tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22966043331298076242024-03-14T14:34:15.401+13:00Today is the beginning of a new dayWhen tomorrow comes, today will be gone forever...You can waste it or use it for goodOnlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-14761507691695228672011-09-01T08:50:00.001+12:002011-09-01T08:57:06.037+12:00Wanna Feed Crocodiles Live Chickens or Ducks, Only in CambodiaWAKING up one morning to find your crocodile farm has been dubbed “Cambodia’s sickest tourist attraction” by the British tabloid press is not the best way to start the day.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27GOOKonr-o/Tl6clLBWSwI/AAAAAAAAB0U/MYhBLGDkAcA/s1600/img1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27GOOKonr-o/Tl6clLBWSwI/AAAAAAAAB0U/MYhBLGDkAcA/s320/img1.jpg" width="320" /></a>That’s according to Vincent Lim, whose crocodile farm in Siem Reap was hit by a wave of bad publicity last week, prompted by an article in the UK red top The Mirror which reported that tourists can pay to throw live chickens and ducks to his menagerie of over 1,000 crocodiles.<br />
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Lim awoke on August 15 to headlines blaring “British holidaymakers throw chickens to be eaten alive by crocodiles at sick tourist attraction” and “ghoulish entertainment sees live birds thrown to their death by shameful, bloodthirsty Brits”.<br />
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And he's totally unrepentant.<br />
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“<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Have you ever been to a tiger zoo in China?</span></b>” he asked, as we walked across a gantry suspended over six pools full of adult crocs, heaped atop one another in the baking mid-afternoon sun.<br />
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“<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">They throw cows in there.</span></b> They feed live cows to tigers. Cows. Now people say: ‘Don’t kill animals by feeding them to other animals live’, but in Cambodia we don’t have that law yet.”<br />
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Lim told 7Days he is unperturbed by an undercover report in British tabloid The Mirror that included footage of tourists tossing a chicken over the rails to a pit of crocodiles, as well as a breathless description of the horrors to be found inside his crocodile farm.<br />
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Walking past signs posted along the railings of his crocodile pits which offer visitors the option of paying $10 to throw in a live chicken or $6 to throw a duck, Lim said the offer is there to provide extra entertainment to visitors, few of whom actually take him up on the deal.<br />
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“It’s just for tourists. They like to see more action from the crocodiles. When you throw in something live the crocodiles have more action, they go and bite the thing. There is no law in Cambodia against it; if they come out with one, then we will have to follow it.”<br />
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Tourists paying the $3 entry fee to visit the farm, plus extra to chuck chickens to their deaths, are only a small part of the overall business, Lim told 7Days. His farm is primarily concerned with raising and selling baby crocodiles to overseas buyers.<br />
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“We have 600 adult crocodiles and 400 aged between one year and eight years. We sell the young crocodiles to China, Vietnam and Singapore, where they breed them for between one to three years and then kill them for their skin and meat. All those countries buy from the Cambodian breeders because it’s cheaper. In other countries they can’t afford to grow crocodiles big, because they don’t have the food for them to eat.”<br />
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While Lim’s crocodiles may occasionally dine on duck if a bloodthirsty backpacker wants to shell out $6, their primary dietary staple is fish, and a lot of it.<br />
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“An adult crocodile doesn’t eat every day, and even if you throw them food they don’t necessarily eat. They eat once every 10 days. This month it’s been very expensive because they don’t have much fish in the market.”<br />
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Pointing to a particularly large specimen sunning itself by the pool, Lim continued: “Like this big one, one of them eats four to five kilograms each, every 10 days. All up, they eat around 2,500 kilograms of fish. A kilogram of fish costs 70 cents so each time I have to spend around $1,700 to $1,800 to feed them. This month is more expensive than usual, but I think in October the price of fish will go down a little bit.”<br />
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Lim’s crocodile farm is unusual in that its land and buildings, as well as the crocodiles themselves, are all owned by the government, which leased the business to his father in 1998.<br />
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<div style="color: #6aa84f;"><b>According to Lim, long before chickens and ducks were included on the menu, the crocodiles here may have dined on a far more exotic prey: human beings. </b></div><br />
<b><span style="color: #3d85c6;">“We’ve heard the Khmer Rouge used to throw people in for the crocodiles to eat, it’s something we’ve heard many times,”</span></b> he explained during a leisurely stroll around the crocodile pens.<br />
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What if the farm’s rumoured history ever repeated itself, I asked Lim. What would happen if someone actually did fall in?<br />
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“Lets say there’s an accident, and you fall over there,” Lim explained, pointing to a small patch of grey concrete surrounded by a mass of snoozing crocodiles.<br />
