damn fucked.period. msn (mrs susan ng) asked my father everyday fetch me home to study.. lol! really feeling damn fucked.period. yesterday school reopened.. managed to skip 2 humanities which bore the shit out of my arse.. had pe.. played soccer as usual .. blah blah blah blah..... hmm.. go eat first.. later then blog again.. ciaooOoo.

goddamn it finally finished my farking art canvas!! wahhahaha lols.. still left the guitar strings need to sew on the canvas.. aww sux! took a picture of it.. here it is..

 

actually asked my father to help me do some of the parts.. lol! but anyway who cares lar.. fark art sux big time!! argghh! i still couldnt find any buyer to buy my adidas boots!! peng sia.. selling only for 100$ usual price 250$ .. actually my aim for selling the boots to because i fell in love with another soccer boots =) wahaha i want to marry that boots lar! nike total90 lll !! ayyee nono.. i dun marry that boots lar.. just joking =)  i love my darling lar.. hehss *

haiss.. so so so fucking boring.. i mean farking.. *  ... created the cover page for this blog out of boredom.. just cant think of any damn ideas.. my brain rusty liao. bo bian.. everyday keep thinkin of my darling =ppp hehss..... will be creatin the link shortcut soon..

* in case you cant see the small words clearly.. it says.. "your mum fucks" hah!

 

hmmmm.. meet up with philbert around to watch cze rep v ger .. hehs.. roy rushed down to simpang from zouk to meet us.. but he was abit drunk.. so tt bastard pangseh us and go home sleep.. lol! hmm.. so as predicted czech won.. very tired.. took cab home.. fucking philbert keep pestering me.. say wan go my house slack.. zzZz.. ( in the end answer was still .. NO! lols!! ) reached home at around 5am charged my hp and went zZzzz like a piggy =) woke up at 7.45am.. quickly bathed then chiong to school for maths.. damn shagged.. very tired.. sleepyhead ah! finished maths at around 12.. and here i am.. bloggin crap.. finally went back to gunbound to have a look.. lol! gunbound sux.. quit it*

heyya.. in case some of you asses dun know me and happen to be seeing my blogpage.. ( arr hem.. my profile is just on the top on the side section.. ) wat da wat da wat da wat da farkk... damn bored this whole week arh darling miss u lotss ! okies.. by the way.. dunno why i suddenly go create this blog leh.. never thought of creatin a new one ever since i closed my old blog page.. lols! ok watever * seriously dun intend to tell many people about this blogpage( it's my tradition :D ) lalala.. hmm.. woke up early this morning around 7.30am.. got ready for science mania in sch today then here we go! as usual.. sleepyhead.. cant seem to get enough energy for anything =) after sch.. went home.. slack slack slack.. hais.. now suddenly feel like talking to my darling le.. miss ya* talkin about yesterday.. wore my total 90 lll street soccer boots with hongrui to play.. finally got my scorin touch in the nike cage.. haven been scorin in here for months.. hahs! ..hmmms.. anyway.. guess u guess are abit sick of watching the nike ads? watch this one.. quite entertaining too =) adidas [ The Road To Lisbon ] * yup! talkin about soccer.. italy is out due to denmark and sweden draw! lols!!


Wahaha! Italian's Nightmare Made Real. Dun Mention the Score!! lols!!