Bloggy Day

Bloggy Day

I got tagged by Calvin’s Wife and I have to post it on the 31 August 2007. Why? READ HERE

Shanecoast

A lovely girl from Taiwan who simply loves Elephant and drawing them. You should check out her elephant drawings :D. Constantly wishing that her government will declare holiday because of the typhoon that has been rampaging her country. Go check her out if you know how to read Chinese. :)

Pink Label

A Malaysian damsel living in Tasmania; don’t be deceived by her good looks, she is actually a hot pink chili that could burn a hole right thru ya…wukakaka. Go check this pink blog out, there’s tons of nice pictures and materials that surely bring a smile to your face.

Pinksterz

This is ultimate pink one; A medic student in the land of belly dancers. Wanna see more of the land of the pyramids or how she uncovers a pink mummy (No la)? This is the blog to be at.

Susan Suarez

I wonder if she knows anyone from theSuarez Family from Ugly Betty…hehehe. If you want useful information in the world of blogging, this is the place to be. Loads of information on how to bring in traffic into your blog and also way to make money online; go visit this site, you might get something useful to bring into your own blog.

Woa Woa

This isn’t a blog but a shameless advert to promote my dog – Woa Woa’s Dogster :P. Do drop by and browse her baby pictures and remember to leave her a bone ya ….hehehehe. She will be really happy if any of your dogs has a dogster account and wants to add her as a pup pal. :)

Usually, I don’t tag anyone because all tags ends here, but since it is BlogDay. I am going to tag everyone who reads this post, and that means you :P Wukakakaka. Anyway, Happy 3rd Bloggy Day to all you Bloggies!!!

Here's a little tune to brighten up your day :) It's my doggie's theme song enjoy...

Indie Day Post

Big 5 and 0 for my country!!!Woot!!!! Doesn’t it make you fucking proud to be a Malaysian? While other country get to fucking boast about their technology and advances or how great their football / basketball teams are or how strong their economy/currency are. I get to brag about our Fried Kuey Tiao, Nasi lemak, Roti Canai, Teh Tarik and favorite Mamak stalls. IN YOUR FACE!!! Wukakaka. Doesn’t it feel fucking great to be in a country where everyone (almost) is talking good about, because if you don’t you might get into trouble... What I reckon is the government is just too sensitive, so I recommend Agnesia Antiseptic Dusting Powder; it is safe, cheap and suitable for prickly heat & rashes around the sensitive arse area. If you have an arse irritation, ask a colleague or a friend to spread your ass cheek and squeeze this mean motherfucker a couple of time and BAM in no time, you will feel comfortable and be ready to dance. It really hits the spot/hole every time.

Here I would like to give tribute to those in the past who has given their life and dedication in bringing us to our country's current state. They have given their fair share of blood and semen to this country. I salute you. (Blood – fending off fucking invaders; Semen or Ovum for ladies - to create a new generation)

The Big FIVE O you say? Well, I don’t really give a rat ass about it, may it be 50, 100 or a fucking 1,000. I still love my country the way it is and if it has tits, which probably by now are the same level with knees, my country will still always be in my heart and be a part of me cause wherever I lay my ass down, that’s my home.

Happy Fucking Indie Day Malaysia!!!

Princess Eileen

I dedicate this 1 and a half minute band practice to Princess Eileen and her Family who has just lost a family member. It was recorded on an acoustic 12 string and a piano yesterday during band practice right after I got the news from her.

I am not good with words, so I’ll just let the notes and scale speak to ya.

Doggie Haven

It is a fucking hot Sunday and when the weather gets hot, nothing hits the spot than a glass of Iced Tea, better yet Iced Ginger Lime Mint Tea. This is how you make a fucking great Iced Tea.

Recipe for a Fucking Great Iced Ginger Lime Mint Tea

The Fucking Ingredient:
A pot of fucking Tea of your choice (breakfast tea or Earl Grey)
Ginger Ale (can)
Lime
Fresh Mint

The Fucking Method:

Some ass-licking prep work gotta be done way before you can serve your fucking Iced tea; make some flavored ice cubes using tea and ginger ale. You can fucking ignore this step but if you don’t want to fucking delude your iced tea while you are slowing sucking it, this would be a fucking great way to avoid it.