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“They’re not going to do anything. But just make sure you don’t fall into the water. If you do, there’s a 99 percent chance they’ll eat you. And if they bite anything that’s bigger than their mouth, something which they cannot swallow, then they’re going to spin. They’re going to spin you around underwater, and if they spin you, you’re dead.”<br />
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“But,” he added reassuringly, “in Cambodia it happens very rarely. This year I heard about an accident at a farm in Kampong Chhnang or Kampong Thom, where the crocodiles bit a man on the head and hands. But that man’s still alive, and that’s the only accident this year.”<br />
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The farm employs seven workers who venture into the crocodile pits as part of their job. Lim explained their safety precautions.<br />
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“You just need a big stick to hit them on the head and make them run into the water. But make sure you don’t go in the water. Sometimes the crocodiles will spin and kill each other in there. They fight sometimes, and sometimes they eat each other too. Of the 600 big ones, each year at least five to 10 die from fighting.<br />
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“Most of them die between January and April because that’s [mating] season. In those months … there’s a lot of dead [crocodiles].”<br />
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It is a practice he tries to discourage: “If one is dead from fighting you cannot do anything with it,” he said.<br />
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Apart from being dismembered by their mates, farm crocodiles are also at risk of disease, which Lim told 7Days he tries to prevent by feeding his animals more regularly than other breeders. <br />
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<div style="color: #3d85c6;"><b>“In Cambodia there’s no [expert] to check with about the diseases. If the crocodiles have any diseases we cannot know. Even nowadays if the crocodiles have a disease, people just say: ‘Oh yeah, it died’. No one knows the reason.”</b></div><br />
With his family’s 15-year lease on the farm set to expire in 2016, Lim said he’s not sure whether he will bid for the government to extend it.<br />
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Having taken over management of the farm from his father three years ago, Lim has since used the experience to set up a private crocodile farming business of his own, and said that breeding crocodiles is in his family’s blood.<br />
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“<b style="color: #cc0000;">This crocodile farm is unusual because it’s government-owned and the only one open to tourists.</b> I have another farm of my own but you have to have a licence from the government to open for tourists. The government doesn’t allow anyone else to do it. In Siem Reap we have 500 families with crocodiles, but they can’t open for tours. They only grow them as a family business.”<br />
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(Source: http://www.phnompenhpost.com/index.php/2011082651300/Siem-Reap-Insider/croc-farm-owner-snaps-at-critics.html) Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0Siem Reap, Cambodia14.1717195 103.6362715000000213.906805 102.91912500000002 14.436634 104.35341800000002tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-48035246759408865332011-08-24T08:29:00.000+12:002011-08-24T08:29:23.003+12:00Next Generation RoommateI was looking for a new flat to stay but found this post instead. I found this very funny and decided to share it with you. I bet you probably want to live with this guy.<br />
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Konichiwa bitches. Are you looking for the most kick-ass fucking roommate that ever lived? If so, look no further. You fucking found him. I'm a 25-year-old professional marketing agent with experience at bad-ass companies in New York Fucking City. That's right! What you know about experience? I graduated from Auburn University in Alabama, and moved to NYC at the ripe, tender age of 22. After deciding that New York was a stinky shit-hole, I moved back to Alabama to cultivate more professional experience. Why? So I can make millions of dollars and not have to post shit like this on Craigslist.<br />
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Anyway, so I landed this job with a marketing firm in San Francisco, and I have no fucking clue where to live. Honestly, I'm moving there in 3 weeks, so I don't give a shit if I have to sleep in your bathtub.<br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKoeG8iodM0/TlQMuFdQkzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/Buh3ClVpJ0U/s1600/funny+roommate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKoeG8iodM0/TlQMuFdQkzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/Buh3ClVpJ0U/s1600/funny+roommate.jpg" /></a>A bit about me: I'm respectful, quiet, clean and I won't bother any of your shit. If you leave shit out, I'm just like, "Oh fuck I better not mess with this shit, because it's not mine." I turn off lights. I clean toilets. Fuck it. I'll even cook for you. That's right! My dad is a chef and taught me everything there is to know about cooking southern cajun cuisine. I'll fry green tomatoes, cover them with marinated crab meat and smother that shit in bearnaise. EVERY. GODDAMN. NIGHT. Don't eat meat? That's fucking FANTASTIC! I'll make a zucchini and yellow squash carpaccio that will knock your fucking socks off.<br />
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I also read a lot. I fucking LOVE books. Vonnegut, Palahniuk, Hawthorne. All that shit. I read Tuesday's with Morrie the other day. It's a sad story, but I learned something about life, love, knowledge and the pursuit of something greater than myself. Fucking smart. Do you like movies? I fucking love them. We can watch the shit out of some movies together if you like, or go get drinks, or work out, hike, play video games or play a game of one-on-one basketball, or I don't have to talk to you at all. It's completely UP TO YOU!<br />
