Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Nancy Ajram

Nancy Ajram is in KL!!!! Nancy Ajram is in KL!!!!!
I want to meet her!!! I want to meet her!!!!



Please please.....
Free tickets please....

Monday, July 30, 2007

Hello Reader! no.98

This is Silly Sally.
She sells seashells by the seashore.

Then she picks a pretty place to picnic.
Peter Piper is there.

Peter Piper picks a peck of pickled peppers.
A peck of pickled peppers, Peter Piper picks.
If Peter Piper picks a peck of pickled peppers, which peck of pickeld peppers does Peter Piper pick?

Peter Piper picks a perfect peck.

The pair share their lunch.
Pickled peppers ...
and great green grapes.

Peter Piper and Silly Sally go for a walk.
They see some strange sights.

Five fat frogs flying fast.

Six sick sheep.

A big black bear.

Then they see a woodchuck.

"How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?" wonders Peter Piper.

"We shall surely see soon," says Silly Sally

"Let's visit the valley and see Betty Botter," Peter says.
So off they go.

Betty Botter is baking a cake.

Betty Botter bought a bit of butter to put into her batter.
But the bit of butter made the batter bitter.

So Betty bought a bit of better butter to put into the batter.
And the bit of better butter made her batter better.

Betty offers something to go with her cake.

A proper cup of coffee from a copper coffeepot.

A loud noise comes from outside.

More Sheep!

Silly Sally scolds seven silly sheep.
The Seven silly sheep shilly-shally south.

Peter Piper takes the path to the pasture.

Betty Botter says bye-bye.

Then Silly Sally goes back to the shore ...

to sell more shells.


-The End-

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Oscar the Cat

I saw this on the news last night...accidentally I switched to TV1 and found the cat with special gift.
I envy you!



And what his gift is?
He can predict who's going to be died in the hospital.


Go to this website:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070725/ap_on_fe_st/death_cat

I am so not going to tell everything about it. It's like a waste of my like precious time like my god! who in the world want to tell about you! like last time when chantelle was so horny and she courted with Raccoon but instead Raccoon went to someone else and ended up meeting Rocco who happened to be visually impaired and said he is so over Chantelle like ever I going to believe that! That he ended up going out at the coffee bean near the toilet with Bee. And Bee ended up courting with someone else in front of everyones' eyes. Believe that!

Lord Marshall School of the Gifted and the Most

have decided to show you my little monsters...though they are very very naughty but I still love them...

I present you, the Jazz, Rock, RnB, Techno, Pop and Ballad












They are what I called the trendsetter of Lord Marshal group.



These are the nerds and yet the most competitive ones...you look at them you know they have the confidence and intelligent look...

Extra no.743

Good morning!

I bring to you story of the century where people in here (place to be discreet) to avoid controversial among gays and lesbians, to be precise, and straight wannabes, to be specific.

As informed by Al-Rimba Del News, wannabe going out with a mama of Poklen. This creates a confusion to other society and proof to be the talk of the netball courts.

One witness said, "Mama! Andang Mama terkejut ayu dan sexy!"

Observers has stated not to be desperate looking for love but desperate looking for lust.

Looking for lust? Why lust has to do with all these? As ask to the expert of lust and fetish, Mama Misha has said, "Did I look pretty? Yes Dear!"

As we conclude and imply... lust do come first than love. And lust also play a major role in the wannabes.

Madame Sasha, twisted hands and apple telkung, was furious and beautifully offended by this absurd. As Friday Thunderstorms strike. Madame Sasha had decided to go to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe and get the telkung and pray. Madame Sasha also said, "Distraction! Distraction!"

Could this be related to the guy changing his gym gears in front of the eyes?
Or could this be the cock teaser applying his deodorant to his underarms?

So I end today's report with a question.

A young plant that grows from a leaf, a root or an underground stem is not called a seedling. Why not?

This is Angel no.16 reporting from Longkang Jln.164

Madame Sasha no.412

It is my honour to introduce to you Madame Sasha of Brown Pashmina



“Madame Sasha is a teacher at one of the prestigious school in the country. Madame Sasha has contributed numerous and controversial contributions to the academic agendas. Among the controversial is the banning of naming “sir” to every male teacher. Instead of calling “Sir”, Madame has emphasised on calling “Teacher” or “Cikgu”.

Madame Sasha also the courageous teacher. Madame has made the lesson interestingly gay (as in happy) and mother friendly. The Ginger Biscuit class although unsuccessfully baked but Madame had managed to make the cake edible and crispy. So far no pupil has been admitted to the hospital.

Her national syllabus of trans subjects on gender issue and music has now been introduced to school gradually and with humility. Being a mother of none, Madame shows concerns and care to the pupils no matter whom. Madame said to every good looking pupils “As you are beautiful and sexy, you are my son, anchovy and satisfactory.”

Through this, we know Madame Sasha is eligible to receive the award.

So Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you an award of great achievement and humiliation to Madame Sasha of Brown Pashmina. The award to undecided gender of human being.

Madame Sasha.

Angel no.16


Yup, there it goes again, another blog from another boring guy!
to be filled with lots of fun and fun promised not to be kept...I myself could not guarantee that...
The only reason why is to mark my 29th year of me living in this world...

How I promise not to say 29 years old everytime someone ask how old am I. I will definitely say I am 26 and that hope people will believe. I know they do because if I believe I am 26 so people around you...that's my philosophy now!

One time I wish that the department of birth certificate called me and apologize that they misprint my birth year and it was on 1981 not 1978. How this come to reality. Wishing wishing...



And this is not me, this is the cat I loved 5th after Mink, Raccoon, Chantelle and Bee. Just love to post his picture here,,,hee hee...he's visually impaired, not that he's blind, just couldn't see properly. And he's smelly too.

I bring to the topic an end with the word collagen, by 30 to make sure have one. Not that we are afraid of getting old, just for the sake of prevention hee hee...

Enjoy!