Leading the wild into the ways of the man…
Oh, you poor delicious morsel of a sago worm. I am so gonna rip your head off and eat you alive. 😉
I just came back from a trip to the beach in Mukah. We stayed at the Kingwood Resort and managed to sample live sago worms as well as umai during our trip there. More posts coming up later today. Cheers!
I told Cheesie that I’ll be doing her Wildest Football Fantasy contest and after a bit of procrastination, I’ve finally managed to get it done. Hey, I needed a bit of time for the props okay? :p
I had a dream that I was Hellboy and somehow landed in the middle of a shopping mall. I was searching for the missing piece of the crown that would enable to me control the 4,900 strong Golden Army. Interestingly, I found the missing piece in a “China Mali” shop and instead of controlling the Golden Army, I found myself controlling the Chelsea team during the Chelsea – Malaysia friendly match.
I dreamt that the score was 3-1 to Chelsea (had to let the Malaysian team score a goal since it’s a friendly). I remember winning a ton of money from betting on the forecast scores…and the last thing I recall saying was “You’re in love. Have a beer.”
…and waking up as Hancock. 😉
…a long, long time ago a master in the secret martial arts of Snake Kung Fu trained an elite group of disciples in The Way of the Snake. The sect was sworn to secrecy but a rogue member rebelled against the arcanum and used his skills for nefarious purposes.
This rogue member is known as the self-proclaimed Snake King and his deviant teachings has survived the centuries, passed down from generation to generation. His twisted disciples are amongst us, they look like us, masquerading as hardworking white collared working professionals, while covertly incurring losses amounting to millions to companies and corporations around the world for personal gain…
…through loss of employee productivity. 😉
The devout members of this ancient brotherhood engage in generally repellent behavior like running personal errands during office hours, covertly surfing the net at work, replying personal emails and phone calls in the office…but there is said to be One who does much more than that, reaching the highest and final level of Snake Style Kung Fu, previously only known to the now reclusive Snake King.
He is said to be trained by the Snake King himself and is one of his favorite disciples. The zhue zhao (translates as “ultimate technique”) of The Way of the Snake has been mastered by him and he was seen pulling off the ultimate feat – driving off to a nature reserve park 11 km away from his office and taking the morning off without permission…
…to eat char kueh tiaw.
(and taking a leisurely stroll around the park)
This has earned him the nickname…
Son of Snake (SOS).
Disclaimer: The HR Department is advised that this is a satirical post done by the author on a Sunday morning with work clothes on. None of the activities stated in this post suggests, either implicitly or explicitly, that the author has ever, or will in the future, engage in activities that contravenes the guidelines in the employee handbook. 😉
Note: This is a highly localized post. The term “catching snakes” is used to describe unauthorized activities in lieu of work during office hours such as hanging out at a coffee shop/cafe, going to a shopping mall, or running personal errands on the clock. This post is based on that terminology (or slang, rather).
Please feel free to stick your umbrellas in me. I am not an umbrella stand but I don’t really mind…wait, the tree next to me is telling me to release a neurotoxin. Plant angry! Puny humans!
These people obviously haven’t watched The Happening.
Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond…call me what you will.
This is the second XY Chromosome entry, brought to you by sixthseal.com. 😉
I have finally decided to come up with an XY Chromosome post due to the requests from the female readers of sixthseal.com. I realize that I have been neglecting this demographic and decided to do something about it. An opportunity presented itself to me just now – I noticed a rather pimply set of cheeks staring at me and I’m sorry to say that the cheeks in question were not facial features, but rather anatomically located in the posterior (commonly known as a “butt crack”).
I’m not sure if it feels more comfortable to go commando in baggy jeans but consideration should be taken into account for the optical health consequences of a wardrobe malfunction.
Arrrggghhhhh…I’m blind!!!
I just paid a RM 40 parking ticket for parking at a no-parking zone. It has increased, along with the petrol price hike, from the previous RM 30. That’s a 33% increase, which is just about in line with the 40% petrol price increase. The traffic police goes around on motorcycles, which uses petrol too. I guess that justifies the traffic ticket increase then. Oh, I forgot to put the sarcasm tags in.
However, the efficiency of our local men in blue (white actually, for the traffic police) has also increased, by perhaps 74%. I just parked my car and got out to pass something to Sandra – it couldn’t have been more than a minute or two, and her assistant told me that there’s a traffic police writing a traffic ticket at my car.
I had hoped to catch the traffic police before he wrote it and…er, perhaps buy him a cup of coffee or something. *cough* However, not only was the ticket already on my windscreen wiper, the traffic cop had actually LEFT. Fu-yoh! Efficient!
Sell lah! No use one that company, make me lose money only. Buy that what, what, that computer company Ah Kau was talking about. Buy! Buy! Just buy! How much they want? 6 million? Tell them go fly kite. Tiu nia ma! If 5 million can lah. I not free now. Pang sai. If 5 million then ON.
Si ki na, nowadays worker cannot harap one. Small small thing also want to call me.
This is the result of a high speed collision between a bicycle and a road divider.
The cyclist was nowhere to be found.
Hello! My face is up here!
