Pampered

I was out shooting hoops with my macha, Black last Saturday. When we arrived at the court, the field was packed with these kids who have signed up for this football school or academy. To us, it was just another franchise or money making shit. Bring in a couple of white guys and a big name, voila! you have a money making combination. It was only 5pm and we assumed that these buggers must've started their training around 3pm. We sat down on the basketball court and started to do our warm ups and stretching while watching the football training going on.

Just right next to the basketball court is a structure which provides a lot of cool shade. In the shade, there's this whole bunch of mothers and some of these mothers brought their maids as well. Black and I started checking out some of these women as there were one or two who were really hot looking. LOL!!!! They've must've married young. Anyway, while Black and I helped each other warmed up, we saw one of these kids about 16 years old got tackled and came sliding down on the field. Black and I chuckled and sniggered. Then to our amazement, the following scene unfolded ...

One of the women ran out from the shade to the boy. As the boy sat on the field rubbing the dirt off his legs, we can hear the women said, "Ah Boy Ah Boy, you fall down again ah ...?" and in an instant, she was there, checking out his shin and knees and rubbing the sand and dirt off his legs. Black and I just stared with our mouths wide opened. Boy then pointed out the scraped knee to his mum and then his mum said, "Aiyo, told you already don't play. But you still want to play. See now, painful or not?"

Black and I looked at each other and it was Black who could not contain his laughter first. Fark! The kid was such a pampered shit. I mean, all those kids with their mothers waiting in the shade are pampered brats. Fark! Black and I started laughing and talking about our good old days. Basketball practice starts at 3pm or 4pm. But half hour before our training, we must have completed our runs and warm ups. Did we have our mums standing in the shade watching us train? NO!. How did we get to school? We walked or cycled. Even when we were 13 years old. We walked. How did we go home? We walked. What happens when we come crashing down on the basketball court and scrape our knees? We brush it off and continue playing. And then we walked home. What happens when we sprained our ankles? We walked home even though our friggin' ankles were swollen. And better yet, my mum would say, "sprain again? why you so clumsy? don't know how to run properly?" And the next morning, I won't even get any sympathy from her .. She'll say, "Why? Cannot walk? You know where the clinic is. Go see doctor and then you take bus to school ..." Like that lah best mum in the world.

By the way, after the football thingy finished, we called one of the kids to the basketball court. "Hey boy!" I called out. This kid walked over. "How much you pay for this?" Kid answers, "RM700 for 3 months". Fark!!!!!

Picture Blog

I love taking pictures but I don't own a camera. Not even a digital camera. These are my feeble attempts in photography which I must say, I failed miserably. But I am learning through trial and error and hopefully, I can buy myself a digital camera soon and I can have a picture blog section.

One thing I learned is that I need a bigger camera and not those small compact sized cameras otherwise, my paws might get in the way of the pictures (which I have learned from my mistakes and pictures taken ... blame it on those small sized cameras).

Both the pictures were taken from the same beach and is one of my favorite beaches and holds special memories for me. You get to see a star lit sky and every night, there will be a campfire lit on the beach. You can just bring your wine or beers and sit around the fire and just fall asleep under the stars. Hope you guys like what you see ...

Tiu Tiu Tiu

This shitty bad luck thing has not ended. I was having a really shitty and toxic day today. There were so much phone calls and dead lines to an extent that when this particular client called me for the third friggin time in one day, I just said, "hello". He said, "ey, you know the accounts part ..." and I cut him off by saying, "yes you can delete it off" and he was like, "wow ... you already knew the question and answer .." and I said, "thank you and fark off bye".

Another phone call and I grabbed it without thinking. Next farking thing I know, my mouse was swimming in coffee. TIU TIU TIU!!!!. My documents!!! Fark Fark Fark. Damn phone cord drag my coffee mug over and toppled it. The coffee spread so farking fast all over my table and in seconds, it was already forming niagara falls over my table. You can farking hear the crashing dripping sound it made on my carpet. And farking guess what? My leg was in the way as well. So my pants, socks and shoes all drank coffee. TIUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!