Fucking pour a quarter glass of ginger ale into a fucking tall glass and then squeeze the juice outta some fucking lime into it. Add in some ass spanking fresh mint leaves and fucking squash it to bring out the minty taste. Next take out the fucking flavored ice cubes (Ginger ale and Tea) that you have fucking made and put them into the fucking glass. Add the fucking tea and garnish that shit with some mint leave.

This Sunday was marked as the 14^th day of the 7^th Lunar Month which is the Hungry Ghost month and it was also the time where all Ghost activities are at its peak (so I heard). In the evening everywhere around, you can see worshipper, squatting (Bang Sai style) at the roadside, burning joss stick & incest and offering food to the hungry ghosts. Anyway, that is not the point; they said that a dog can see apparition and spirits and when they do, they will howl. It just so happened on the night of the Hungry Ghost Festival, while I was resting on my bed my neighbors’ dogs behind my house was howling for the first time. It was sort of like a lament type of howl. The first thing that came to my mind was not ghost but maybe a thief or something else. As I look through the window, I could see nothing. My dog Woa Woa looked out the window, she too started howling. I think I read from somewhere that the shutter can capture the image of apparition and ghost, so I went out and took my camera with me, hoping that I can get a few snap shot of ghost, so that I can proudly display it on my blog the next day.

Well, it turned out that there was something out there last night but it wasn’t a ghost or a spirit. It was a little fellow who got lost. It was my neighbor’s new puppy who I think accidentally got out from its compound and was wondering around the road behind my house. I just couldn’t bring myself to let this little bugger wander alone at night. Who knows he might get mugged by a pack of bandit cats or rogue rats. So after feeding it and playing with it for a while, I placed the little one back into his compound to join the rest of his doggie mates.

My neighbor keeps 5 dogs in his compound, you might think that it is a lot, but let me tell you what this guy does. His place is actually a safe haven for abandoned and unwanted dogs. He actually take care of those dogs that are abandoned by their previous owners, owners that had to moved away or poor dogs which the owner wanted to disown them because they have skin problems. He has such a soft spot for these dogs, he not only feed and baths them, he plays with them every day. The thing that he does is very admirable, instead of leaving these unwanted dogs out in the cold, he took them in, feed them and give them a place to call their own. Way to go man, I salute you. I’ll leave you with some picture of these doggies.

The little bugger who caused the commotion.

Too much flash!

Other doggies in the compound, the black one is the only female, left here after its owner migrated elsewhere. The other one is call “Guai Lo”, he is the first day to be in the compound.

Cute little bugger who is constantly bullied by the other dogs, maybe because of his size. On its right, the noisiest of the bunch, likes to take a shit in a flower pot. You should see him in action, it is hilarious.

Nope this isn’t another dog but the cute one above, after undergoing intensive hair treatment, he was left bald. Poor little doggie has skin problem :(

My Home Gym

First and foremost, A very HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Shanecoast who celebrated her “18^th” (Ahem!!!) birthday. May all your wishes come true…

I have the right to be fat, flabby and weak, but what the fuck would I want to? Every workout I miss and every meal I don’t, my muscle will get smaller, my posture sadden and my life shorter. Home is a place where you spent hours on the couch watching TV and snacking away, a home gym can stop all that. Instead of being a couch potato, you can hit your own gym instead of hitting others and hence your excuses of lazy to pack up your gym gear, it’s going to rain, gotta save and no extra money to join a gym or too lazy to step out of the house doesn’t apply anymore.

You might be thinking that I need to spend a fortune to buy all those equipment to get a home gym going, but really the most basic thing you need is just a set of dumbbells and a workout bench that is all. You can do miracles with just these or maybe a Swiss ball. Anyway, I have been complaining to myself on how dusty my home gym was and I definitely wanted to do something about it. So I spent two days dusting the place up and hooking up the long neglected sound system so that I don’t have to use my iPod and sweat all over it (I have to work out with music, it is a definite must). The result was a dust free gym environment. I have a pretty basic gym, just a workbench which inclines and declines, barbell, a couple of dumbbells, exercise map and a walker for warming up and down. At long as it gets the work done, I have no complains here.