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Sometimes I play guitar. Are you going to love getting baked and listening to Bob Dylan and Pink Floyd? LIVE? WHENEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT? Of course you are! I'll take requests and learn any song you like, because I have the voice of an angel and the acoustical stylings of James Fucking Taylor. AWWWWWW SHIT YEA!<br />
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A lot of people ask me, "Hey, you're from Alabama. Are you racist?" And, the answer to that question is, no. I'm not racist or judgmental at all. I love everyone. I'm a secular humanist. I FUCKING LOVE PEOPLE. That's the only requirement to being a secular humanist actually. You have to like other human beings and want to help them for no other reason than they are human regardless of race, religion or sexual preference. <span id="goog_1748027324"></span><span id="goog_1748027325"></span>WTF?!!!? Pretty fucking cool right?<br />
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I own almost nothing! I'm driving my car from Alabama to California in which I'll be transporting two duffelbags of clothes, one laptop computer, one guitar, one cell-phone with charger, 8 pairs of shoes, one picture frame, probably some condoms and a shitload of beef jerky and Pringles for the trip. Though, you can expect the jerky to be gone upon my arrival. Unless you'd like me to pick up some on my way into the city. See?! I'm the most considerate person you've ever met. I'm offering to buy you shit already!<br />
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Am I interested in your pad? You can bet my nomadic ass I am! I only require 4 walls, a ceiling and a floor to shelter me from the elements. Other than that, anything else will be considered a convenient plus. I'm taking being a roommate to the next level. Email me! I'll hook yo ass up with Facebook links, background checks, credit reports, phone numbers, resumes, references, awards, sexual history, pictures of karate trophies and a list of the top 10 women I'd like to bang before I die. If you want a next-generation roommate who consistently blows your fucking mind with awesomeness, then hit me up. I'm ready to give you money.Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-85877820146070972512011-08-23T07:48:00.000+12:002011-08-23T07:48:14.747+12:00Digging The Truth: Angkor WatIf you plan to go to Cambodia for a holiday, you should not go pass Angkor Wat which is the heart of Cambodia, located in Siem Reap city. Frankly, even I'm myself Cambodian and have been to Angkor Wat a couple times but never realized how wonderful it is. This documentary really digs the truth and presents a magnificent history about Angkor Wat. It really is truly amazing!<br />
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</center>Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0Auckland, New Zealand-36.8484597 174.76333150000005-36.9860077 174.47881200000006 -36.7109117 175.04785100000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-64155543149396367492011-08-22T06:55:00.000+12:002011-08-22T06:55:29.911+12:00Abstain For The Game"Abstain For The Game", this phrase is rather short and precise but when it appears on New Zealand TV3 first time, it has roared up the nation and taken New Zealanders by storm. Its controversy is wide spread not only in New Zealand but also Australia, the US and some other European countries. Cambell live program also did a poll on whether or not people will abstain for the game. Guess what the result is 85% No, 15% Yes. So..... Clearly, this is a failed campaign and has been ridiculed by our neighbor, Aussie....But the question is how it is possible that such a big company like Telecom produced such an embarrassment campaign!<br />
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Here's the lyrics: <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, yeah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah-ah-ah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah-ah-ah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah-ah-ah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah-ah-ah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, yeah, yeah</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seven a.m., waking up in the morning</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seein' everything, the time is goin'</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta get down to the bus stop</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kickin' in the front seat</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sittin' in the back seat</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta make my mind up</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which seat can I take?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's Friday, Friday</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta get down on Friday</div><div style="text-align: center;">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friday, Friday</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gettin' down on Friday</div><div style="text-align: center;">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fun, fun, fun, fun</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lookin' forward to the weekend</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">7:45, we're drivin' on the highway</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fun, fun, think about fun</div><div style="text-align: center;">You know what it is</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got this, you got this</div><div style="text-align: center;">My friend is by my right, ay</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got this, you got this</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now you know it </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">(And back to the top!) </div><br />