After rescuing my mouse, eraser, pen and documents from drowning, I spent half an hour cleaning up the farking mess. I even had to clean my mouse's balls from all that coffee. The worse part was trying to soak up the coffee from my carpet. This time really HAI LAT already.

After cleaning up all the farking mess, I buckled down to work when my secretary came in and started laughing. What?!!! I thought I've farking cleared the mess. I looked around. Ok what... No more coffee. Next thing I know every farking bitch came into my room and had a laugh. WAT??!!!!! Found out the coffee splashed onto the white shirt I was wearing as well. With the coffee stains on my white shirt, I really looked like a cow with brown spots. What more when I have colleagues who call me Lembu (cow). Sighs .... another farked up day.

Friggin' Bad Luck

Anyone can beat this? I just have this lousy reputation of having bad luck and when I have one, its usually a friggin run of bad luck which usually leaves me feeling really shitty.

Example, there was this year when for dunno what tibai reasons, I had to change my car's real wheel axels. That farking cost me a bomb. A few months later, I crashed my car. Didn't have a car to use for almost one whole friggin month. Then there were insurance claim issues. A few months later, some tibai mutha farker smashed the back window of my car. That friggin same year, I had dengue and appendicitis. Can you beat that?

I have not blogged for the past 5 days. I have been really shitty the last 2 weeks. I kinda made a slip up at work and because of that, I've been having sleepless nights. I am still friggin stressed out and no friggin time to blog. Besides the slip up, my office computer crashed on me. Must be all the porn I have been surfing. LOL!!!! Well, its not really funny cause I am still waiting for the IT people to tell me whether they recovered my data or not. The IT people came, looked at my pc and sniggered (i don't know what the farking snigger was all about) and carted my pc away as if they were carting away a corpse away for autopsy. I bet you all that they are now busy copying all my porno materials into their own discs and salivating all over them. Damn ...

Farking Idiots

I was driving home last night and got so farking annoyed. When I turned into the road leading to my house, there was this puki mak lorry in the middle of the road. You see, in my neighborhood, every tibai parks their cars outside the house. So most parts of the friggin road becomes wide enough for one car to move only.

Now this puki mak lorry, instead of parked at a spot where another car can squeeze thru, had to park side by side another car. So this tibai just farking blocked the road. They looked like they were unloading things into a house. Moving in I guess. So I kinda waited a distance away. After a couple of minutes, they appeared not bothered about my presence. So I decided to drive up slowly near the damn friggin lorry. As I got closer to the lorry, someone peeped out from behind the lorry and I could see him hurrying up with the unloading. There was also a waja parked in front of the damn house they were moving things into.

Then these two mutha farkers walked out from the house and instead of asking the farking lorry buggers to move faster, they stare cock at me!!! Mah hai. I kept my cool. Just waited with my car in front of the lorry. About a minute later, the lorry driver jumped back into the lorry and started the engine. By the situation, I thought he would reverse a little so that I can drive through. But the puki mak HIGH BEAMED me and revved his engine. TIU NIA MAH CHOW HAI! FINE!!!! Since you are driving a farking lorry, I reversed and dove into a small corner to let him pass.

After the lorry had passed, I reversed out from the corner but this time, that puki mak waja was reversing out of the house and trying to pass me first. I seriously don't know what this SOH HAI was doing but he was reversing and going forward a couple of times because in the shit head of his, it was a very tight spot and he could not come out right. In my impatience, I started drumming my hands on the steering wheel of my car. Mind you, I did not sound my horn. But by the time this two cibai managed to drive the car out, they wound down their windows and continue to stare cock at me!!!! FUCK THEM!!!

I kept my cool. Woooooooooooooooo-sah. But I told myself, since I think these mutha farker idiots were moving in, better chill and wooooooooooooooo-sah, otherwise, my farking car would die a horrible death at night. I woke up this morning half thinking I would find my car's wheels in my wind shield but was glad that my car was alright. I HATE MY FARKING NEIGHBOURS!!!!

