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You're Cool

Been outside today? It's hot. Ang init! Hace calor. You get the idea. Do you want to be hot? Maybe sometimes. But not now. Now you want to be cool. And smooth. And rich. you can never be too rich.

We makde Frisco Frappes and iced espresso drinks to cool you down and pick you up. Our flavorful, fruity granitas will put you in the shade too. And, just for you, we make them like you like them, using only the world's finest coffees, chocolates and syrups. And cold, sparkling, crystal pure ice. So when you drink one, and for a long time afterward, you're cool.

San Francisco's Coffee
Life is Good.
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Do you know how lame the above description is?

Stoopit.

Stoopit.

Santa and the Bunny

As Christians, we always fight against Easter Bunnies and Santa Clauses and Easter Eggs and Reindeers and so on and so forth because we believe in the true meaning of Easter and Christmas. That sounded cliched doesn't it? We always speak of the "fake" stuff as though they're all some form of evil. Perhaps it is so, but I also wonder if the social construction of these animated characters can be a good thing.

Millions upon millions of people haven't heard of Jesus, but have heard of Easter and Christmas, possibly thanks to the idealogy of Santa and the Bunny. Before jumping to the conclusion to simply say that the word is delluded, let me suggest a thought: People remember Easter and Christmas. Even if it is for the wrong reason, we should see it as an opportunity, an opening, to intitiate the discussion.

Imagine if no one invented Santa and the Bunny, there is the freakish possibility that these important events would have been forgotten by now, or merely stored in history books.

Yes, some would say, God would have just used another means to make people remember Christmas and Easter. Truth be told, I am sure God had intended fully for everyone to remember Jesus as the centerpiece of generational inheritance of such history, but we must also remember that the devil is at work too.

True, I don't believe in Santa and the Bunny, but I also think that it is better to have these characters around so that we can compare these trivialties to the true meaning of Easter and Christmas. It is a good launchpad for many good things.

As said earlier, I am sure that God being the perfectly rightheous God in the universe didn't plan to create Santa and the Bunny, but He very surely has allowed it to be in society today. Why? Beats me, but there is a reason why Santa and the Bunny has been that which carried these occasions through the course of human history.

People today might learn of Easter and Christmas by means, methods and idealogies not originally intended by the Christian faith, but with the existence of these funtastic characters, we stand a chance to convince people of the "truth", that people will remember Easter and Christmas in its true essence for life.

Would you rather a verbal or written knowledge of Jesus in a potentially routine mode of inheritance, where you risk people knowing about Jesus but never fully understanding His great works, or would you rather have an "evil" opposition, where people can be taught to raise the question of, "who is Jesus?" and then seek to understand His great works for themselvses. If anything, it makes the experience personal and real to each and everyone who finds the "truth".

So in some ways, I guess what I'm trying to say is, thank God for these false constructions.

The Mutants

here's a thing...

In the picture below, there are a few mutants, tell me how many do you see...

Flirting with God

During class, my lecturer was talking about ethics in research. He asked us a question, "at what age can someone give consent?"

Someone said, "18", and my lecturer asked if turning 18 would suddenly mean the person is capable of understanding things.

I whispered my answer to Sarah, who was beside me, "when someone is filled with the Holy Spirit..."

She asked me with a wrenched face, "flirt with the Holy Spirit?"

I said, "FILLED! NOT FLIRT!... You don't flirt with the Holy Spirit, what's your problem?"

It made me laugh so much. I really don't mind if people have problems hearing me say things, but to make such fantastic nonsense up, it's just funny. HAHAHA.

The Donkey and the Ass

Once upon a time, the donkey met an ass, and they decided to fight.

Finally, the donkey won, because he used his ass to shove the ass into oblivion.

The donkey explained, "You see, I have the advantage of having an ass, because the ass is already an ass and can't possibly have an ass."

Wasting Away #6

Everybody has class tomorrow.

Anna is standing behind me admiring me now... Today is a good day because many girls has taken their turns in admiring me.

Ah shucks. Everyone is irritating me now because everyone is irritating me now. I am irritated by the fact that everyone is irritating me because irritating me is a really irritating thing to do.

Anna says that I type really sexily. apparently i have this... flair in the way my fingers move.

