Music playing at the background: Jac singing Tunggu Sekejap, Dina singing Jangan Tinggal Daku & Top 5 Malaysian Idol finalists singing Lagenda for the P.Ramlee's themed show.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

These kids are... girls.

Yea, my bro and my cousin. They're both girls. Pussies. Dickless gundus. Wo!

So my bro was asking my cousin if he farted, and he laughed and die-die said no he didn't. Suddenly it was quite and from the corner of my eye, I guess they were whispering or shit like that, and then they laughed.

I bet they thought it was me.

Fuck, I may have a blocked nose, but I would know it if I had farted. And I'm WOMAN enough to admit it if I farted. Anyways, it's just a bloody fart, I don't mind admitting to it. Now I feel like walking over to them, my bum on their faces and let out the stinkiest gas I can ever produce.

Then my cousin muttered something like "kentut bau telur". In direct translation, "egg-smelling fart".

Like... whatever, turd. It's not as if I like you. Too bad I respect your Mom cos if I don't, I don't mind going over and bitchslap your botak head, skater-wannabe.

I'm so sick of kids these days. Like my bro for example. Think that it rocks to be MAT-TAPERED and then get all so emotional and sensitive whenever I diss his sense of fashion. And my bitchass Mom would tell me to mind my words and not diss his sense of fashion like... for fuck's sake, if I don't bitch about it right in his face, there will still be strangers who will diss his sense of fashion one day.

Damn, I would diss a mat-tapered if I'm in a bitchy mood and if a mat-tapered happens to walk pass.

I mean... dammit, don't they look at themselves in the mirror. Not only do their sense of fashion suck, but their attitude suck cow's ass too.

My bro loves to talk big like as if he's got the biggest ball in this world, and lemme tell you that if it's not for my Mom, I would have kicked his skinny ass long ago and make him realize his true value in this world. I controlled myself cos of my Mom. I don't want her to get worked up seeing me and my bro like... killing each other. If not for her, I would have teached that young punk-wannabe a lesson a long time ago.

I tell you, 1991 batch of kids sucks cow's ass. Apart from being stupid and dumb, they succumb to stupid trends. One word to sum them up: WANNABES.

Kiss your sister's fat ass, Ahmad Ariff Nazmi and my cousin too, while I fart in your faces! Wo!

Can't even get yourselves into a good school(cos your aggregates stink!) and you wanna act all tough and punk. Let's see who's the punk one when both of you are busting your asses off scrubbing the shit-infested toilet-bowls in my law firm's washrooms.

To sum it up...


Y'all some - girrrrls - y'all are some god damn girls
Why do you act this way? - why do you act this way huh?
Why do y'all act like fuckin sissies you pussies
Keep talkin shit behind my back you just some bitches for that
And we all knowwww - we all know, hah
How fuckin cowards rollll - "keep rollin rollin rollin"
In-fuckin-dent me's and pretend to be down
But as soon as someone calls you out
You put your tail between your legs and bow dowwwn