My very own gym which I keep all my biking jersey, helmet and shoes which until recently it became my dog - Woa Woa’s playroom too.

My long neglected sound system –Nakamichi’s satellite speakers; meet my Personal Trainer, I bought her for RM6 and I uploaded her to my Pocket PC.

She gives me specific workout for my targeted area

She records my workout sessions

…and allow me to keep a health and workout journal

My gym instructor and nutritionist: Workout for Dummies, The Home Workout Bible, 101 Nutrition Secrets for Men and The Abs Diet (Air Bag System Diet... wukakakakka). From time to time you can purchase a copy of Men’s Health for only RM10 per issue; it has got loads of workout tips and healthy recipe.

My Diet & Exercise Assistant Desktop; what it does is it help you keep track of how much calories you intake and burn during the day and then compare it with your target to see if you have achieve your goal. It comes with a good database of how much calories are there in what sort of food. [ Click image to enlarged it ]

On another note, Matchbox Twenty is back with their fourth studio album “Exile from Mainstream” which is a greatest hits album and containing 12 hits and 6 new releases. The 2 disc album will be released October this year. Currently, their first single “How Far We’ve Come” is getting air play on our local radio. I think it is a pretty upbeat and catchy tune which has Matchbox signature style all over it and working out to it is great. So if you got the time, go get it and slip into your workout playlist and you will have fun seeing “how far you’ve come” :P. If you haven’t heard it, you can check out My Featured Media Section to listen and watch the music video. It will be playing this whole week.

How Far We’ve Come

By Matchbox Twenty

(Hello, hello, hello)

I’m waking up at the start of the end of the world
But it's feeling just like every other morning before
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone

The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour and I
Started staring at the passengers waving goodbye
Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

But I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come
Well I believe it all is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

I think its turning to a crock but I don't really know
And I can't remember caring for an hour or so
Started crying and I couldn't stop myself
I started running but there's nowhere to run to

I sat down on the street, took a look at myself
Said where you going man, you know the world is headed for hell?
Say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to

I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come (right now)
Let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe it all is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend
Let's see how far we've come (oh yeah)
Let's see how far we've come

It's gone, gone, baby it's all gone
There's no one on the corner and there's no one at home
Well it was cool, cool, it was just all cool
Now it's over for me, and it's over for you
It's gone, gone, baby its all gone
There's no one on the corner and there's no one at home
Well it was cool, cool, it was just all cool
Now it's over for me and it's over for you

I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come (oh yeah)
Let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe it all is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend
Let's see how far we've come (oh yeah)
Let's see how far we've come

Voodoo for Dummies: Retrieval Hex

While I was chatting with the Princess today, I was whining to her about my missing mobile phone. I told her that I tried calling it, hoping to hear the ringing tone but maybe I switched it to vibrate or something, so I didn’t hear shit. You know I got the weirdest response from her when she asked me if I have a “Katak” (frog)? First thing that crossed my mind was maybe she is going to show me an ancient druid spell that involves the use of frogs to find my missing phone. Maybe like tying a string to a frog’s leg and then show the model of my phone and the telco. company to the frog and the frog will lead me to the missing phone - that sort of hocus pocus trick. So I asked her why? Then only I realized that she typed “Kakak” not “Katak”. Kakak is a term people here used for their maids. So obviously she was just asking me to ask my maid to help me find the phone and not teaching me to cast a spell. Too bad I don’t have a Kakak at home.

Anyway, today I am going to teach you how to cast a spell/hex since I am going to cast it to find my missing phone. It’s a retrieval hex and it is really simple, you don’t have to attend any school of witchcraft and wizardry to cast it. It’s a very useful spell that helps you to track down and retrieve the things that you misplaced, like mobile phones, keys or the TV remotes.