I guess that turns women on. My fingers. The smooth movement and reflexes...

Eddie just asked how can someone type sexily... Well, look at MY fingers and you'll get the picture.

I gotta go for class. BYE.

Wasting Away #5

Benji is back and he is sitting under the table.

Romance... my favorite subject. I love talking about how love enraptures us in that cyclone intense passion that we cannot escape from. Well, we CAN escape from it, but it would mean death.

Sarah is now reading up on some guy. I don't think he has nice biceps. He's old and impotent.

Shi Ying is playing with an umbrella. And her phone.

She is trying to stab my ass now. This is rather bad. I shouldn't write about things like that.

Benji is being a nerd and is studying now. He is apparently preparing for Pat's tutorial cos he needs to present. Thing is, I think Benji is secretly in love with Pat. That is why he is preparing so much in advance. Then again...

Sarah just said "ouch:. Does that mean that Sarah is secretly in love with Benji? That when I said that Benji's in love with Pat she feels hurt?

Daniel asked about Sarah's stalker... Hmmm. Why is he interested?

Sarah hereby declares that whoever wants to woo her must quote the entire book of Song of Solomons in the most dramatic fashion, before she will even consider it.

I can do that...

"You have eyes like fowls and hair like grass and your nose is like that of a virgin deer... Something like that. Or your skin smells like the most exquisite spice of whatever plant and you are like perfume that can never evaporate."

Somehow I don't think King Solomon ever quoted all that. I made all of it up.

I don't think her stalker could have managed half as much.

Bei Yan is admiring me from behind. She just said "Yeah..."

I think that love is a many splendoured thing. We can never get enough of it.

Bei Yan is going home now, for she has cows to tend to in her farm. She has to mate with them and all that. I wonder which bull she's interested in. Probably he's just a hunk of meat with sharp horns and a huge ass.

Shi Ying just admitted that she likes asses. I'm not sure if that means she likes "backsides" or "donkeys". maybe its both. Maybe she likes donkeys asses. But... then again, what can she possibly do with a donkey's behind... I don't want to know.

Maybe she's not a girl after all. i've always suspected that.

Now she says she's a squid.... What does that mean.

Benji said bye to Bei Yan... i thought for a moment, Benji was that bull.

Sze Mun is out. She is clicking on a mouse. Why is she interested in a mouse? We've had so many animals in this post, and here Sze Mun is mousing around with a mouse. Maybe the mouse is... never mind.

Benji is making groans like how... never mind again.

I remember there was once when me and Benji and Kerry Ann were in a radio and tv journalism class, and we were given a audio recorder to play around with. What we did was record potential noises that cows make when making love. Benji did something like "AIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiAAAAAARRRgh"

I thought that was pretty accurate.

It's been a while since i talked about a word i invented. "Hoarrgh." That's horse meat.

Everyone is displaying their feminine side now. There's a class next door.

Sze Ning just said, "trust me, you don't want me to bend down." Truth be told, Benji would love her to.

THis is a really gross post. I shall stop here.

Sze Mun is talking on the phone. Hmm.

Sarah is looking at Google on "Security Blankets" I think this has something to do with her Attention seeking thing.

I need to go. THis is such a waste of my time.

Wasting Away #4

Sarah just asked us a really explicit question which somehow none of us seem really interested in answering. Something about sizes of a particular part of the body.

Kerry is listening to some chanting of some cult group. I don't know what kind of group is that but it certainly isn't chanting anything in English. Sounds like a protest group protesting against the notion that size doesn't matter (with regards to what Sarah asked just now)

Sze Mun is standing behind me admiring me from behind. Most girls do that secretly. She is one of the few who dares admire me outwardly and publicly. Then again, Shi Ying and Melissa are behind as well, so that makes three very courageous women.

Sze Ning and Wani are in the sound room doing their own thing. What that thing is I don't really want to know.

There is a class going on next door. Contemporary Worlds. I have a feeling they're going to learn about Communism today. Not that i really care, but oh well.

I realize that Benji and Fikri ain't around, so that means I'm the only guy in the room. Wow, one guy and seven females in one room. Can't ask for anything better than that right?

Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. Sarah is researching that now. She

Ah, the protest chanting I mentioned earlier is actually about Indian Natives. So, my apologies.

Sarah suffers from a lack of attention. She's hyperactive all the time.

Sze Ning is now out of the little room and she is now twirling Sarah's hair all over the place. I wonder if there is any sexual connotation behind the action, but really, i don't want to know.

Sarah just said something is "very rough". I wonder if it has anything to do with Sze Ning's way of twirling Sarah's hair.

Everyone is making noise now.

Sze Ning is bugging me now. She is punchging my back whish is why i can't type properluy now. I gotta go. ouch. arghg, she is attacking me

i can't do anything about me. ARgsjkdgfjkdsgfjksdffdfs

MSN Tales #4: The Snail that Died

once upon a time
there was a little squirrel
who lived on the tree
and from that tree he saw everything
but it wasn't the far away lands of taller trees and greener grass that makes him wonder, that makes him lust for change
it's not the distant skies or a promise of a rainer forest that intrigues him
but its the things that happen under his tree that captures his attention the most
especially this...

some years ago, there was a little snail who crawled his way under tree
and there the little snail saw a little skunk
the little skunk was a beautiful skunk, its black and white hair were shinier and smoother than any silk the best silkworm can come up with
and the snail fell in love with the skunk
instantaneously

right at that moment, the skunk farted. for it was something skunks do
but it didn't matter to the snail. He did not smell the stench
so he took a deep breath of it
and fainted
he fainted because his lungs were not able to process the air
so he ran out of breath
but that stench did more to him than just making him faint
for when he awoke
he smelt clean air
and clean air was not what he wanted
and from that day onwards, the little snail sought the skunk, for he knew she could give her that smell.

everyday, he would come back to the tree and wait for her
but she would not come
and she would not come
and she would never come

the squirrel is old now
and still he sees the snail waiting, every day
the snail doesn't even carry his shell around anymore
because it didn't fit him anymore
he would just... crawl
the snail would be dead without its shell

and soon after today
the little snail rested its head on the trunk of the tree
and slept eternally
never seeing his beloved skunk again
the squirrel, having seen all this, can only wonder
what would have happened if the skunk had returned
what would have happened if the snail learned and realized that he was foolish
what would have happened if he had not loved
it was love that drove him to return to the tree
it was love that drove him stronger
and weaker
it was love that gave him rest
but alas, the squirrel thought, if only love is all there is to everything

and so the snail travelled to the land of greener pastures and bluer skies, where the moon is rounder and the stars brighter

he died by the tree yes
or at least part of him did
for his love had died there that night
and the skunk never did return
and the love never revived

-the end-

The Point

What am I pointing at?

YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!!!

YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!!!

Star Wars... can't wait

here are some stills...


All hail Lord Vader


Master Yoda, one of my favorite characters.

Wasting Away #3

Shu Yi is online.

She is bugging me a whole lot about DVDs. Let me make something clear. I am not a pirated VCD gangsta or something like that.

I am listening to the soundtrack of "The Last Samurai". Hans Zimmer. Good stuff. Sze Mun is online too though she is saying nothing. Sze Ning has her "busy" sign up.

The guys are all offline. I really wonder why.

I made changes to the blog. Hope you guys like it. I have to read up on my subjects.

Shu Yi is considering watching a movie about a baby that's worth a million dollars. She's considering watching it with a guy who's worth a million dollars.

Speaking of such nonsense. Sarah got a response to the lovely email response she sent to her stalker. Not that he's really a stalker. He wrote a book on how religion is weird and all that. I'm not sure if he's sincere or he's trying to get into Sarah's good books.

Since we're on the subject, let me say that I actually wrote a really good rejection draft for Sarah, but she rejected it. It's saved in her inbox though, and I hope to show it here someday. It's about 200 words long, very direct, very clear, and very romantically sad. It would have sent the poor stalker to his grave, but oh well. Sarah's a nice girl. So she stopped me.

Slam, Peter, just said, "They say when you meet the l**e of your life, time sto*s, and that's tr*e." I asked him, "Who's she this time..."

He didn't answer.

"A small measure of peace" is the current track being played. It does a bad job of drowning my sister's loud voice. She's on the phone with some fella. Not that I can hear what they're talking about. But still.

