Saturday, December 24, 2005

Season's Greetings

Friends and Fans of me blog,
Apologies for the long silence. Its been a long and hectic week for me. Xmas eve and I am still working. Just wanna take this opportunity to wish everyone ...
A MOOOO-RRY CHRISTMAS &
A HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Hope you guys have a wonderful year ahead. For those who did not get laid, wish you guys get laid in 2006. For those who got laid in 2005, hope you get laid MORE in 2006. LOL!!!! And here's wishing all your dreams and sexual fantasies come true.
Yours madly,
Santa Cow

Friday, December 16, 2005

Puisi

This puisi was dedicated to me by a buddy of mine. Celaka that fella ..
lembu lembu di sawah,
rumput rumput di bawah
kasi makan habis habis,
petani disawah di cubit cubit
bini kini marah marah,
lembu sui tu betul betul di belasah

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Communication Skills

I always have this problem with saying the right things at the right time.

Not too long ago, I bumped into a couple whom are my buddies as well.

Me: Hey guys!

Guy & Gal: Hey Cow. How are you?

Me: Good! Good! Hey …. Congrats!!!

Guy & Gal: Errr… thanks? On what?

I pointed to her tummy, “When is the baby due? Boy or Girl”

Gal: Ey COW! You want to become steak is it?

Me: Huh? Whylah?

Guy: Errr… that’s because she is not pregnant?

Me: Oh shit … SOWEEEE!!!!!!

And I thought I have learned my lesson well. Yesterday, I bumped into another couple as well …

Me: Helooooooooooo!!! Heh Heh! How’s life?

Guy & Gal: Great! How about you?

Me: Good! Hey … look at you, been putting on some weight haven’t you?

Gal: Errr… I am pregnant?

Guy: You a bit blind eh?

Me: Ooooops …

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Gifts

The mad cow has been really busy toiling the fields the past few days. Some buddies of mine thought I’ve finally given up on blogging and claimed that they were right that my blogging won’t last. On the contrary, the mad cow was merely busy with work. I’ve always maintained that I am blogging for the fun of it and only when I can find some time to blog.

Xmas is drawing near and like every other year, I have to shop for gifts for my bloodsuckers office people. I am your typical guy. I am not particularly fond of shopping. If I want a shirt, I just walk into a store that sells shirts and get one. I don’t care whether its nicer here or cheaper elsewhere etc. I don’t walk around like a nomad in the desert wandering from store to store looking for the right shirt with the right price.

As for the xmas gifts, I am clueless as to what to buy for them leeches colleagues. Like every other year, I am lost, clueless and devoid of ideas. Well, if I have a lot of money, I know what to buy them. But with limited budget, that’s where the problem starts.

I stopped by a mall yesterday and ran into a pharmacy yesterday to buy some tapes. While browsing for the tapes, I came across tubes and tubes of Shaping Cream which were on SALE! It says on the tube, oxygenated shaping body scrub – reshapes, restructures & smoothens. Immediately it reminds me of the fat well built amoebas in my office. They come in so many different shapes and sizes with so much water retained in them bodies, I gleefully picked out a few tubes and paid for it at the cashier.

When I got home, I proudly and smugly told my other half that I have bought the PERFECT gifts for some of me colleagues. She, on the other hand told me, Cow, you must be MAD!!!!!!!! When you give them their gifts, wear bullet proof vest, body armour and a helmet. Trust me, YOU NEED THOSE!

What’s wrong with my gifts? I thought they were very practical gifts. HMPH!

Thursday, December 08, 2005

A Sad Day

Its a sad day for me today. Stoopid Man U crashed out of the Champions League. Bunch of stoopid idiots. Tibai-dogs. Man U, the TIBAI DOG TEAM. Wankers. Pundeks. Play lan ciau only. That old fark should have retired a long time ago. He has no more ideas. He has no more new plays. He has no more new strategies. Every other farker can read his game already. He is still harping on past glories. And the new owners? Let's not go there. We all know the real reason why they bought into the club. Ruud doesn't have anyone to feed him the balls. Rooney the Looney is a spoilt brat also like his manager, harping on his past glory. He is growing older but still thinks he was the 17 year old virgin on the pitch scoring his first hat trick. All brute strength but no brains. Smith is made to play in the middle. Saha is shooting blanks. Giggsy is old and injured. Ronaldo should play real football then just look good on the field. Fletcher thinks he is the champion now just because he plays in the middle. And the back four? One is a captain. Woo hoo. The other one? Probably still sulking because not getting the pay that he wanted. And Roy? Roy is gone. And he is probably laughing his balls off right now 'cos he is no longer part of the shit. Think I will switch camps for this year. Will cheer for Wigan. At least I have something to cheer when I am in the pubs. Bitch all you guys want. Just bitch it away.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Runny Nose

What started as a sneeze the day before yesterday turned worse yesterday. I continued sneezing yesterday morning and by lunch time, it got worse. Having learnt my lesson, I avoided sneezing onto my monitor.
By lunch time I was sneezing so farking much, my nose was sore and I was sure that in my next sneeze, my mad cow brains would have come out with the rest of the snot and boggers. And despite all that sneezing, my nose was blocked and I was breathing through my mouth. I decided to see a doctor and instead of going home after that, I took the anti histamines and continued working.
The anti-histamines worked. I stopped sneezing. The blockage cleared. I could breathe better. BUT then again, my next nightmare started. By clearing the blockage, all the thick snots and boogers became really diluted and started flowing smoothly out of my nostrils onto my keyboard, my table, my hands, my chair, my pants, my dick ... Farks! Its like a leaking faucet. Sighs... you get what I mean. Here I was working and rushing out the next work when you feel it just about to flow out of your nose and by the time you grab a tissue to stop it, too late... one large drop would have gone splat onto your keyboard.
Now .. I have a monitor still spotted with all my snots and boogers and my keyboard wet with my ... snots and boogers too (albeit in a more diluted form).