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Monday, July 31, 2006


More jokes!=P Btw Clara..I saw that comment -_-

Wife : You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why ?
Hubby : When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.
Wife: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?
Hubby: Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, "What other problem can there be greater than this one?"

Wife to husband: "What's your excuse for coming home at this time of the night?"
Husband to wife: "Golfing with friends, my dear."
Wife to husband: "What?? At 2 am ? "
Husband to wife: "Yes, We used night clubs."

"How was your blind date ?? " a college student asked her roommate.
"Terrible ! " the roommate answered. "He showed up in his 1932 Rolls Royce."
"Wow!? That's a very expensive car? What's so bad about that? "
"He was the original owner."

A wife asked her husband: "What do you like most in me - my pretty face or my sexy body?"
He looked at her from head to toe and replied: "I like your sense of humour."

jam scribbled at 9:39 PM

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Have you ever felt confused about something but can't ask for another person's help? Not because you don't want..but circumstances don't allow it. It's very troubling...having it eat away at you constantly yet you can't seek for help. Hai. Maybe I should just put my mind on mugging and not think about it.

jam scribbled at 6:08 PM

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Friday, July 07, 2006


The other day, early morning, I saw a gang fight. It lasted only a few seconds but was relatively violent...for a gang fight of its type. Fortunately no blood was lost, only a few feathers. Oh, did I mention the fact that the gang fight was between a few birds? Yah. A group of fat pigeons who had nothing better to do 7.30am in the morning. A group of fat-ass pigeons gathered around , split into two gangs and looking at each other intidimatingly. Then the leader of one of the gangs launched the first attack by pecking. There was an uproar and everyone screeched and squawked and pecked and scratched and smacked their wings in other people's (birds') faces. The best attack came from a grey-winged fat-ass pigeon with a birthmark below its eye. He stretched out his leg and clawed at the opponent and pecked the latter hard in the bird-butt. The victim gave an extra loud squawk and flew to the top of a roof. Seeing their leader retreating, the others in his gang flapped away noisily to tend to the wounds of him while the other victorious gang aimed loud-pitched truimphant squawks at the losers.

After receiving an edible underwear on my birthday, bird gang fights don't surprise me anymore. Hahaha.

(Btw it really happened ok! Both the bird fight and the underwear thing. Thanks to Naga and co for giving me the gift. Haha.)

jam scribbled at 7:04 PM

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