Tongkat Ali

The recent news on the commandoes rescuing the 4 boys in Frasers Hill brought back some fond memories of tracking and hiking into deep jungles with the commandoes. I went for a couple of jungle survival hike and my instructors were these two psycho commandoes. I can’t reveal which uniformed unit they are from but they were the best there is and all the stories about their prowess and abilities are true. That I can verify and tell you.

I had a lot of fun learning from them. The hikes and climbs were grueling but it was fun learning how to do all the stupid stuff like tracking a tiger. Don’t ask me what the fark we were thinking of but yup, when we saw tiger tracks, we followed it instead. LOL!!!

During one of the climbs, one of the commandoes stopped me and pointed to a little plant and said that’s the real Tongkat Ali. Now you all know the Tongkat Ali is a root that supposedly will make you shag like the energizer bunny the whole friggin night. I thought he was joking but he dug up the root and said, if I brought it back to KL, I can get easily 300 bucks for it ‘cos it’s the real thing. I whistled and he laughed. Instead, he will make soup for us that night. Soup???!!! Tongkat Ali in the jungle??? What da fark? What if I get a hard on? I hump monkeys is it?

We reached the peak of the mountain that night and true enough, that gila bastard went and cut up the root and made soup out of it. He gave me a mess tin full of it to drink and I drank it all up. Did I get a hard on that night? NO! How da fark you wanna get a hard on in the middle of a jungle? This is not Viagra you know.

But one thing I can tell you about the damn Tongkat Ali. I was farking hot after that. There I was. On a mountain peak. Supposedly to be friggin cold freezing my balls off. The winds were friggin strong too. But I was so farking hot, I had to sleep outside my tent and I was only in my shorts and t-shirt. I didn’t even farking use the sleeping bag. I slept in the open air the whole friggin nite. And the best part was, we were still tracking the tiger and its tracks were nearby!

Now, how da fark does being so farking hot and burning up inside will help you in your shagging capabilities? Can someone friggin tell me?

Vcd

Remember the good old days when vcd peddlars used to just set up a table and you can browse for vcds? Remember the even better days when porno vcds are left on the table for you to browse? Yeah well, this happened during the good old days. Basically I am storying you all now.

Black and I were out having drinks when we came upon a vcd stall. At the vcd stall, there were a number of porno vcds and since the peddlar was busy entertaining other customers, we somehow wondered from the front of the table to the back of the table, picking up the porn and browsing through them picking out what we thought would be the best.

Just then, we saw this couple walk up to the stall. The girl was really hot but was too clingy to her batang (stick) (a slang for boyfriend). Both of them then just browsed the vcds and both were behaving so cheesy and friggin lovey dovey in front of everyone. Black and I just couldn't tahan. Then the farker asked Black whether he was selling the vcds (Black and I were still standing behind the table).

Incensed, I said, "HEYYYYYYYY BOSS!!!!! Welcome back!!!" With that, I held out to him the few porno vcds in my hand, "the 5-star vcd you ordered last week is here already". He was stunned and didn't know what to say. LOL!!! Black caught on really fast, "yah, we have to specially order this for you Boss! You said last week you want this actresses all mah!" The hot chick looked at him with a really disgusted look and immediately, her hands let go of the guy. That pundek guy could only stammer.

Black went on to say, "ah, this one got anal sex (holding out one of the vcd), this one the actress damn hot with big tits and she swallow damn a lot of cum and this one your favorite, they tied up the girl and fark her in every hole!" And with that, his chick gave him this, you are farking dead look and I am never gonna see you again kind of look and stormed away with the guy running after her. Black and I laughed like a bunch of crazed hyenas.

Wait! The story is not over yet. That was the best part. The sad part was, the vcd guy turned to us and said, "Oi, Lou Sai, Pong Ngor Tow Mai ah" (Oi Boss, you helping me pour away rice ah!) Fearing that this vcd farker has got some "mah chai" (small horse) nearby to friggin beat us up for ruining his business, Black and I bought friggin lots of vcds from him that night!!! LOL!!!!!

Pop Ups

Can someone tell me how to get rid of pop-ups? You know those stupid pop-up windows that keep popping up while you are working? I always get this casino shit and all those smiley shits. Damn farking irritating.

