July 2, 2009

rock and roll son of heaven

This douche bag commented in my MJ post in Chinese:

惊悉摇滚天王Michael Jackson刚刚逝世,令全球粉丝悲痛万分。那是一个时代的结束,宛若上世纪猫王离世!不过值得庆幸的是Michael不像Myspace那样来大陆卖身(我这次仍然未指邓文迪);Jackson也不学Yahoo那样到内地做共匪的干儿子!——摘自《何健语录》欢迎转载,谢谢支持!

Being somewhat illiterate in Chinese, I did what most English ed losers would do – I fucking slapped the whole damn thing into Babelfish for translation and here’s what I got:

Was shocked to learn that rock and roll Son of Heaven Michael Jackson just passed away, makes the global bean or sweet potato starch noodles sorrowful extremely. That was one time conclusion, if the last century cat king left the world! However what is worth rejoicing was Michael does not look like Myspace such to come the mainland to sell into servitude (me this time still not to refer to Deng Wendi); Jackson study Yahoo such is not the Communist bandit to inland the adopted son! – - picks from “What Healthy Collected sayings” welcome the reprint, thanks the support

I almost died laughing.

‘rock and roll Son of Heaven Michael Jackson just passed away, makes the global bean or sweet potato starch noodles sorrowful extremely’.

Fuck. *wipes tears*

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michaelooi  | nonsense  | 10 Comments
July 1, 2009

bitter memories : mugged at the mall

The first time (and only time) I got mugged was when I was 14 years old at a mall (it was at KOMTAR, if you need to know). I was with 3 of my friends, and we were heading towards the bus station from the arcade center, when a Chinese guy in his mid twenties pounced on us and started screaming in Hokkien,

“Kanneh mah eh cheeebye lu lang!!”
(”Fuck all of your mothers’ cunts!!”)

The guy who did the shouting had a set of buckteeth, and he looked like someone directly descended from the apes, bypassing the evolution process. You know… protruding eye sockets, untidy clothes, greasy hair, unusually dark in complexion. With him, was a nerdy guy who looked a little bit younger, but both of them were definitely bigger than 4 of us skinny fucks.

“Lu lang pak lim beh eh sio tee si boh???”
(”Aren’t you guys the ones who assaulted my brother???”) *or something like that…

The 4 of us were needless to say, terrified and stunned. We had no idea what the fuck the guy was talking about and what was about to happen. Both of the thugs then threatened to have all of us killed unless we follow them to ‘clarify the matter’. Then Buckteeth guy proceeded to headlock one of my friends out of the area, and Nerdy guy herded the remaining of us to follow them.

We eventually reached an alley not far from the mall, and that was only when we realized that all the drama was just a trick to get us away from the public and into the alley to get mugged. I don’t remember seeing any of them using a knife or anything dangerous, but for some strange reasons, none of us thought of fighting back or to run off. So we kind of foolishly stayed and complied with everything they wanted – our valuables. (thankfully, they weren’t into screwing bungholes…)

Buckteeth was quick to take charge, and set to work on 2 of my friends and at the same time, instructed Nerdy to handle my friend William and I. Completely out of sight with each other, they worked concurrently to cut the time short. I could hear Buckteeth screaming at the top of his lungs to instill fear at the other side of the alley, but Nerdy was a little bit calm with his request… he politely asked that I hand out my wallet without raising his voice. After some rummaging, he found a 5 ringgit bill and asked me,

“Goh koh?”
(”Five bucks?”)

Yeah, I only had 5 bucks in my wallet. With a disappointed look, he turned to my friend William and made the same request. 50 cents – that was all he found. That was when he exclaimed,

“Hamilanchiau?? Goh puat??”
(”WTF?? 50 cents??”)

Apparently, my friend William had used up all his money in the arcade center, and saved just enough to take a bus home. That’s why he only had 50 cents in his wallet. Not knowing what to do, Nerdy turned away in what seemed to be an attempt to consult Buckteeth on what to do with us, but Buckteeth was too busy shouting and yelling at my friends. So Nerdy turned to give us back our money (yeah, my 5 bucks and William’s 50 cents) and asked William in utter disbelief – ‘what the fuck are you doing in a mall with fifty cents??’ – and the 3 of us then laughed like jackasses. Because the mugging plan kind of foiled on both William and I, Nerdy decided to settle for a casual chat (eg ‘you guys still schooling or something?’) and told a few jokes while waiting for Buckteeth to complete his mugging…

We chatted for about a couple of minutes before it was all over. Both William and I didn’t lose anything from the incident, but the other 2 of my friends lost a couple hundred bucks plus a gold chain to Buckteeth. And as if the afternoon was not bizarre enough for both William and I, Nerdy thug actually gave William a 1 ringgit note from his own pocket before bolting off and asked him to bring more money to the mall the next time, and bade us a farewell.

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michaelooi  | flashbacks  | 18 Comments
June 29, 2009

remembering MJ

Got this from CL’s site
Michael Jackson's dead

Damn…. I almost died laughing *wipes tears*
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michaelooi  | thoughts  | 10 Comments
June 24, 2009

ramblings

Man, I hate it when my friends post pictures of them going to a vacation in Facebook. Them and their best impression of having a really good time. Never fails to make me feel crappy about my mundane life.

I sometimes forget things that I wanted to remember 5 minutes ago, and sometimes, I get hit by emotional pangs like a fucking schoolgirl. I don’t know why.

I erroneously submitted a permission to resign the other day. My boss panicked and sent me a memo to call for an urgent discussion. I frantically called him up that it was a mistake but the damage was done.

My 3 year old daughter has been using my tummy as her play space lately when I’m reading. She’d lie down on it, and sometimes make her toy animals roam around it like they’re romping in a savannah. Signs of my bed getting smaller and my size getting bigger.

The relationship with my current job is best described as ‘estranged couple’. We look happy together but we have no more chemistry in between.

A colleague asked why my RJ45 cable on my IP phone looked so much longer than his. I quoted – the same reason why a dick looks longer with shorter pubes and conveniently asked him to clean his desk to see the same effect.

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michaelooi  | ramblings  | 8 Comments
June 22, 2009

between pass and fail

I was staggering to the restroom outside a pub the other day, and I saw this hot lass wearing this Liverpool red body hugging tube dress. She had an innocent cute look with long straight hair, impeccable fair skin and a pair of bouncy jugs to boot with. Very well endowed girl. But the good feel effect lasted for only 2 seconds, for I soon noticed something was wrong with her.

What was it?

It was her ass, my friends. Scanning a little bit south, I spotted her misshapen ass – thanks to a pair of push-up panties she had on. Because the push-up panties was very much smaller than her ass, it kind of oozed some of her body fats up to the waistline, creating this muffin top effect. And her thighs? They looked like 2 sticks of giant lotus roots. The first thought that came to my mind right then was – “goddamn grandmother panties!” – but of course, I later realized that it was a pair of push-up panties. I swear that it was revolting enough that I could have puked right there, but I was good at gagging myself so I didn’t. (considering the fact that I was moderately intoxicated at that time, this could be more worse than what I described here)

I admit that when it comes to fashion, I probably should be the last person in town to give a shit ass opinion. I wear fake Polos and most of my pants are tattered for fuck’s sake! But this is pure common sense – that when you plan to wear something hot and body hugging tight to show off your chiseled body, you should wear a thong or nothing at all underneath. The contour of your ass is something you bring through the finish line. It’s the difference between pass and fail.

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michaelooi  | what I saw  | 6 Comments