Is he dead yet?
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Is he dead yet? Who want to know?
Just treat this as my blog. Feel free to comment.
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My good friend laurence!!! Come come give me a hug!!!Originally posted by laurence82:-_-!!!!!!
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don want lar, me shy...tao yan...*gigglez*Originally posted by DeadPoet:My good friend laurence!!! Come come give me a hug!!! 
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Why shy? Nobody here except you and me what.Originally posted by laurence82:don want lar, me shy...tao yan...*gigglez* 
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Since this is a homepage, what should I post here?
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For a start
Okay for a start. I really want to be a daddy. But unfortunately my wife is not really keen about it. In fact nowadays, pretty women do not attract me anymore. Instead cute babies have my full attention. -
30/4/2005
I was banned from learning Karate because my sensei was afraid that I might ‘accidentally’ kill someone. I switched to Aikido instead. But again marked by my sensei because I added “unauthorized” moves into the martial art. So I left before going for my brown belt grading. -
30/4/2005
I canÂ’t stand people who canÂ’t keep their mouth shut. Okay, having conversation is one thing but if you notice that your audiences are bored, please kindly shut up. Give me a break will you? I am trying to finish my report here so why donÂ’t you go away? Do I have to tell you straight in the face that I am not at all interested in your tour to Australia and what you think about the Casino?
By the way please return my pen, the silver one. -
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1/5/2005
I hate games. Games played during team-building sessions, games played during outings, games played during Dinner & Dance.
I hate games. Games are childish. Games are foolish. Games are boring.
I hate myself. -
1/5/2005
Are you a virgin? What kind of stupid question is that? Of course I am NOT a virgin. I am MARRIED!!! I know, I know, it is my fault. I donÂ’t wear a ring on my finger so you think I am still single. I know, I know, I should have stick a label on my forehead announcing to the whole world I am no longer a virgin. Oh and I donÂ’t carry condom in my wallet.
By the way, why the hell should I even bother to answer your question? Do I know you that well? Get out of my way asshole, I am late for my cooking class. -
Hmm..whats up man..
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Nothing. Just showing the ugly side of me.Originally posted by LazerLordz:Hmm..whats up man.. -
It is actually quite fun to post something different occasionally.
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Lol.Originally posted by DeadPoet:It is actually quite fun to post something different occasionally. -
1/5/2005
Dear staff
I regret to inform you that the mystery shoppers are on the prowl again. Theses hideous creatures will not hesitated to swallow you whole, bones and all. They will have your soul for breakfast and inflicted so much pain that you will cry for your mummy.
Be extra alert if they ask for your name or make unreasonable demands. The human standing in front of you may well be a MS in disguise.
But remember they are send by higher management. They are just doing their job. It is the higher management that is our enemy.
For now, we have to be patience. When the time is right, they will pay with their bloods.
It will not be a bloodless revolution. -
3/5/2005
A normal day in this city
(This is not a poem)
Is he dead yet?
I think so. He is not moving leh.
Maybe he is sleeping? Look like a drunk to me.
Why donÂ’t we find out? LetÂ’s pee on him.
Yeah, letÂ’s do that.
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Hey, he is still not moving leh.
Shit, I think he is really dead!
LetÂ’s get the fuc.k out of here!
Is he dead yet?
Maybe. -
11/5/05
Tell you guys a secret.
One of my goals is to write a series of erotic poems that are so skillfully written that you, my dear readers, can’t help feeling horny after reading them. Instead of watching “Educational” VCDs, which unfortunately I do not own any, (yeah sure) you grab a copy of my erotic poems and read to each other as a kind of foreplay.
Wicked Â… I like.
Considered this as my contribution to help increase birthrate. Time to do some research for my writing, and who said poetry writing is boring. -
13/5/05
My wife and I went shopping at BP Plaza this evening. After buying all the things we wanted, instead of cooking at home I suggested having dinner at a Japanese restaurant located at the plazaÂ’s basement.
I was patiently queuing (second position) waiting to be served when suddenly the staff at the next counter asked me to come over to her counter. I was quite surprised because there was an auntie waiting to be served at her counter. So I gave her a “are you talking to me” kind of me and again she motioned me towards her counter.
I moved over, and the auntie flared up.
“Excuse me, do you know I am in the queue, how come you serve him first?” She snapped at the staff and proceeded to give me a disgusted look. I knew she was pissed. But what the hell, so was I!!! I was actually very pissed!!! I am not a queue-cutter. That staff asked me to come over. Not my fault what, why do you have to give me that kind of look?