Yesterday, my boss came into my room and started discussing about something. From where she stands, she could see my monitor and what I was doing. There was a word document on and nothing else.

Halfway talking, I saw her squinting and staring and then she asked, "ey Lembu, what is that?". I looked at where she was looking and to my friggin horror, there was a pop-up window. Not just a farking pop-up window for casino or smiley. This one says something like adult finder or some shit like that. Basically a free fark buddy search. And on the farking pop-up, was a picture of a hot babe with the skimpiest lingerie ever. Tiu loh ..... This time really Hai-lat. My jaw dropped and I was speechless. All I can say was ... errr ... its a spam advertisement?

And she went, spam?. And I went, yeah! You know, those stupid spam emails? They even have spam advertisements. They appear at random over the computer. I think my computer got infected by something. ( I thought to myself, this is so much bullshit) Can I call the tech guys to come over and take a look?

She went, ok. Better ask them to come now!!! And with that, she walked out. I just slumped back into my chair cursing and swearing the mutha farker that created all this trojans, spywares and pop-ups. I even cursed his family, his extended family, his pets, his grandparents, his great grandparents, his great great grandparents and all his farking ancestors.

Ass Wipe

For Iceman's wedding, we attended a pre-nup dinner at a Chinese Restaurant in town. The restaurant was located in a mall and we all agreed to meet up first before going into the restaurant. When all of us arrived, we went to buy champagne and while we were browsing the liquor section of the supermarket I noticed a spot of white stain at the back of Cicak's pants. The location of the white stain was exactly at the center of his ass ...

Me: ey Cicak, what's with the white stain at the back?

Cicak: Huh? Where?

Everyone looked at where I pointed and started laughing. Cicak turned around to look but he could not see the stain ...

Me: shit, looks like someone came onto it and it all dried up. LOL!!!!

Black: LOL!!! ey cicak, you have been taking it up your ass haven't you?

Cicak: Fark you guys lah. Ey, seriously lah, how bad is it?

Wor Siong: How serious? Dei! Looks like an elephant came onto your ass lah! LOL!!!

Cicak looked shit worried. As friends, we weren't of much help. In fact, we were making the situation worse with the loud laughter and the occassion pointing to his ass or squatting down and parting the folds of his pants to take a better look at the stain. From a distance, it looked as if we were parting his ass cheeks and peering into the black hole and beyond. LOL!!! And Cicak was making things much worse with his worried look and he kept trying to look at his ass but could not see the stain. He was like one of those mongrels chasing after its own tail. Realising he could not see the stain, he started asking us with a sad and serious face to go with him to the toilet which we refused. After much red faced laughing ...

Me: Ok ok ... enuff. we would be late for dinner. why don't you guys go pay for the champagne and I will go with Cicak to the toilet.

Once in the toilet, Cicak stood with his back facing the mirror at the basins and I pointed out the stain to him. He stared with wide eyed horror. "How da fark did that get there?" I laughed even louder when he said that. Between laughters I said, "That's a lot of cum you know ..". "Fark you lah" was the reply. I was laughing so hard I could only hold my stomach. Just then, Cicak grabbed some tissues and wet the tissues with water from the tap and started to wipe his pants furiously, attempting to get rid of the stain. But it just made me laugh more. Wet white colored tissues rubbing on black slacks. It made the stain worse!!! Realising he just made it worse, he turned to me, "ey Lembu. help-lah! don't just laugh laugh there"

I looked around for cloth but there was none. Sighing, I took out my handkerchief. "Ey pundek, after this, you are keeping this handkerchief!" Cicak just muttered, "fasterlah!" With that, Cicak turned to face the mirror, hands strecthed out on the basin standing with a stance as if he was about ready to be butt farked. I placed the handkerchief under the running water and squatted behind him and started to wipe the stain off.

While I was wiping the stain off, this old makcik (the cleaner lady) walked into the toilet. When she saw us, her wides went wide and her jaw dropped. The pail she was holding was also dropped on the floor with a loud clattering noise. She stared at us. We stared at her. After a moment of silence, she said, "Maaf ya? I tak nampak apa-apa" and she hurried back out without even taking her pail.