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"Cambodian ass need more slap/as I told you to rap another rap/maybe you can only wrap /pussy can make a nice wrap/failed rap can become a big wrap/wrap a big wrap and snap your wrap/rap a crap rap and eat your crap/don’t just sit in front of your lap/don’t hide under your cap/otherwise you will take my crap/this make you no where to step/now you are under my trap/u need to go home learn some rap/ I will buy you a big map/now you believe I can rap/you and I have a big gap!"<br />
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And I slapped her with this sharp knife:<br />
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I believe this is what you write--because It just simply isn't right-- the meaning is just fucking dire-- and I don't understand the reason why-- better education is the way to go by-- preparation is a better supply-- and your fucking brain should be revived (hahaha.....)-- new consideration should be conspired-- next time when you try-- have a think at least a fortnight-- new resolution is a better reply-- otherwise your rap is just in denail-- embarrassment will take over your pride-- Anger runs through your entire-- acceptance will be denied-- because rhyme isn't complied-- before putting up a fight-- at least try to learn samurai-- because you and I-- you and I....-- <b>you just ain't wise</b> (hahahaha)<br />
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But you have been admired-- realization occurs as hindsight-- your ability to rap is fucking recognized-- the inspiration's shed me some light-- my reply is to show you why-- and you should be honored for your whole life (hahhhaha)-- although I believe a mentor is by your side-- because rap doesn't just come to your fucking brain overnight-- now I'll give you a chance to redeem your life-- otherwise you won't survive-- say something that Cambodia is nice-- maybe I consider to buy-- Or blog your script with the copywright-- Or have your writing cited-- I would appreciate what you decide-- now this is enough to make you cry-- and I wait till your tear runs dry-- otherwise emotion runs high-- and you resort to commit suicide (I'm scared)-- I have no chance of getting reply-- because........<b>you just ain't wise</b>.....(hahaha....)<br />
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I believed the idea that cooking is for girls and is the hardest thing for men to do as many of my friends say. But when I’m here by myself, I realized that their ideas is totally wrong. Cooking is not hard at all.<br />
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First, I survived by eating out, eating some snacks, eating junk foods...etc and luckily I have a Cambodian girl.....friend help me with that. Whenever she cooks, she texts me and I just offer her my veges, meat and tell her what I want to eat.Then I got the yummy food. How cool is that!!!<br />
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However,it was on holiday and she went away for a trip for a month. Poor me :(, what could I survive for this month? Eat instant noodles or eat out for a whole month.... :0<br />
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Well, this time I need to cook it. My favourite cooking is fried eggs cos that's what I know. I've been eating it for a couple of days but Later on I hardly swallowed it even I close my eyes and nose. My face was fully round like a moon but it was turning to be an oval shape like an egg. :)<br />
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So I tried to cook something else like fried vegetable, or soup...etc.I found out that it's very easy. And I'm proud of myself that I could cook every foods.<br />
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But the difficult thing is eating it. I could spend only half an hour to cook but I spent an hour to eat what I cooked. Because it's hard to put it in my mouth even I closed my nose. I wish my tongue has no sense of taste so that I could eat my food.<br />
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My first cooking was 'somlor Mjour yourn'. I cooked it with chickens but it smelled like fish and tasted like a dessert. I wondered I had it very little but I vomitted a lot.<br />
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I wish to cook for others but I don't want to eat it myself. This way after they try it, they will want to learn cooking.<br />
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So, cooking is not hard but eating what you cook is...if you don't know how to cook.<br />
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Do you agree so???<br />
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"Here's a prescription, Mrs. Harris. Take these pills three times a day for seven days and come back and see me in a week."<br />
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Next week an upset Mrs. Harris marched into Dr. Johnson's office. "Doctor, I don't know what was in those pills, but the problem is worse! I'm farting just as much, but now they smell terrible! What do you have to say for yourself?"<br />