At that moment I really felt like fuc.king her, caused a commotion, etc.
But I controlled myself because I knew if I have done that, something like the following would have happened,
Auntie: Why do you want to fuc.k me? It is YOU who cut the queue. I am the victim here. I should fuc.k you instead young man.
Okay, I shall fuc.k the staff then since she is the one that want misled me into going over to her counter.
Staff: Why do you want to fuc.k me? I see you handsome mah, so I want to serve you first lor. You should be grateful that you so old already still got people like you. Beside, see my badge here, it says “Trainee.” I very new here leh, my manager lah, he didn’t trained my properly. Go fuc.k my manger.
Okay, in that case call your manager out.
Manager: Why do you want to fuc.k me? Not my fault what. I was drinking coffee in the office; I am not the one who misled you right? Beside, all of our staffs are very well trained one. Really I think you it is your fault lah. Use your brain lah, people ask you to come over you come over ah? CanÂ’t you see there is someone else queuing meh? Stupid.
Since all of you are not at fault then it must my fault lor. Okay I go fuc.k myself. -
Originally posted by DeadPoet:
The moral of the story is:
[b]13/5/05
My wife and I went shopping at BP Plaza this evening. After buying all the things we wanted, instead of cooking at home I suggested having dinner at a Japanese restaurant located at the plazaÂ’s basement.
I was patiently queuing (second position) waiting to be served when suddenly the staff at the next counter asked me to come over to her counter. I was quite surprised because there was an auntie waiting to be served at her counter. So I gave her a “are you talking to me” kind of me and again she motioned me towards her counter.
I moved over, and the auntie flared up.
“Excuse me, do you know I am in the queue, how come you serve him first?” She snapped at the staff and proceeded to give me a disgusted look. I knew she was pissed. But what the hell, so was I!!! I was actually very pissed!!! I am not a queue-cutter. That staff asked me to come over. Not my fault what, why do you have to give me that kind of look?
At that moment I really felt like fuc.king her, caused a commotion, etc.
But I controlled myself because I knew if I have done that, something like the following would have happened,
Auntie: Why do you want to fuc.k me? It is YOU who cut the queue. I am the victim here. I should fuc.k you instead young man.
Okay, I shall fuc.k the staff then since she is the one that want misled me into going over to her counter.
Staff: Why do you want to fuc.k me? I see you handsome mah, so I want to serve you first lor. You should be grateful that you so old already still got people like you. Beside, see my badge here, it says “Trainee.” I very new here leh, my manager lah, he didn’t trained my properly. Go fuc.k my manger.
Okay, in that case call your manager out.
Manager: Why do you want to fuc.k me? Not my fault what. I was drinking coffee in the office; I am not the one who misled you right? Beside, all of our staffs are very well trained one. Really I think you it is your fault lah. Use your brain lah, people ask you to come over you come over ah? CanÂ’t you see there is someone else queuing meh? Stupid.
Since all of you are not at fault then it must my fault lor. Okay I go fuc.k myself.
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Do not eat Japanese food after shopping. The fatique caused by shopping will further flare tempers and adds stress while queuing up.
Also, it is good to be a member of C.A.S.E or a regular contributor to the New Paper. This allows avenues for vengeance to be exacted, secretly.
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15/5/05
5 years ago, on this very day, I went through a major operation that changes my life forever. For the next few weeks I suffered physically and mentally. I knew I would never be the same person again. In my darkest moment, I thought of ending my life but I donÂ’t have the guts to do it. I also thought of leaving everything behind, become a monk or go overseas and find a place to start anew.
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Originally posted by DriftingGuy:The moral of the story is:
Do not eat Japanese food after shopping. The fatique caused by shopping will further flare tempers and adds stress while queuing up.
Also, it is good to be a member of C.A.S.E or a regular contributor to the New Paper. This allows avenues for vengeance to be exacted, secretly. -
17/5/05
If I don't like your advertisements, I won't buy your products. -
18/5/2005
Since my “Plate of Char Siew Rice” I have not written any more poems. Not that I am lazy but I’ve been doing some soul-searching, and I’ve decided to concentrate on reading poetry books instead. Something is still missing in my poems, the feeling is just not right. Hmm…
I hope to start writing again soon. SighÂ…