Realising how bad the situation was, we started laughing and calling out loudly to the cleaner lady, "Oi Makcik, tak ada apa-apalah. Makcik boleh masuk". But Makcik was gone. She took off as if she seen two gay ghosts. LOL!!!!

Beer Ramblings III

This happened some time ago. Slick and I were having beers and checking out the birds at the watering hole ...

Slick: ey lembu, i have a new chick in my life ...

Me: farker. (now when Slick said he has a new chick in his life, he meant he is shagging another bird despite being committed to a few other birds already)

Slick: why-lah you calling me farker?

Me: you memang farking this new bird now rite?

Slick: LOL!!!

Me: damn. here I am, single for so friggin long and no action at all. hand action a lot lah. LOL!!!! How come you are so farking lucky ey? Tell me more about this bird.

Slick: Actually, she is working in my client's office. Everytime I go there to see my client I see her and after talking a lot to her and flirting with her, she fell in love with me lah. Next thing I know, we are in the parking lot and she giving me a hand job.

Me: wow ... you are one smooth operator. And then?

Slick: Then one day, she pretend to be sick all and asked me go to her apartment. So I went lah. She was already horny and wet when I got there lah. Close door only, we were already all naked and farking in the living room. Then she asked me to come onto her face and into her mouth. Lembu, I tell you, that was the best sex I've ever had lah. And Lembu, she was a virgin lah!!! It was soooo farking good man. Best sex I've ever had.

Me: whoa.... its getting really hot here man. LOL!!!

Slick: after a few farks, I told her I have to leave her cos I am already married. she cried and cried and cried but she tells me I have the biggest cock and she talks dirty to me. She wants my cock lah. But after a few days, she calls me and said she just wants me to fark her. She don't care about my wife and all that. So I went to fark her again.

Me: What??!!!!

Slick: yeah man. she is kinky man. she swallows. and she begs me to fark her in the ass.

Me: fark. I am getting a hard on here already.

Slick: here. have some ice (he grabbed some ice from the ice bucket and threw at me)

Me: Fark!

Slick: LOL!!!

Me: Then?

Slick: I still see her on and off. She is a very sweet girl lah. But damn good in bed. Every man's dream. Ey, since you are single, I introduce her to you lah. Just forget that I have farked her before.

Me: FARK YOU LAH!!! Bastard. I would like to have this kind of chick. But not after what you've done to her!!!

Mac: Ey, just forget what I said earlier lah.

Me: Look. I appreciate all those lessons you gave her. But each time I shag her, I might think about her being shagged by you last time. And because we are best buddies, each time we meet up I don't want you 2 farkers to be eyeing each other.

Slick: No-lah. We have a rule ok. We don't fark our best buddy's girlfriend or spouse ok!

Me: Yeah. There are some rules. We also don't go round farking our buddies' friends even though they are not the girlfriend and spouse. That's taboo man.

Slick: Yeah. So farker, you want her or not?

Me: No lah.

Slick: But she is damn sweet and nice girl. But damn kinky in bed.

Me: Fark, you pimping her now or what?

Slick: LOL!!!! No lah. Just that since you are single and since I already have other birds, you can have this one mah.

Me: Bastard.

Work

Can't really blog today. Its one of those days where you get so much work you don't even have time to shit. This is when you really wish you are like one of those monsters in a power puff girls cartoon, you know those with three heads and six arms. Then you would be sitting at a place with three tables and three computers.

One head and one pair of arms to do all those work which are urgent but not important. Don't know what I mean? Basically, its work which was due last week but not important. Not my bloody farking fault. I didn't procastinate on those. Usually clients would call you up telling you they need this done but was due last week. Tibai.

Another head and one pair of arms to do all those work which are important but not urgent. Huh? Don't know what the fark I am talking about? Neither do I.

Third head and one pair of arms to do work which are urgent and important. Like playing Warcraft Frozen Throne. LOL!!!!

Oh yeah, I forgot. One more head. The cock head and a pair of balls. You know do what lah! Need me to spell it out meh? Tibai ...