K. I'm changing to The Servant... The song "Cells" rock. I'm considering changing my profile pic. Many people have commented that it's rather lame.

Shu Yi is really short. There's nothing she can do about it. I always imagine myself taking a huge hammer and pounding her into the ground. That would be fun.

Peter loves asking me if it is ok for "Christians to go out with non-Christians?" And he hasn't asked me yet today.

I have writing class tomorrow. I seem to enjoy writing nonsense like this. It really kills time. I see 3 orange blinking boxes now. That means that 3 ppl are tryin to talk to me. K, peter just said goodnite. The song is just about to end.

Somewhere over the rainbow is more sky.

Wasting Away #2

I am sitting down wasting away again.

I just shoved Sarah away from her seat so that I can use the chair.

She isn't happy about it. Not that I really really care.

Kerry Ann is sitting beside me now singing "I wanna go home..." Sarah just said, "There is a vacancy...." Vacancy for WHAT? I don't know.

We just got out of a research class where we learnt that it is always impossible to do proper research.

Benji is eunuch-ing behind us now. And we have no laptop for tomorrow. Sarah is reading her love letter again. SHe has said countless times that she's not interested, but she has read his mail like a few trillion times already. Now she says that she wants to reply and put and end to this... insanity.

It is insanity indeed. After all, Sarah is a Monashian...

Benji says that Sarah shouldn't reply!

Tang says "It opens a lot of doors." What kind of doors I don't know.

Kerry-Ann seems interested in Tang. Though... Never mind.

This is wasting my time. I need to help Sarah draft her rejection note now, so I gotta go. Yes, the key word is "draft" because we just debated over whether she should apologize in the beginning or at the end. I think that between me and Benji and Sarah, Sarah would have to write her rejection note twenty times before actually sending it.

Farewell.

humk

Wasting Away

I am wasting away, sitting here blogging.

Why am I blogging?

Let me say something about blogging. It allows me to really waste my time doing nothing really, while making me look like some intellgent nerd who's typing away. Not that I'm intelligent. It's just that a passer by would think that I'm actually working. Well, I'n not. I'm blogging.

Sarah Jane is sitting next to me pretending to look intelligent as well. Well, if I dare say I'm not intelligent at all, I think it'd be safe to say that the word "intelligence" doesn't cross my mind when I see Sarah Jane. Not that I'm mean or anything.

Fikri is on the far end wasting away checking mail.

Szenny just barged into the room. And she is making noise like some barking lunatic. Well, she IS a barking lunatic. She barks a lot. She doesn't bite though.

I wonder where Benji is. He should be barging in anytime and screaming his head off like an eunuch or something like that. Not that he's a eunuch, it's just that he's a very good impressionist when it comes to acting like a eunuch.

Class is starting soon.

Some girl is right behind me talking on the phone in cantonese. She is talking really loudly.

Szenny is touching me now. I know that sounds wrong, but it's nothing really. She touches everyone. It's something like having a little pet bouncing around everywhere and all of us who are "working" will just pat her head as she comes by or something like that. You know, animals. They desire attention.

She's meowing now.

Class is starting next door. Szenny is touching Fikri now. And her breath stinks cos she just drank coffee. She's threatening to bite my head off now.

One E, Wani, just got in, and she's making a lot of moany and groany noises. She's wearing red. She's the only girl in the world who looks bad wearing red. With her weird glasses and all.

Ok I need to go to class. I wonder where Kerry is as well. I think she's in the toilet doing something.

Sarah showed me some love letters that she's been receiving from some stalker who thinks that Monashians are really elite superstars. That guy is delluded. She's been contemplating replying him, but she doesn't know how to. We laugh everytime he mails.

The guy said something like "my friends tell me that I'm dreaming..."

Well, on Sarah's behalf, YES dude, you ARE dreaming. She would rather Naveen than you... And Naveen is Monashian!

Anyway
class is starting
GOTTA GO

Talk to whoever is reading this later.

Toilet Fight #2

Aise Einn stormed into the gents, looking for the guy who just ditched her. She was still dressed in her blue dress, holding her purple handbag, and she still had her makeup on. The little streaks of tears that flowed out of her eyes has smudged bits and pieces of her ugly anyway make-up.

