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Friday, August 29, 2008




Finished the video in 1/2 hr, so i didn't put subtitles. Still its kinda fun to watch. Sorry bout the sound though. Dunno wads wrong with it.






-SH

L ones are crappy~
2:30 PM

Sunday, August 24, 2008


What is marketing?

You see a gorgeous girl at a party.You go up to her and say,"I am very rich. Marry me!"

"That's Direct Marketing"

You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says,He's very rich. Marry him."

"That's Advertising."

You see a gorgeous girl at a party.You go up to her and get her telephone number.

The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me."

"That's Telemarketing."

You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.You get up and straighten your tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink.You open the door for her,pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and then say,"By the way, I'm very rich "Will you marry me?"

"That's Public Relations."

You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.She walks up to you and says, "You are very rich, I want to marry you."

"That's Brand Recognition."

You see a gorgeous girl at a party.You go up to her and say,"I'm rich. Marry me"She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.

"That's Customer Feedback."

L ones are crappy~
10:04 PM

Wednesday, August 20, 2008


Newly Weds

A couple had only been married for two weeks and the husband, although very much in love, couldn’t wait to go out on the town and party with his old buddies.

So, he said to his new wife, “Honey, I’ll be right back.”

“Where are you going, Coochy Coo?” asked the wife.

“I’m going to the bar, Pretty Face,” he answered. I’m going to have a beer.”

The wife said, “You want a beer, my love?” She opened the door to the refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer,
brands from 12 different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.

The husband didn’t know what to do, and the only thing that he could think of saying was, “Yes, Lollipop… but at the bar…
You know… they have frozen glasses… ”

He didn’t get to finish the sentence, because the wife interrupted him by saying, “You want a frozen glass, Puppy Face?”

She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that she was getting chills just holding it.

The husband, looking a bit pale, said, “Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the bar they have those hors d’oeuvres that are really delicious…. I won’t be long. I’ll be right back. I promise. OK?”

“You want hors d’oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?” She opened the oven and took out 5 dishes of different hors d’oeuvres: chicken
wings, pigs in blankets, mushroom caps, and little quiches.

“But my sweet honey… at the bar…. you know there’s swearing, dirty words and all that…”

“You want dirty words, Cutie Pie?

LISTEN UP CHICKEN SHIT! SIT YOUR ASS DOWN, SHUT THE HELL UP, DRINK YOUR BEER IN YOUR FROZEN MUG AND EAT YOUR
HORS D’OEUVRES BECAUSE YOUR MARRIED ASS ISN’T GOING TO A DAMNED BAR! THAT CRAP IS OVER, GOT IT, JACKASS?”

and…they lived happily ever after. Isn’t this a sweet story? :D

-aloy

L ones are crappy~
8:41 AM

Monday, August 18, 2008


Exciting game that can help u pass at least 3 hours

Introduced by KiatNi
I played it for around 2 hours and got to level 90++ out of 160
Its Addictive and Funny.
Don't play will regret
www.theprogamers.com/fun/games/level.swf

-aloy

L ones are crappy~
9:03 PM

Sunday, August 17, 2008




Careless contaminators should be apprehended. My sentiments is that a poem based on a frivolous game is highly inappropriate and inadequate.



The need to immediately post a retaliation is doubled as innocent people get sucked into the world of Dota, becoming each and every one of their mindless slaves looking into a sea of green and holographic monsters swaying on the spot. According to my own unedited experience, the game of dota makes no sense at all! I mean, even so, once you have started on this unremarkable 'quest', it is simply pathological and complex.


To ALL people against the impending doom that dota is going to cause and its possible domination over our still growing teens, I sincerely urge everyone to stay away from the game totally! This is an urgent issue!



What more can I say about these imperious behaviours from the creators of this poem? Seriously I have to act... I have no choice...



By
Anselm duh



The previous post was drafted to protect the world from devastation. I believe that soon, it will be restored by the mindless slaves of Dota. Everyone, fight back! This is SPARTAAA! O_O

L ones are crappy~
6:07 PM

Saturday, August 16, 2008


Wonders which game this sounds like (EDITED#)

Welcome to the land of laggers and leavers
Sacred artifacts such as daggers and cleavers
Aghanims sceptre and messerschmidts reaver
Where pros are jaded and the newbies are eager

Ive got 5 teammates in 3 different lanes,
Denying creeps to stop experience gain,
Last hit creeps so gold appears in the bank,
Few rules you have to adhere in this game

One action i do not condone
Is wandering into the woods all alone,
You'll be going home with broken bones
To the world tree or the frozen throne,

In prepation to reach your destination,
Always carry a ring of regeneration
To help you survive all of the devestation
Get boots of speed for added acceleration

The goal is penetration of the ancients,
Have some patience and some dedication,
Upon victory you will feel elation,
And join your vent channel for celebration