What you need are:

A pendulum
A chalk
A black candle
Ambient/ Eerie tune

The Setup:

Use the chalk and draw (on the ground) two lines intersecting at right angles and draw a circle around the intersection point. Label one line YES and the one NO. Alternatively you can use a piece of paper to draw the diagram.

Light the black candle and turn on whichever eerie tune that you have. My recommendation is the song “I Put a Spell on You”. If you are into alternative rock you can choose the rendition which Marilyn Manson did or if you are into jazz and softer stuff you can choose the version of that song sung by Nina Simone.

Hold a pendulum between your index and thumb finger so that the weight is suspended about 2 inches above the centre of the circle.

Rest your elbow on the table and relax your mind by taking a couple of slow, deep breaths, then breathing normally.

Think of the word YES. It may take a minute, but eventually your hands will begin to move subtly, causing the pendulum to swing along the Yes axis as if you were nodding your head in the affirmative. Repeat for NO.

If pendulum swings along NO following the pink arrows, means NO
If pendulum swings along YES following the white arrow, means YES

To Find Misplaced Objects

Ask the pendulum yes-or-no question, such as …Are my Keys outside? Did I leave my phone inside the car? Are they upstairs? If you subconsciously know where you left them, the pendulum swing will tell you the answer. Actually, there is nothing supernatural about this; it’s based on ideomotor response – a thought triggering a physical response. Try it to retrieve information from your subconscious. It’s particularly useful when your conscious mind is at a dead end and you’re drawing blank. If you truly don’t know where they are – someone took it or stole it, or they fell through a hole in your pocket – you may not be able to track them using this trick. The black candle and ambient background is nothing, it’s just to give you something extra to do like scrapping the wax off the floor …:P

Here In My Bed

After days of rain water, insect bites and sleeping in cheap motels and inns, I am finally back from the trail hunt. A hunt in the jungles of Cherating to look for the ultimate downhill trail for the ultimate downhill biking experience but all we got was rain water, a whole lot of sand flies (Ooo I hate those fuckers) biting our asses, shit load of scratches and a bad knee. Anyway, I am not going to whine about how unfruitful the trip was; I am just happy to be home.

When I reached home early Sunday morning, the sight of my dog Woa Woa wagging her tail just made me glad that I am home. The first thing that was on my mind was stripping down and head to bed. With the air-conditioning on full blast, I wrapped my duvet around and slept through Sunday morning.

“Dear Gym God, sorry I miss service again, I promise to make it up to you next week :p”

Looks like my bed wasn’t empty while I was gone, Woa Woa was making herself comfortable.

The Man Who Ate His Lover

Behold! If you do not wish to get your mind scarred or be haunted, please refrain from reading the below.

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I remember the first time I saw “Cannibal Holocaust” when I was young, it made my stomach sick and it gave me a headache and it got worse after a friend told me that it was a real documentary. But come to think of it, who on earth will allow a real snuff film to be released and screen all over the world. KNN , pull my leg. As I was listening and brooding on Marilyn Manson’s Eat Me, Drink Me, I read from somewhere that he gotten the album concept from a person named Armin Meiwes. Does that name ring any bells? Maybe if you live in Germany, it would. This isn’t some gruesome zombie or cannibal tall tale; this isn’t the fake as cake “Cannibal Holocaust” which I thought was real; forget about Dr. Hannibal, this is the real thing. It sent chills to my spine and made me sick to my entrails. I consider myself a pretty sick guy but for something to make a sick guy sick, that is pretty something. But at the same time I was amazed by the relationship that these two had. This is a grotesque relationship that I really can’t relate to. Some may find the story very compelling in a romantic way but I think a lot of people wouldn’t look at it as romantic, but sick.

To the family next door, Armin Meiwes seemed the perfect neighbor. He mown their lawn, repaired their car and even invited them round for dinner. Other residents in the small German town of Rotenburg also believe there was nothing odd about the 4o plus year old computer expert, whose light burned late into the night inside his creaking mansion. However, Meiwes appeared in court charged with killing, frying and eating another man.

