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new movies i wanna watch (and not so new ones)
o Dorian Gray
o Alice In Wonderland
o The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus
o Yes Man
o Bedtime Stories
o Milk
o Burn After Reading
o Benjamin Button
o Bruno: Delicious Journeys Through America for the Purpose of Making Heterosexual Males Visibly Uncomfortable in the Presence of a Gay Foreigner in a Mesh T-Shirt
o Nine
o Sherlock Holmes

if i had ton of cash and a lot of time on my hands i would probably learn..
! Greek
! Welsh (it looks like gibberish!)
! the harp
! dressmaking.

some interesting webbies
Cake Wrecks
Unnecessary Quotation Marks
Basic Instructions
Natalie Dee Comics
A'postrophe Ab'use
Appropriately Named
Bad Parking
Crummy Church Signs
Curious Signs
Lowercase L
Passive-aggresive notes
Silly Signs
That's Punny!
What do you heart?
Photoshop Disasters!
For All You Sad People
Red Pen Inc.
Billboard Disasters
Fail Blog
Engrish!
Google Autocomplete LMAO
Asleep On the Subway
There I Fixed It
Probably Bad News
Funny Lookalikes

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/Monday, 1 June 2009/

Monday, 1 June 2009


Hello. I have a story.

Once upon a time, there was a girl called Ophelia.
She was a nice girl but was very tasty and was always getting bitten by hungry wolves.
It did not help that she always wore a red cloak with a hood.
Also, she enjoyed prancing through the woods to her grandmama's house with a basket full of yummy yummy goodies.
The goodies included blueberry muffins, char siew bao, siu mai, nasi lemak bungkus and kuih kochi.
Wolves liked those too.
One day, Ophelia brought a whole pack of roti canai and curry in her little basket.
It repelled the wolves and she did not get eaten.
But the next day, she and her grandmama died of blocked arteries.
the end.



our eyes meet looking at dakin.

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