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c Music ogirls+fuckM Music si Music tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409366796892728906.post-33907375445986352562008-12-28T02:50:00.002+08:002008-12-28T03:04:45.780+08:00Have not updated on my life since... ...3months ago? Maybe more. Things that happened this holiday 1. Nothing 2. 3e3 bbq 3. Watched lotsa movies with bros 4. Went to Desaru 5. Bros bbq 6. Realised i'm taking my O's next year (crapped) I'm gonna elaborate on no. 4. Its been really long since the whole family finally went out together! Dad and mum wud be busy working, bro busy studying and church, and as for myself, busy rotting. Was reluctant to go at first but once i've got there everything changed. We took a ferry to the terminal in Malaysia and bus-ed to our hotel. Being at the deck of the ferry rocks! The sea breeze got my hair messed up! Saw huge crocodiles cuddling together hibernating. Distance between the crocs and i was around 2-3 metres. Got to carry a baby croc and took a picture. Went to a small zoo and fed goats, rabbit and clowned around with the dumb monkey :x Thats about all that happen there. BYE! <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='tracker/409366796892728906-3390737544598635256?l=boshii-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TongWeinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409366796892728906.post-74289536182913850722008-12-24T00:48:00.002+08:002008-12-24T00:55:38.772+08:00A few days after Christmas, a mother was working in the kitchen listening to her young son playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the train stop and her son said, "All of you sons of bitches who want off, get the hell off now, cause this is the last stop! And all of you sons of bitches who are getting on, get your asses in the train, cause we're going down the tracks. "The mother went nuts and told her son, "We don't use that kind ofl anguage in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you areto stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language. "Two hours later, the son comes out of the bedroom and resumes playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her sonsay, "All passengers who are disembarking from the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. We thank you for riding with us today and hope your trip was a pleasant one. We hopeyou will ride with us again soon." She hears the little boy continue,"For those of you just boarding, we ask you to stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember, there is no smoking on the train.We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today. "As the mother began to smile, the child added, "For those of you whoare pissed off about the TWO HOUR delay, please see the bitch in the kitchen."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='tracker/409366796892728906-7428953618291385072?l=boshii-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TongWeinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409366796892728906.post-90360317039301748642008-11-28T21:30:00.001+08:002008-11-28T21:32:11.068+08:00Before marriage.... He: Yes. At last. It was so hard to wait. She: Do you want me to leave? He: No! Don't even think about it. She: Do you love me? He: Of course! Over and over! She: Have you ever cheated on me? He: No! Why are you even asking? She: Will you kiss me? He: Every chance I get. She: Will you hit me? He: Are you crazy! I'm not that kind of person! She: Can I trust you? He: Yes. She: Darling! After marriage.... Simply read from bottom to top. Feel free to ask if u don't understand ^^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='tracker/409366796892728906-9036031703930174864?l=boshii-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TongWeinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409366796892728906.post-65994067619721091702008-11-19T15:12:00.000+08:002008-11-19T15:14:26.573+08:00