The Invitation

The mild-mannered and well-groomed computer technician had fantasized about killing and devouring someone, including his classmates, from the age of eight. The desire grew stronger after the death of his mother in 1999. Meiwes had a childhood obsession with the Grimm Brother’s fairy tale “ Hansel and Gretal”, and was especially fascinated by the passage in which the storybook witch “fattened up little Hansel” in hopes of cooking and eating him. Meiwes posted an advertisement on the Internet, looking for a willing victim. The post stated that he was “looking for a well-built 18 to 30-year-old to be slaughter and then consumed”. That was when a Berlin man he had met in a gay chat room took him up on his cyber-invitation to “let me gobble you up”. The man, Bernd-Juergen Brandes, himself a computer analyst with a Berlin information technologies company, was known for his interest in mutalition and his activity in the homosexual prostitution scene of his home city. Brandes wanted to be castrated and mutilated. He dreamt of being taken bodily into another man – being ingested – becoming one with another man. For both, it was as if some perverted fairy tale had come true.

The Feast

On the evening of March 9, the two men went up to the bedroom in Meiwes’ rambling timbered farmhouse. Meiwes amputated Brandes’ penis and the two men attempted to eat the penis together before Brandes was killed. Brandes had insisted that Meiwes attempt to bite his penis off. This did not work, so Meiwes used a knife. Brandes apparently tried to eat some of his own penis raw, could not because it was too tough and, as he put it, “chewy”. Meiwes then sautéed the penis in a pan with salt and pepper, and garlic, but by then it was too burned to consumed. Brandes may already have been too weakened from the blood loss to actually eat any of his penis. Armin Meiwes read a Star Trek book for 3 hours whilst his victim was bleeding to death in the bath. Meiwes apparently gave him large quantities of painkillers and half a bottle of schnapps and then killed him in a room that he built in his house for this purpose. After stabbing Brandes to death in the throat, he hung the body on a meat hook and tore hunks of flesh from it; he even tried to grind the bones to use as flour. The whole scene was recorded on videotape. The cannibal then chopped Brandes into pieces and put several bits of him in the freezer, next to the takeaway pizza, and buried the skull in his garden. Over the next few weeks, he defrosted and cooked parts of Brandes in olive oil and garlic, eventually consuming 20kg of human flesh. “ with every bite, my memory of him grew stronger,” he said. He had consumed his victim with a bottle of South African red wine, had got out his best cutlery and decorated his table with candles. He tasted of pork, he added.

Arrested

Meiwes was arrested in December 2002, posting new advertisement for victims and details about the killing on the Internet. Investigators searched his home and found body parts and the videotape of the killing. Meiwes was later convicted of manslaughter and sentenced to eight and a half years in prison. The case attracted considerable media attention and led to a debate over whether Meiwes could be convicted at all, given that Brandes had voluntarily and knowingly participate in the act; there were also complications as cannibalism itself was not illegal in Germany at the time. Later in April 2005, a German court ordered a retrial after prosecutors appealed his sentence. They believed he should be convicted of murder, not manslaughter, and given a life sentence. Later, Meiwes said his motive of killing and eating his victim, Brandes, was born from the desire for this younger brother he never had – “someone to be part of me”. In eating Brandes, he finally got his “big kick”, he told his trial. Brandes Spoke good English, he said, and since eating him, his English had improved. He also revealed he is now writing his memoirs.

For days, I didn’t touch any meat especially those cooked with garlic and olive oil. Damn you Meiwes!!! Now I am haunted by your horrid act of gobbling up another man’s fried penis every time I try to eat pork. Babi Betul!!!!!!