Ok. Enough shit from me. Back to work. Will try to blog every now and then. Don't bitch if there are no frequent updates. I really have shit load of work here. Fark!

Pyscho Bitch

You have read about me being chased by dogs - Sabo. You have also read about me going up against Gangster Dog. Now its psycho dog.

During my teens, I ride a bicycle. Those racing bikes? Not these mountain bikes that we have nowadays. I used to have this tuition class at my buddy’s house which starts like 9pm at night. Getting there, I have to round a sharp bend and its uphill ride after that. Since it was always at night, there was this black colored car, always parked somewhere around the bend

The first few times I went for tuition, I was fine. My bike had this little battery operated lamp. Everything was cool. Then one night, while rounding the bend, this tibai dog leapt out from underneath the black car barking like a psycho bitch! Farking dog was also black in color. It was one of those black colored spitz. Tibai gave me such a fright I almost crashed my bike but I managed to regain control with that psycho still chasing me. And the worse part of this shitty moment, was climbing up that farking hill. I pedaled like soh-hai like that and that tibai dog will just continue chasing me, trying to bite my foot all the time. Let me tell you guys, don’t ever farking get a spitz as a dog. All spitz are cuckoo.

I use that road all the time to my friend’s house and this tibai dog, would always wait there to ambush me. And each time I near the bend, I was ready to kick the living shit out of that bitch. But damn bitch, is never consistent. Sometimes will leap out and chase me. Sometimes nothing. Not even a bark.

Later, I got myself a motorcycle. I never use that bend anymore cos’ there was no more tuition classes. Then one night, I went by that road again and the same black car was still there. As I cornered the bend as if I was riding a 500cc bike doing a Valentino Rossi corner, tibai dog was still farking alive!!!!! Bitch leapt out as usual barking and snapping away. I was inches from crashing my bike, knees would’ve scraped the tar road and my ears (if not for my helmet) would be scooping up dirt from the road.

The next few times I used that road, I was ready. Rounding that bend with my motorcycle, I was again ready to kick the shit out that bitch. Few times, that psycho bitch would leap out and farking chase me.

Fast forward to present … I have a car. When I first got my car, I went back to that road. That particular bend. That particular time at night. I saw the same black car. I was smiling. Yes! Its payback time. I slowed down waiting for that dumb psycho bitch to come out. This time, my legs won’t be there. I am just gonna run that dumb dog over. Come on!!! Where are you???!!!! No dog. Nothing. I went by a few times for the next couple of months. No dog. I even went back there with my motorcycle. Still no dog. Must’ve gone to doggy hell or something.

Shackled Balls II

Another round of IM with Darth Rosie and my fellow dark overlords ...

me: ey darth rosie, wat is ur Chinese horoscope?
Darth rosie: the biggest animal in the chinese calendar!
me: the PIG?
Darth rosie: what nonsense?
me: LOL!! ok ok. biggest wud b d dragon
me: m i rite or m i wrong?
dave: u mean the lansiest animal
dave: not the biggest animal
dave: but pig sounds right
Darth rosie: where got lansiest?
han: dragon is the biggest?
han: who said
han: its the whale la
Darth rosie: wrong wrong wrong!
Darth rosie: in the chinese calendar lah!
me: LOL!!! of coslah chinese calendar!!! u tink d western horoscopes got whales ah? LOL!!!
han: dragon is the lansiest though
han: and most perverted LOL!!!
han: whale quite nice and cute
me: so? wat r u?
han: that darth rosie i think is a rat
han: darth rat. LOL!!!
Darth rosie: dragon lor
han: huh? sure or not? then len must really be under your thumb
me: LOL!!! now u noe y i insisted u say it out?
me: poor len! under a dragon lady
han: dragon bully cows like shit
han: yes! you big bully
Darth rosie: where got? i very nice to him one ....
Darth rosie: no bully
me: yeah rite! after wat u hav said last nite n now u say u nice 2 him?
Darth rosie: what did i say last night? what what?
han: you said that you shackle his balls. that sounds like bullying to me
Darth rosie: b-b-b-but he likes it!
han: thats not wat he told us darth rosie. he was talking in a high pitch voice as well.
han: he sounded like he was in pain
me: m sure darth rosie hold a light saber as well
me: one of dose rubber strap on types. LOL!!!!
han: darth rosie you must stop bullying len.
han: otherwise it will be like return of the jedi
han: where len will throw you into his cock pit
han: even though you electrocuting his ass LOL!!!!
Darth rosie: so bad lah ....

