Good One!
His latest that i can find...hahahah
always seems to amaze me...
Thursday, July 17, 2008
*NEW* Russell Peters - How to become a Canadian Citizen
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Fun to do in elevators
- Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off.
- Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex to other passengers.
- Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, all of you just shut UP!"
- Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly.
- Sell Girl Scout cookies.
- On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator.
- Shave.
- Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: "Got enough air in there?"
- Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down.
- Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
- When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.
- Lean over to another passenger and whisper: "Noogie patrol coming!"
- Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral.
- One word: Flatulence!
- On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go "plink" at the bottom.
- Do Tai Chi exercises.
- Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!"
- When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, not now, motion sickness!"
- Give religious tracts to each passenger.
- Meow occassionally.
- Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.
- Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected.
- Sing "Mary had a little lamb" while continually pushing buttons.
- Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends.
- Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.
I guess by now, you... who knows me would have realized, i have somehow done one or few of the things listed below (courtesy from the Net)... only cos boredom kicks in... :D
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Communication...
Communication is basically an essential part of everyone's life, be it you are working and interacting with strangers, or you are at home where interaction is made between family members and pets, unless you are living alone in a land far far away.... then... yeah...
I have crossed that line between communicating with people, moron, idiots, that I have acquired enough miles to travel round the world for free. And you realise, communicating effectively is more important than blabbling non-stop, as it should be.
Being married now, i have an obligation to communicate well with my husband, making sure we mean what we say, be it good or bad. At times, things can never be easy, especially when you come from a different culture, background and of course, of two different characters. But as they say, love conquers all...
My point and I do have one most times, is that, if anyone is not happy with someone, or feels that they want to get something out of their chest, talk to the person directly, tell them how you feel, and truth be told, if it will hurt, make it less hurtful and talk even more nicely...
Lars and I argues over the amount of chilli sauce he puts on his chicken, yes, a white man eating chilli sauce, and the way his toothbrush stands in the bathroom and many other small things I love to nag...but one thing I can never complain, how we communicate.. and that man can talk! :D and that is something I will never complain about.
But others.....hmmm....I used to believe that when someone says something to hurt you, ignore them and let life take its toll on them... now, as i grow non the wiser, i realise, you should say something and push a little bit of life to take its toll on them... in other words, make sure you say your piece and if u can't spit at them from far, try spitting at their food, if given a chance.
My family members, we communicate very well, we just shout at each other when it calls for.. hahah, but seriously, we have been there for each other, more than anyone can give credit for and I am proud they are mine. We may have a different level of communication but we know what we are and where we come from, and as proven, we have never allowed anyone to fall and there not be someone to catch, it may be an Asian culture, or it maybe the way we are raised, but i am proud of it, whatever reason it may be, that to me is another form of COMMUNICATION!
***To my dearest husband: We are having KFC tonight! pleaseeeeeee...... :=)
I have crossed that line between communicating with people, moron, idiots, that I have acquired enough miles to travel round the world for free. And you realise, communicating effectively is more important than blabbling non-stop, as it should be.
Being married now, i have an obligation to communicate well with my husband, making sure we mean what we say, be it good or bad. At times, things can never be easy, especially when you come from a different culture, background and of course, of two different characters. But as they say, love conquers all...
My point and I do have one most times, is that, if anyone is not happy with someone, or feels that they want to get something out of their chest, talk to the person directly, tell them how you feel, and truth be told, if it will hurt, make it less hurtful and talk even more nicely...
Lars and I argues over the amount of chilli sauce he puts on his chicken, yes, a white man eating chilli sauce, and the way his toothbrush stands in the bathroom and many other small things I love to nag...but one thing I can never complain, how we communicate.. and that man can talk! :D and that is something I will never complain about.
But others.....hmmm....I used to believe that when someone says something to hurt you, ignore them and let life take its toll on them... now, as i grow non the wiser, i realise, you should say something and push a little bit of life to take its toll on them... in other words, make sure you say your piece and if u can't spit at them from far, try spitting at their food, if given a chance.
My family members, we communicate very well, we just shout at each other when it calls for.. hahah, but seriously, we have been there for each other, more than anyone can give credit for and I am proud they are mine. We may have a different level of communication but we know what we are and where we come from, and as proven, we have never allowed anyone to fall and there not be someone to catch, it may be an Asian culture, or it maybe the way we are raised, but i am proud of it, whatever reason it may be, that to me is another form of COMMUNICATION!
***To my dearest husband: We are having KFC tonight! pleaseeeeeee...... :=)
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
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Summer Is Here.... :D
The dark clouds, cold rain, fog and strong winds are gone..
It's Jul...
sun's out...
Thoughts are clearing...
New fighting moves have been created....
SUMMER IS HERE!!!......
and i am doing the dance of joy!!..
Woo Hoo!!!!
*** My Family Rocks and that includes my (driving to the parc on weekend to see lakes and forests are fun) husband while his (i think the trees and lakes look the same and i can view it on google search in the comfort of the sofa and my remote) wifey is still the coolest woman he has ever met and married! hheheheh
It's Jul...
sun's out...
Thoughts are clearing...
New fighting moves have been created....
SUMMER IS HERE!!!......
and i am doing the dance of joy!!..
Woo Hoo!!!!
*** My Family Rocks and that includes my (driving to the parc on weekend to see lakes and forests are fun) husband while his (i think the trees and lakes look the same and i can view it on google search in the comfort of the sofa and my remote) wifey is still the coolest woman he has ever met and married! hheheheh
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