lundi, août 08, 2005

mercimerci ah

King Hagan listens contently to your words of wisdom...

"There's something to be said for greed like the demands of a team of rampaging GX-4 Oscilladroid," you state astutely.

He ponders all that you have said.

It seems he is not displeased. That's good.

King Hagan Says:
Well you're not the sharpest tack in the drawer, but that wasn't too bad.
I give you a B! (703 out of 1000)
Here is something to help you study.

King Hagan hands you:

Brightvale Castle

ow my head. i tried to glue it to my pen.

allo what you want to do

somebody is twisting my arm. is a meety. the meety must see thethethe new movie. called uhuhuh amityville! you must go google, then you see the website. is very scary, about murder.

when you press my head, i will go 'OWSIWA!' i do not wear a dress, i also do not have small rabbit stuffed under armpit. and i do not wear a clock on my front. or bowties which come off. and bowties which do not come off. the are sticky. like my head. it stinks down here. i must spray dee-oh-dah-ront.

you know ah, you must stare at yourself for a very long time before you cut off your nose and when it comes off you stick it back with aloe vera. i keep forgetting the captain jacques sparrow real name. tea with johnny depp? got sugar, got butta, got small coconut mugs of cream, you want?

today ah, i got pen, from school. you can can write this on me:
NATIONAL EDUCATION MESSAGES
1, you must be small at all times
2, you must fry eggs in your homeland
3, shout when you hear something snap [must shout BEH, not just any shout ok. like a gnome.]
4, stick your national education messages across your computer screen to you can sisi-ah. you must si. it is french, ck says.
see got da bling, got da five rules, ahhhh stuck! meesturr...pingping, huhurrwurr. yours is feboori. sook ching, on your day, then the kempeitai go chopchop the chinese men. is good, not chinese women.

chinese men ah, they have vehveh thin hair, then they got blobby smallsmall roots, like ice cream, in thin strands only.

whee, i am keen on whee-ing. where my notebook. nigh febb, when i grow up, i will be a police officer called smally and i will take care of singapore. i will sing: 'fourth june, aiyee, why you type that.'