Shackled Balls

WARNING: LONG BLOG!!!

I had another one of those IM yahoo moments at work yesterday and wondered if men really do get their balls shackled after marriage.

me: len (a pilot) is afraid 2 bring a stewardess home, bcos his mum is at hom n not bcos his wife wil find out
me: he is weak i tell u, very weak
me: how 2 turn 2 d dark side like dat
dave: he lies
dave: he is not afraid of mommy
dave: he is just weak
len: you ppl are disturbing my nap time
me: fark
me: y u in hurry 2 nap eh? Unless u hav one of those stewardess alredi lying naked in ur bed waitin 4 u. U DIRTY BASTARD …

After much dissing on Len …

len: oi... ok la time to nap
dave: wat nonsense, u should stay here and entertain us
len: nite nite! ciao!
Yahoo! Messenger: len has left the conference.
dave: he left! how rude
me: tibai, dunno y rushing 2 sleep
me: i m tellin u, der is a stewardess chick at hom, dats y he rushing 2 sleep
dave: possibly, but it is len, he is a chicken, so sure sleep alone
dave: he is controlled by wifey, hand pecked
me: hand pecked or or hand jobbed? LOL!!!
han: where is len?
dave: konon sleeping
dave: lenny, the balless one
han: heheheh, yes. he is balless. let me message him and call him balless. hold on ah
dave: his phone is on silent, will not hear it. only when rosie calls it will ring
dave: that is how hand pecked or hand jobbed he is
dave: no one else message or call will get in
me: then v all message him n call him balless
han: i scolding rosie now. Wait. i invite her to come
han: now answer to us
rosie: aiyoh ... i scared lah now
han: how come len is balless?
rosie: where got? last time i checked, it's there!
me: he is behaving like his balls are shackled
han: shackeld? Man, rosie, you is quite tough
rosie: yes???
han: or rather, you is making len quite tough. those shackles can build up the muscles around that area. LOL!!!
me: rather than tok 2 us, he claims he wans 2 sleep now, so dat 2nite, he will boink d shit out of u
han: then again, you have an ulterior motive eh rosie? you want him to exercise? clever clever …
rosie: evilness lah you all ....
me: we where got evil? got meh?
han: dammit! i knew len was walking funny compared to our school days
han: rosie is smart to train len in the ways of the jedi
me: ey, me is sad now. u calling all jedi shackled balls?
han: rosie secretly wanted everybody to noe that she is darth rosie, LOL!!!
rosie: yes yes .....
han: mistress of the dark side ball shackle technique. LOL!
me: darth rosie? i tink for her its revenge of the sikh 2nite
rosie: yes yes .... revenge tonight .... I like!!!!
me: wow ... now i m really impressed. len no longer balless in our eyes
me: from balless, lets upgrade len to 1 testicle rating now
me: so rosie, len usually goes away for few days,m sure a lot of pent up frustration der
me: must b very wild action eh?
rosie: what do you think?
me: hah! definitely wild action. bet u, he waits at d house door. waiting 2 pounce on u like a horny mongrel in heat
han: you havent told darth rosie wat the revenge action is la
han: she still pretends to be innocent in the ways of the DARK FORCE! LOL!!!
rosie: i am innocent ....
rosie: anyway, gotta go for lunch appointment!
han: you running away darth rosie. dont run
rosie: running away faster!
han: so enuff material for your blog? easy blog for you this- copy and paste eh?
han: and got star wars reference as well
me: yeah, n lucas will hav a light saber up my ass
dave: ah exciting
han: you scared of him ka? why la?
dave: he is far far away
han: his light saber very big ah? LOL!!!
han: bet its a red one as well LOL!!!