Bea Tea, the guy who just ditched Aise Einn, had gone to the toilet to take a piss. But that was a bad move. That meant that Aise Einn had time to think, and you won't like it when Aise Einn gets to think. Firstly, Aise Einn doesn't handle rejection very well. Secondly, she has violent tendencies. She reacts to things rather violently.

So Aise Einn wants to beat the crap out of Bea Tea.

Bea Tea was pissing there when Aise Einn barged his cubicle door down and grabbed his hair and gave a sharp kick in his groin. He was taking a piss anyway so it wasn't particularly hard to aim at his groin. Bea Tea screamed at the top of his lungs, and lunged his ass backwards in pain. Aise Einn didn't expect that, so his bum hit her right in her stomach and Aise Einn flew right out of the cubicle, smashed the mirror, and landed her ass in the sink.

Aise Einn temporarily got stuck in the sink, and that gave Bea Tea time to pick himself up, and the moment he got to his senses, he went up to the stuck Aise Einn and punched her right in her face, and broke 3 of her teeth. Out of great pain, Aise Einn's legs flew upwards and smashed into Bea Tea's jaw and he yelled in pain because he's not a very tough guy. So he pulled her out of the sink and dragged Aise Einn into the toilet and shoved her head into the toiletbowl that he pissed into just now. He didn't bother flushing because he wanted Aise Einn to taste his urine.

Aha, Aise Einn had this experience before, so she kicked Bea Tea's groin with a nifty backheel, and once again, Bea Tea yelled in pain. Aise Einn got up, spat into his face, and gave him the beating of his life. She smashed his head to either side of the cubicle wall and gave his stomach a big fat kick. She then pushed him out of the cubicle...

And saw two that two other men just walked in the toilet.

Aise Einn then gave Bea Tea and huge kiss, and pretended that they weren't fighting. She said to the two guys, "Sorry, could you two use another washroom, we're kinda in the middle of something."

So the two guys were about to leave, when Bea Tea shoved Aise Einn away and screamed, "She's trying to kill me, this b***h!"

So the two guys lunged on Aise Einn, but Aise Einn was well prepared, and she removed her heels with lightning speed and shoved the sharp heel right down the two guys' throats when they lunged at her. With that, the two guys were settled.

But that gave Bea Tea time to act, and he picked up Aise Einn's handbag and smacked her head to bits and pieces.

Aise Einn fell to the ground, and Bea Tea jumped on her and started pounding her face to a bloody pulp, when Aise Einn picked up the face powder thing that dropped out of her handbag, and shoved it into Bea Tea's face. Bea Tea then sneezed, and sneezed, and sneezed. Just as he was about to sneeze one last time, Aise Einn, with the fastest move ever seen, shoved tissue paper into Bea Tea's mouth, her lipstick into one side of the nose, shoved a squashed ticket stub into the other side of his nose, then blocked his ear holes with her two hands.

Sneezeeeeee... Bea Tea imploded since no air came out of his body.

Bea Tea kinda got dizzy, and stood up. He stood there for a few seconds, feeling his lungs collapse and his heart explode... Finally, the air that is trapped in his body found its way out.

Fart.

And with that, Bea Tea fell to the ground. And died.

Aise Einn got up, washed her bloody face, tried putting on some make-up. She cried half a tear for her dead ex-boyfriend, then whispered, "he wasn't worth it anyway."

Then she left.

-The End-


To read Toilet Fight #1, here's the link
http://myoe.blogspot.com/2004/09/toilet-fight.html#comments

The Unpatriotic Patriots

You know what's the problem with Malaysia?

1. We have no national ethnicity! Meaning to say, we are rojak! We are not all blondes and snow white skinned people. We are generally, in a nut-shell, a bunch of dark browned, light browned, yellowish browned, moderate browned skinned people.

2. We have no common language! Well, we do speak English, and we DO speak Bahasa Malaysia, but we have no... ETHNIC language, like... I don't know... Like French or Italian or Greek.

3. We have no common history! The textbooks tell lies!!! Sabah and Sarawak did not go through what they went through. Apparently, the MOST accurate way of knowing Malaysian history is asking your grandpa and granma and great great granpa and granmas for their tales.

