Sunday, September 21, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Wife and Girlfriend
For all the women out there, no offense on this article. read it and have some laugh. XD
Wife is like TV, girlfriend is like Handphone (HP).
At home watch TV, go out bring HP.
No money, sell TV. Got money, change HP.
Sometimes enjoy TV, but most of the time play with HP.
TV is free for life. But HP, if you don't pay the service, will be terminated.
TV is big, bulky and most of the time old. But HP is cute, slim, curvy and portable at any time.
Operational cost for TV is often acceptable but for HP is high and often demanding.
Most important, TV got remote, HP don't have.
Last but not least,
TV do not have virus, but HP yes! have VIRUS.......so better choose TV.
Wife is like TV, girlfriend is like Handphone (HP).
At home watch TV, go out bring HP.
No money, sell TV. Got money, change HP.
Sometimes enjoy TV, but most of the time play with HP.
TV is free for life. But HP, if you don't pay the service, will be terminated.
TV is big, bulky and most of the time old. But HP is cute, slim, curvy and portable at any time.
Operational cost for TV is often acceptable but for HP is high and often demanding.
Most important, TV got remote, HP don't have.
Last but not least,
TV do not have virus, but HP yes! have VIRUS.......so better choose TV.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
In the Jungle
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Father of Mine
father of mine
tell me where have you been
you know i just closed my eyes
my whole world disappeared
father of mine
take me back to the day
when i was still your golden boy
back before you went away
i remember blue skies
walking the block
i loved it when you held me high
i loved to hear you talk
you would take me to the movie
you would take me to the beach
you would take me to a place inside
that is so hard to reach
father of mine
tell me where did you go
you had the world inside your hand
but you did not seem to know
father of mine
tell me what do you see
when you look back at your wasted life
and you don't see me
i was ten years old
doing all that i could
it wasn't easy for me
to be a scared white boy
in a black neighborhood
sometimes you would send me a birthday card
with a five dollar bill
i never understood you then
and i guess i never will
i will never be safe
i will never be sane
i will always be weird inside
i will always be lame
now i'm a grown man
and i swear that i'm not going to let her know
all the pain i have known
tell me where have you been
you know i just closed my eyes
my whole world disappeared
father of mine
take me back to the day
when i was still your golden boy
back before you went away
i remember blue skies
walking the block
i loved it when you held me high
i loved to hear you talk
you would take me to the movie
you would take me to the beach
you would take me to a place inside
that is so hard to reach
father of mine
tell me where did you go
you had the world inside your hand
but you did not seem to know
father of mine
tell me what do you see
when you look back at your wasted life
and you don't see me
i was ten years old
doing all that i could
it wasn't easy for me
to be a scared white boy
in a black neighborhood
sometimes you would send me a birthday card
with a five dollar bill
i never understood you then
and i guess i never will
i will never be safe
i will never be sane
i will always be weird inside
i will always be lame
now i'm a grown man
and i swear that i'm not going to let her know
all the pain i have known
Saturday, March 1, 2008
It's All About The Money
Sometimes I find another world
inside my mind
when I realise
all the crazy things we do
It makes me feel ashamed to be alive
I wanna run away and hide
It´s all about the money
I´s all about the dum dum.......
And I don´t think It´s funny
to see us fade away
It´s all about the money
It´s all about the
I think we got it all wrong, anyway
Strange ways of showing
how much we really care
when in fact
we don´t seem to care at all
This pretty world
is getting out of hand
So how come we fail to understand?
inside my mind
when I realise
all the crazy things we do
It makes me feel ashamed to be alive
I wanna run away and hide
It´s all about the money
I´s all about the dum dum.......
And I don´t think It´s funny
to see us fade away
It´s all about the money
It´s all about the
I think we got it all wrong, anyway
Strange ways of showing
how much we really care
when in fact
we don´t seem to care at all
This pretty world
is getting out of hand
So how come we fail to understand?
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