Reference Link:

Profile: Cannibal Armin Meiwes
Armin Meiwes' Fan club
Armin Meiwes' Friendster
Armin Meiwes' Email and MSN
Armin Meiwes' Cooking Blog

Chinese Halloween

First day of our jungle trekking expedition in search for a good downhill trail and it rained like hell, so we took cover and stopped. Snake brought up this camp fire story thing about the Chinese Ghost Month 鬼月to us while we were still in the jungle…

Once a year, at midnight, on the last day of the Sixth Lunar Month, which is usually towards the end of August in our widely use Gregorian calendar. The kingpin of the Chinese underworld will open the gates of hell – and countless number of starving spirits are set free to roam the realm of the living. For 30 days these spirits are free to visit earth and stuff their bellies with all the food their families and friends prepared for them, before they return to hell. This is the Chinese Halloween and known to many as the Festival of the Hungry Ghosts. Ever wonder why are all the ghosts are hungry? Well, it is said that in hell, they are forced to eat rotten scraps as punishment for their misdeeds during their time on earth.

Long ass fucking time ago in China during the Liang Dynasty (AD 502-556) the Emperor had a strange dream. In the dream, he was told to hold prayers for the spirits of all those who had lost their lives in shipwrecks and on land. He immediately ordered the construction of a large altar. Later, he held a gigantic feast on the 15^th day of the Seventh Lunar Month to which all departed spirits and their living relatives were invited. Hence it was the birth of the Festival of the Hungry Ghost.

When we were young, we were told not to go out alone, do not make unkind remarks, do not touch the offerings, do not go swimming and stay at home after dark during this festival, because there would be wicked spirits amongst the throngs of spirits that are let loose and they are looking for replacements.

Well, it ain’t all that bad because during festival, worshippers keep a sharp look out for the Spirit of Luck and Virtue. He can be easily identified by his tall hat on which are painted with the Chinese characters 「一见发财」which means “See me and you shall have great wealth”. He holds a palm-leaf fan in his right hand and wears a white gown. His face is very white and has no nose and eyes. He greets people by sticking out his long, red tongue. He is also known as The Unpredictable Ghost because he could either bring good fortune to those he meets or he could become nasty and aggressive. He could give you a lump of clay, which when touched, turns into a solid gold brick – if the person is honest and kind-hearted. Damn there’s always a catch. I guess he is like the Chinese Santa Clause which comes to town every year, to reward well behaved kids with solid gold bricks; so people be good and behave if you want to get a solid gold brick and not a solid brick of crap.

Worshipers offering hell money and hope their effort appeases the spirits and be rewarded with good fortune. Well, in this case hot sexy worshipers who stays across from my place … :P

It's been 4 years and the wait is finally over, Marilyn Manson is back with a very melodic and very guitar-oriented album, "Eat Me, Drink Me". Oh yes,I worship Manson and I am a part of Manson's legion. It's either you love'em or hate'em. Will not review the album just yet because I am still brooding on it since it's released in June 2007. Below is the first single off the ablum which I think the lyrics kicks ass.

Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand)
By Marilyn Manson

She reminds me of the one in school,
when I was gutted she was dressed in white.
And I couldn’t take my eyes off her,
but that’s not what I took off that night,.
She’ll never cover up what we did with her dress.
No.
She said “kiss me it’ll heal,
but it won’t forget”.
“Kiss me it’ll heal,
but it won’t forget”.

I don’t mind you keeping me on pins and needles.
If I could stick to you,
and you could stick me too.

Don’t break,
Don’t break my heart,
and I won’t break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Don’t break,
Don’t break my heart,
and I won’t break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Making me low.
That blue is getting me high.
Making me low.

She reminds me of the one I knew that cut up the negatives of my life.
I couldn’t take my hands off her,
she wouldn’t let me be anywhere but inside.

I don’t mind you keeping me on pins and needles.
If I could stick to you,
and you could stick me too.

Don’t break,
Don’t break my heart,
and I won’t break your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl,
little girl you should close your eyes,
that blue is getting me high.
Making me low.

Pink Labeled Me

I got tagged by the Hot Pink Chili, and I am supposed to tag the bloggers which I reckon “Rock”. So here it goes, presenting my Shit list Rocking Bloggers’ list:

Calvin’s wife from Evelynholic

If you are into Bollywood fashion to vegetation molestation to damn good creative art works, you have to come in this blog. It contains all kind of information and shit, it’s all GOOD shit. Drop by on Saturdays for jokes of the lamest kind …LOL.