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"Calm down, Mrs. Harris," said the doctor soothingly. "Now that we've fixed your sinuses, we'll work on your hearing!!!"Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-87466604220506869522010-09-12T23:39:00.001+12:002010-09-12T23:40:29.484+12:00Amazing Precision Marching!For once, I think military has the ultimate marching discipline but this has proved that nothing is the ultimate superior, except only when the competitor has not yet found.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;">There's got to be </div><div style="text-align: center;">Some part of me </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you, I could cross this desert plane </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you, I can hear you scream my name </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you, while the stars unfold </div><div style="text-align: center;">I've crossed me heart and I've crossed the world </div><div style="text-align: center;">And I need you here and I need to be </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now the flowers bloom </div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel you creep into my room </div><div style="text-align: center;">And if this should be our tune </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll die here inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And the world explodes </div><div style="text-align: center;">I've never been down this road </div><div style="text-align: center;">Teach me how to glow </div><div style="text-align: center;">While I'm moving </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you, the restless find their dreams </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you, this king has found his queen </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you, all the stars unfold </div><div style="text-align: center;">I've crossed me heart and I've crossed the world </div><div style="text-align: center;">And I need you here and I need to be </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;">Bay blue </div><div style="text-align: center;">So say it's you </div><div style="text-align: center;">To thoughts untrue </div><div style="text-align: center;">Who I woo </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's you I woo </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Through and through </div><div style="text-align: center;">And through and through </div><div style="text-align: center;">There's so much more than just a screw </div><div style="text-align: center;">Inside of you </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I was blizzard blind </div><div style="text-align: center;">Felt like I've lost me mind </div><div style="text-align: center;">But you've treated me so kind </div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know what to do.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Song can be downloaded here:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">http://uploading.com/files/35d7fd5d/Inside_of_You.mp3/ </div>Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-2378137300138578852010-06-28T15:58:00.000+12:002010-06-28T15:58:53.079+12:00Ninja Does Exist In JapanNinja doesn't just exist in comic book or fiction story like mermaid. In Japan, there is a Ninja festival celebrated every year in a small town called Iga about 450km from Tokyo. No wonder why such a small town of only 100,000 people attracts Ninja lovers well over 30,000 every year. <br />
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During the festival, this town turns into Ninja town. Most people wear Ninja costumes even kids. And if you happen to be there, you would enjoy live Ninja warriors performance, Ninja dances and see Ninja's real skills. <br />
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In the myths, Ninja can be invisible, and has ability to kill you with one strike which sound scary. But in reality, Ninjas can be cute. Whether or not you hate or are scared of Ninja, you gotta love Ninja when you see this.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">No lingering mystique</div><div style="text-align: center;">No sunbeam likened smile </div><div style="text-align: center;">No manicured nails to file</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But what she had she flaunted</div><div style="text-align: center;">With voice of a comely lark </div><div style="text-align: center;">With a special spark of chemistry</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">She flashed her beautiful soul</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She's simply a special girl, </div><div style="text-align: center;">A girl I wish to meet in person<br />
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I say this because it's unfair since life is started. Let's look at the biology side. There are millions of sperms produced just to match one egg to create a life. Out of all, only one sperm is needed and the rest gets trapped and sacrifies themseves for nothing. I don't understand why the nature does this but what I do understand is it happens for a reason! Why not produce only one strong sperm and go all the way for an egg, I wonder? Anyway, there is one lucky sperm alive and get an egg, in the end.<br />
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So what have we learned from this truth? We shouldn't believe in luck because luck doesn't carry you through the world. Instead, We have to try hard to get what we want because life is not fair. I believe the lucky sperm fights hard for his way for an egg. So if we try, the result will be the same as that lucky sperm. Yeah, great sucess!Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-64658279234370587552010-06-04T13:53:00.003+12:002010-06-04T14:15:48.889+12:00How To Get Access To Adult Site Member For Free<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSiCfFsrxmT6r44ulzvwQXV7FKH_GZ6m8qmAVqUowYPfQKMLUwMjkjtpo5Iy5Akb1TVISCmwkLKmHMGEf3ugj1Y3oCbN9t-L26Rc4UNutwqUzbQULEzkuIcgZxvnVIr7xJXV1eVjjFw1p5/s1600/Funny-Porn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSiCfFsrxmT6r44ulzvwQXV7FKH_GZ6m8qmAVqUowYPfQKMLUwMjkjtpo5Iy5Akb1TVISCmwkLKmHMGEf3ugj1Y3oCbN9t-L26Rc4UNutwqUzbQULEzkuIcgZxvnVIr7xJXV1eVjjFw1p5/s320/Funny-Porn.jpg" /></a>There is a hacked website that dedicated this for us. What it does is it hacks username and password of those paying members who log in to the adult sites. Sounds like it's working? Well, it is. Don't you get excited! <br />