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Let me say this.

1. We will NEVER have the problem called, "WHITE SUPREMACIES" where we shoot the crap at black kids. WE do have racial differences, but we do not SHOOT THE *toot* out of blackish people. ANd we don't jeer at races at football games, like how some WHITish colored people do.

We don't have a singular ethnicity. But let our ethnicity-less-ness by our ethnicity.

2. Who needs a common language? All forms of language are just... constructions. As long as we get the point through with whatever language we can speak, that's good enough. Does having a national language make you superior to others? No, it makes you look like a 17th century elitist with no life.

3. We do have a common history. Our forefathers and foremothers somehow, in one way or another, got themselves onto this piece of land. What they went through, what happened between then and now, is the trillions of versions of history that we hear today. Who needs a common history. Even the most... factual history, like Roman history, or American history are nothing more but a version of history... Just a version. One man's perspective or many people's perspective? I would choose the history with more perspectives.

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This bloody country isn't perfect. But it isn't that bad either.

The key is to be content. There is more to life than social criticism.

Star Wars: Episode 3 - Revenge of the Sith

Can't Wait for this show.



There's a possibility if George Lucas ever visited my blog he'll threaten to sue me for putting the poster up. He's been very strict lately over such material.

That would be nice. I could use the publicity.

MSN tales #3: The Prickly Proud Hedgehog

once upon a time
there was a porcupine
the porcupine was a proud animal
and this one particular porcupine
called Zeemoon
enjoys prickling other animals for irritation's sake

until one day
an elephant named Myo stomped on her
and said, "did i feel a tickle under my feet?"

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told while chatting with sze mun

The Power of Juventus - And a few other notable matters

1. Why and how did Juventus F.C. beat Real Madrid F.C. in the recent Champions League knockout?

Answer: Juve was good...

2. Why and how did Manchester United lose to AC Milan?

Answer: Man U suck. And not many teams can beat the crap out of Milan at home.

3. Why and how did Chelsea beat the crap out of Barcelona?

Answer: Ronaldinho cursed his own team with his gigantically oversized mouth

4. Why and how did Arsenal got kicked out by Bayern Munich?

Answer: Bayern has a reputable track record for kicking big asses when it matters most

5. Why and how did Liverpool make the quarter finals by beating Leverkusen?

Answer: I have no idea! But it definitely adds salt to the wound of Ronaldinho's bleeding lips, since he said that no English team will make the quarter finals.

MSN Tales #2: The Kingdom of Frogs

While I was chatting with Sze Mun, she demanded a tale. She did say, at the end of it, that next time she wants a fairy tale, rather than a tale of frogs... And keep in mind there are a trillion typos cos I don't bother editing them.

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Once upon a time...
there lived a Frog
He could bloat to the size of a tennis ball without trying.
if he tried really hard, he could bloat to the size of a basketball
and burp so loud, the entire frog kingdom would hear him
he was the king of burpers in the frog kingdom
no other frog could match his great big burp
for frogs, there are three skills that define his/her quality

1. the ability to burp

2. the ability to stick your long tongue out and catch food to eat

3. the ability to jump as far as possible

This frog, called Booba, has drawn attention over the years for his skill of burping, and eating, and jumping.
many other frogs were jealous

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On the far side of the world
the queen of the mosquito kingdom decided that it is time to end the threat of the frogs
for when the ministers of mosquitoland gave their annual report
it was shown
that 85% of fatalities were caused by frogs
and so, the queen of mosquitoland decided to eliminate the frogs once and for all!
but she knew that mosquitos alone wasn't enough to invade the kingdom of frogs
so she sent envoys to the tower of flies
and the cavern of cockroaches
and both sides agreed to the invasion of frog land
and so, the trillions of bugs prepared for the invasion of the kingdom of frogs
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Booba was on guard on one of the guard outposts
it was his turn to keep watch of the kingdom of frog
when two little froglings crept up behind him
...