Mid to late game the war is now spread
And your gonna be dead without your travels or treads
You want the game to end, and your ready for bed
But the enemy is pushin and your health is red
You make one last push to the final frontier
Right down to the gates while the path is still clear
Scarred from battle yet you don't break a tear
And you don't stop movin till the enemies are here
But the time has come, and the end is nigh
But you don't stop fightin till the last sunrise
And the sky is ringin with your allies cries
But all you can see is the fire in your eyes

Back in the base your towers are takin a beating
It's time you and your team really started competing
Cause the pressure is on and your really overheatin
But you're all backed up and you start retreatin
Now your towers been killed, but you save the rax
Then the enemy claims you've been using map hack
But your team was newb thats the simple fact
So after that sad loss you can only look back

I sit up high perched on my throne of ice,
I slice nice with the microphone device,
I've been known to fight to the bone for life,
Sword honed and tight like a roman knight

The temperature rises as the sun beats down,
The scourge and the sentinel spawn in each town,
Everybody here is seeking renown,
Little do they know heavy is the crown,

It takes more than guts to become the best,
Only the blest can complete this quest,
If you wish for success you will need finesse,
Smarts and strength in order to pass this test

Mid to late game has been known to be brutal,
Creep in your lane has become futile,
Move into the woods and go kill some neutrals,
And farm some gold and hope to be useful

Go to the store and purchase a recipe,
Newly found item now go kill your enemies,
Demonic spirits and heavenly entities,
Go out to battle and create your legacy

You find yourself trapped now in a frozen prison
While pushing those creeps now the sentinel has risen
Your takin down towers and shootin fire arrows
While your playin your part in this grand epic battle
After gankin in the river and creepin in the woods,
You be racin back to town to buy yourself more goods
Never will the anger here be understood
But defense of the ancients will prove you could
Cause it's a neverending war of dark and light
In a battle thats fueled by fearsome might
While you perservere through everyday and night
And you will never give in now to loosing this fight

The lanes are pushed, you're the superior race
And your own inventory has no more space
And you cross the whole map without leaving a trace
On your way to go backdoor the enemies base
Butterfly and hyperstone, speed galore
You take out a tower but you still want more
One rax two rax three rax four
And you leave all your enemies pwned on the floor

-aloy (for anselm's sake)

L ones are crappy~
9:34 AM

Sunday, August 10, 2008




I believe it is unwise to leave this blog alone, so I thought I would post an extremely random post. Btw it is Anselm here.

I have to admit that I am momentarily mesmerised by how the girl below has transformed from an ordinary-looking girl into a disgustingly beautiful maiden the first time I saw it. My lacklustre and lackadaisical mood totally shoots up a positive gradient at her transformation. Nevertheless that was not her true beauty and it only managed to surprise me just a little bit.

I am not that particular as to how frequent the visitors to this blog should tag. If you usually expresses yourself in a laconic way, you definitely can't find the mood to tag. For example at my own tagboard at my own blog, I have to resort to having a gibberish with Aloysius which I believe if I replied, things will only get worse. Being a slightly provincial person, I guess I could not think of anything else to speak in these kind of situations.

This is not a ruse, it is absolutely my own opinion as Aloysius is currently intractable when it comes to spamming immaterial stuff. Maybe next time I will come out with a lurid post if necessary, but right now we have to focus our mind on our preliminary exams as well as our English O level Orals. Luckily, I don't whinge!

Having put my thoughts altogether in an exotic post, hopefully it will make this blog livelier? Sigh, studying time...



Anselm

L ones are crappy~
10:33 PM

Friday, August 8, 2008


Consolation

Hi everyone, I am pleased to announce that this blog is not a dead blog. In fact, based on the blog counter than I put into the class blog last night, 9pm. it showed that over 50 ppl have visited the class blog in almost 24 hours. Since more than 50 people are reading this, I figured that it would not be a waste of my time to post things that i once thought that few would read.

Never Lie to your Mother:
John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate and this only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates." About a week later, Julie came to John and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. "You don't suppose she took it, do you?" Julie said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."
Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: "Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom"


-aloy

L ones are crappy~
8:19 PM

Tuesday, August 5, 2008


FOR GUYS WHO LIKE PRETTY FACED GIRLS

YinShuen showed me this some days ago.
Since I am so sick of reading my SS already, i decided to post this ;D

Check out this China girl (i am not being a country-cist) and her incredible beautifying skills

The 'before' picture


preparing for transformation


Big eye circle contact lens to help achieve large dolly eyes


Foundation for great complexion


Faux eyelashes, mascara, eye liner


Add some eyeshadow and prepare lipstick/gloss


and tada!

From


To



Truly horrifying, but amazing nonetheless yes? Never underestimate the powers of makeup. Thus, there is a high chance that many of the hot Singaporean girls we see are "transformers" This might probably change your ideas about pretty faced girls now ;D



-aloy

L ones are crappy~
8:17 PM

Monday, August 4, 2008


Funny

ahhhhhhh!




some interesting stuff to do in the library



~ghuz

L ones are crappy~
8:41 PM