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First, go to this site <a href="http://www.updatedpass.com/">www.updatedpass.com</a>. There are a whole lot of hacked sites there. However, not all of them are working though because it may have been blocked or expired. So pick the site you would like to visit and the one that works. <br />
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Once you found it, copy and paste it to the browser and enjoy but don't stay there too long. :)<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Moral:</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Stop Watching Porn!!! :)</div>Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-30976548780701660192010-06-01T15:59:00.005+12:002010-06-01T16:11:20.369+12:00Bora Bora, You Are In My Dream Wish List!!!<div class="separator" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qGMDedOniXU/TASDLxkDPBI/AAAAAAAABtU/eWXY1oOdYhg/s1600/bora+bora1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qGMDedOniXU/TASDLxkDPBI/AAAAAAAABtU/eWXY1oOdYhg/s400/bora+bora1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq29cF8VyL02bExT-86jZX5Ld5hpzmB7SK1rueF-SBy0WCyECKKpBtuTMtuF4kpgGAPVA2iaq1yLkUfO1ZSdAulGZWbz9-OwsLD1O4Vo2Hu83wxahyphenhyphenN2aMOVhUqlIDuoT0q69hZ6K2BrGp/s1600/bora2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq29cF8VyL02bExT-86jZX5Ld5hpzmB7SK1rueF-SBy0WCyECKKpBtuTMtuF4kpgGAPVA2iaq1yLkUfO1ZSdAulGZWbz9-OwsLD1O4Vo2Hu83wxahyphenhyphenN2aMOVhUqlIDuoT0q69hZ6K2BrGp/s400/bora2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><center> <script type="text/javascript">
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That's why if you don't know what tweet is then you probably are in a different planet! :)Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-9150633950802372662010-05-24T21:17:00.002+12:002010-05-24T21:34:02.412+12:00This Is Why You Should Never Go To 5 Stars Hotel!Waiter : " What would you like to have ...Fruit juice, Soda, Tea, Chocolate, Milo, or Coffee?"<br />
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Guests: " tea please "<br />
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Waiter : " Ceylon tea, Herbal tea, Bush tea, Honey bush tea, Ice tea or green tea ?"<br />
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Guests : "Ceylon tea "<br />
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Waiter : "How would you like it ? Black or white ?"<br />
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Guests: "white"<br />
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Waiter: "Milk, Whitener, or Condensed milk ? "<br />
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Guests: "With milk "<br />
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Waiter: "Goat milk, Camel milk or cow milk"<br />
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Guests: "With cow milk please.<br />
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Waiter: " Milk from Freeze land cow or Afrikaner cow?"<br />
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Guests: " Um, I'll take it black. "<br />
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Waiter: " Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey? "<br />
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Guests: "With sugar"<br />
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Waiter: " Beet sugar or cane sugar ?"<br />
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Guests: "Cane sugar "<br />
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Waiter:" White , brown or yellow sugar ?"<br />
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Guests: "Forget about tea just give me a glass of water instead."<br />
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Waiter: "Mineral water or still water ? "<br />
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Guests: "Mineral water"<br />
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Waiter: "Flavored or non-flavored ?"<br />
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Guests: "I'll rather die of thirst<br />
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What comes to your mind when you see this picture? I bet you woudn't have a clue. It's a bra but a rice-growing bra! :0 Japanese people know sustainability is important and takes it to the next level. Well, that's the result.<br />
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If you go the beach often, I would recommend you get this one so you can wear it to swim. Not only do you have fun, you expose it to the sun and soak it with water. How cool is that!Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296604333129807624.post-57113345914891317432010-05-19T14:16:00.002+12:002010-05-19T14:18:05.036+12:00Who Am I???Have you asked yourself that question before? If yes, I believe you are in the same situation as me. They say no one know you better than yourself. But it's not always true. It's 7 pm. Instead of studying, I'm looking around for other people and give mysellf an unexpected question "Who am I?" while sitting alone in the large tranquil library with a soft music hamming from my computer.<br />
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Such a naive question often pops up in my mind as if it want me to have a break from study but it often floats when i'm not in a good mood which makes it worse besides the fact that I can't get away from these haunting questions.<br />
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Sometimes, trying to answer such questions keeps my brain wandering around to an unlimitted profound state of mind.<br />
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But, I appreciate such a crazy thinking cos it kind of motivates me, and lighten up my spirit. Once people have fun too much, they tend to forget the sadness they had and the state of what they are currently doing and the goal they are going to achieve.<br />
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Yeah, I sometimes forget what I am doing here...Onlineloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16375885206924936794noreply@blogger.com0