Booba suddenly saw a swarm of flies flying towards the city
and he prepares his basketball burp to alert the entire kingdom!!!
but the froglings spat a sharp stone at his bloated throat
and Booba's voice snapped
and a wheeze came out instead
and so the flies charged through the city gates of the frogs and every single frog were caught offguard
and so the guard frogs tried all they could to stick their tongue out and kill the flies
they didn't eat the fliesbecause their stomach wouldn't have been able to accomodate the millions of flies
so what they did
was
catch the fly
crunch it
and spat it back out
and while the rest of the frogs slowly got out of their beds
the guards killed an endless swarm of flies
and just as they thought they were gonna survive
the mosquitos came
and they stung every frog in their way
and the cockcroaches came
though they served as nothing but a distraction for the frogs
so the hundreds of frogs were engulfed in an epic battle against a sea of flies and mosquitoes
and the mosquitos didn't mind dying
as long as they manage to sting the frogs
because the frogs will be infected
and they will die

Booba fought very hard, and killed 5000 flies and mosquitoes by either crunching them
or burping so that the flies would crash and burn
due to the strong air
after hours of tireless fighting
the frogs were exhausted
and were dying
when Booba realized he must do one thing
he leaped to the tallest plant available
bloated his injured throat to the size of a planet
and burped
immediately he fell from the plant
and died

but it was the loudest burp ever heard in all of froggieland

half the flies and mosquitoes died from the sound
but still the frogs were losing

when suddenly, the TOADS COME TO THE RESCUE

they heard BOOBA's call

and the big bad toads came and stomped the flies and the mosquitoes to death and so...

Booba sacrificed himself for the kingdom of Frogs

Thought

"Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom,
And to depart from evil is understanding."'

Job 28:28

MSN Tales: The Dog Prince

MSN tales are stories I make up as I go when i am chtting with friends online.

Here's the first one. Joanne asked me to tell a tale, so I did.

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The Dog Prince

Once upon a time there was a big bad dog
this big bad dog is actually a prince trapped as a dog
because he once killed a frog
and the goddess of animals punished him and turned him into a dog
and only when another prince kills this dog-prince will he become a prince again
if he dies a natural death he dies as a dog if a normal person kills him, he dies as a dog
only a prince killing him will break the curse
but he can't get near any princes cos no palace guards wil let him near

so one day, he saw a rabbit digging a hole in the ground
he went up to the rabbit and bit the rabbits leg and threatened to kill it
so the dog said “dig me a hole far and long enough to reach the insides of this palace where a 9 year old brat prince lives and i will spare your life”
so the rabbit had no choice but to agree
but the rabbit had a leg badly injured so it needed to be nursed back to health

so the dog waited
the dog let the rabbit heal
the dog would bing her fresh roots to eat everyday and carry her under a tree when the rain comes
and they never speak to each other
and so one day the rabbit's leg finally healed and set up to dig a hole in the ground far and wide enough to reach the insides of the palace
months passed and finally, the route was complete

and the dog passed the tunnel to the doorway of the 9 year old prince the prince saw the dog and said
"i saw you in my dreams, and i know i must kill you, for you are a cursed being."
and the prince threw his spear at the dog and the dog was fearful of its death,
suddenly unsure of the outcome of his endeavor
so he dodged and the spear killed the rabbit and the rabbit died, and turned into a beautiful princess
who was once cursed by the evil witch of the north because her father, the king, banished the witch
and the dog marvelled at the beauty of the princess
and left

one day he dog climbed through the tunnel to where the princess was resting and whispered into the ear of the princess
"to know that i fed you, sheltered you, and pained you solely for my purposes, and to letyou die, i deserve to live as a dog. for i see it as equal to the harm i've caused you."
and the dog left and the princess woke up the next morning and sought the dog
but the tunnel had disappeared
grass had grown over it
and the princess wondered where the dog went
The 9 year old prince no longer grew up bratty, for he knew the consequence of such actions

and the princess returned to her kingdom and lived happily ever after

as for the dog
he resolved from the that day he left, to be a good dog.
to be man's best friend
for he knew of the price of evil ways

and years passed, and he lived with with a poor master who loved and accepted him.
but he was loyal
and faithful
and when he died
the dog found himself carried to where angels were
and there he dwelt with them
for all eternity

Been a while since I blogged this

THEY SAY WHEN YOU MEET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, TIME STOPS, AND THAT'S TRUE.

ha.