Jade Z. from Pink Label

Living up to the name Malaysia’s Most Picturesque Blog; it contains the longest entry ever known to men, well at least to me. With loads of great pictures that will make you have a pink diarrhea in no time. This is also the place (pic taken from one of her post) where I draw my creative art inspiration.

Leech from Completely Random [Aishiteru]

To me, this is the mother of all blogs. She has been blogging ever since I think “Blog” was created. She even has to set up a new blog to keep her archive. Have you ever seen a archive list that long?. Try loading all of them at once and see what will happen to your PC. :P This was the blog that got me started.

Nux Vomica from Something is Happenin’

Be inspired to grow plants like Bitter gourds or Pandan Leaves when you read this blog. Lots of nostalgia here that can even crack a tough nut into tears and make you go like,”Damn, how I wish I could have an egg tart now.” :P

Princess Eileen from Princess Eileen’s Chamber of Memories

Don’t we guys wish it was Chamber of Torture: P. A diary of a pretty chocolate loving princess filled with laughter, fun, delicious meals and blow jobbies…:P. Occasionally, eye candies of her and her girlfriends for guys to Cuci Mata (wash eye). Reading may be as addictive as chatting to her so said her throngs of male fans… LOL.

Alright, there you go the tag, so Jade Z. I didn’t “sia sia kan your titik peluh right?” Blogs can be found all over the internet but you’ll know a great blog when you read it, Do yourself a favor and visit these blogs. Anyway, this isn’t really a real tag but just a post to Berpromosikan (promote) these blogs whom I think fucking rocks. So rocking bloggers above keep ‘em coming and you people don’t really have to do the tag except for the owner of the blog below (see screen shot below) …Wukakaka.

Joking la, all tags ends here….:P

One Cunt Hair From Victory

Friday morning, early morning, I got a call to play paintball. Playing paintball with a lame ass team whom had their asses kick by us from here to New Delhi is definitely a no brainer. So my team was thinking of giving them a quick ass kicking and then head for breakfast. Upon reaching the field, we could see that they have a new member already in gear and looking as threatening as a fluffy pink bunny…Wukakakakakak!!!! LMAO

Boy, were we wrong, the bloody bunny took out 3 of our team mates at the beginning stage of the game and the last 2 of us were left to the slaughter. I took 3 in the stomach but poor Mike got multiple times on the tummy and thighs. Damn it, I could have sworn we were a cunt hair close from victory when I took out the bloody bunny but clearly Mike and I were outnumbered. Shit! We lost!

Picture Diary coming up:

Just look how red my infected area was after the game, I think they rigged their projectiles by freezing them and making it harder. KNNCCB!!!

Photo evidence of Mike getting gang rape; injuries found on the stomach and thighs area and some very close to the family jewel. Judging from the pictures, it seems that those fuckers were aiming at his crotch.

Oh well, can’t be a sore loser, we’ll get them next time and we’ll be aiming in between their crack. Then Me and Mike (the rest wanted to head home and sleep - cry to their wives I reckon after getting their ass kicked) headed to Mickey D’s for breakfast hoping that it will cheer us up after our devastating lost, and it did when an unexpected guest joined us for breaky ... :P

My stomach was still hurting when I reached home, so I decided to have a little chat with a Princess before having Mr. Sandman sprinkle some dust on my eyes and usher me off to dreamland. :)

ZZZ...

please come back ome

For hammie read about it here









WATCH THE VIDEO HERE: my dog's first music video

Mesh Up of :
Fort Minor – Where’d You Go?
Enigma - The Dream of the Dolphin
Excerpt Gradual Psalm 117 taken from Favorite Georgian Chant

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hell

Icky Art

Being influenced to take pictures by a friend of mine who is great at what she is does. To show that Mr. X has got some talent in photography, he would like to present you his first ever set of photography art. Enjoy, :)

I call this, Stone Hard Crap

Next we move on to Crap on the Wall

Lastly, Holy Crap

The crap again in full Technicolor

Chocolate ice cream anyone?