Look! Mannequins!

10 responses, Nov 29, 2006

Yet another old entry:

Adik SUSU have this habit … of capturing shots for fashion mannequins. The reasons that i show passions in doing so are such that:

1. They are very obedient and stay still as long as you want them to …
2. They won’t let out a single sound when they let you strip them and change the clothes for them.
3. They always guarantee you a 100% flawless skin and facial structure. They are just beautiful … (only that they have no organs)
4. They never ever gripe: Fuck, Are you done yet ?!?! Cepat lar hoi ! My mouth’s numb, my legs hurts !
5.
When you’ve finished with your shot and review it, they don’t say: Oh my god ! I look so fat in this picture ! Delete it ! Don’t fucking publish it!
6.
Most importantly, they’re always UP UP UP! STRONG,SEXY and BITCHY!

This month’s featured mannequins of Oxford Street, London took last year …




Right, I am thinking i have likely created a pure oppressive seduction for you ladies out there. ( Yea I know … ) Naughty Naughty me … that’s what i’m trying to do.I know you want to go shopping now and buy clothes ! You know you love it !

Dont fight it, na-ah … do not resist. Follow your heart … go … yes … that’s it ! Good … swap that card … swap it!

Swaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap !!!

Now, see … i told you so. It feel so heavenly good !

P/S: My friend K was having a knotty dilemma battling her addictive shopaholism in the middle of her exam trial. She having a hard time deciding whether …

***TO GO SHOPPING BEFORE EXAM? OR TO GO AFTER EXAM ?
It seems like i’ve give her a hand in making her minds up. EUREKA !
I’am such a fucking bloody jackanapes !Look ! Girl ! I’ve made you the enzymes ! Mua-Ha-Ha-Ha … Man! I just love to infiltrate people’s mind ! I feel so fucking good !

Fly-niversary … I Believe I Can Fly!

15 responses, Nov 20, 2006

It was another gloomy Saturday, while Zeus was teasing with his charge of electrons (yet and again). The quad of William Humblerboy, Patrick Chay, Tonyyy and i were pledging for his mercy earnestly.
And i bet the goddess of luck Fortuna had her empathy, the shower was soon cleared abruptly by quater to seven. We rejoiced in unison … there we shouted:

FLY FLY-niversary Here We Come!

How time flies, that it has been already a year since the establish of FLY FM. Those musics from the station broadcasted from KLIA to your musicbox that bring the people come together. Finally, Flyfm has its fruitful return, recruiting gargantuan listeners and supporters under its influence. Tonight, it’s a night to celebrate, a night to boggy all night till the break of dawn … a night … to be remembered … for the very first time.

I forsee the hype of shindig … Bring it on!

A heartiest thank to William who was generous enough to ask for our companionship. The night was never boring when you have a friend or two next to you in an event like this. We sure had our fun.

We are truly the aficionados from HOUSE OF ROCK! Hell ya!

Fly FM DJ Shel has her natural candid sense within her, she posed immediately as i hit that shutter of mine. Good job girl! You look fabulous with that funky hat!

Temperature were rising up alongside by the easy-going host of FlyFM Dj namely Flyguy, Phat Fabes, Shel, Ben, Nina, Jules and much more from the FM jocks.

While the band on stage were shifting up the gear one after another, beats after beats, tempo after another. The crowd had it all taken in … jumping, shrieking, yelling, clapping, wowing to the top of their lungs.

I, splashmilk was as well one amongst that almost shout my sweaty lungs out.

I, splashmilk was the one that squawk, screech, squeal, weep, whoop, yap, yelp, yip scream upfront whenever a new artist was taking the pass on stage.

Me: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooOOOOooOOOOoOOOooOOOOOOOOOO!

While William were stunned at my absolute vehemence, he smiled.

William: Who are they?! Who are they?! Tell me! Tell me!
He asked enthusiastically.

Me: Who cares?! Just shout!

William: -__-!!

I had not been shouting the shit out ever since i was actually holding the hand of Charlize Theron at her presence in “Collateral” premiere with Tom Cruise.

The night were euphoric, and note that you don’t have to know the celebrities name just to shout. It’s like … like … like … err … you don’t even have to know Jessica Alba well enough to fantasize with (?!?!)

Okay, fine … scratch that.

I’ve got to say that Dj Nina, was my favourite entertainer that night regardless she was a shy lolitas all the way, but her saccharine smile had me captured under her spell, completely!

Right after this shot was taken, i caught sight another soundless strike of iridescent lightning afar.

“Zeus. You’re not getting this one! She’s mine!” I challenged surreptiously.

Zsssst! Another charge of lightning … nearer this time.

I therefore shut my mouth coy.

Topless guitarist fully spring-watered the voyage of femine blossoms. The girls finally had their erogenous zone skyrocketing to the max!

Okay fine, that was an exageration. But i swear i heard moaning that night!

How about this then? A mushy counteract between the lead singer and the guitarist? Ahem … cough … cough …

Insert creative caption on lead singer: “You got that? You got that? Urgh! Urgh! Urgh! Blow yo! Urgh! Urgh! Urgh!”

And how could we forget the charms of Camelia. Her euphonious falsetto had all the crowds dancing with her rhythm. Sarawakian ROCKS!

Regardless not winning the “One In A Million” contest, Faizal (The OIAM Finallist)has created a legend during that finale night. He definitely had the attention of media and audiences from the day he stepped under the limelight. We might not be able to witness the cuteness of Yuki, winner of “One In a Million”.

But Faizal definitely has his vibes. Been the only performer that night to sing a ballad, he had quenched the thrist of everyone that night at the park. That dude was pulling everyone’s leg by excusing himself from the stage after singing just one song.

Everyone were demanding more …

“Faizal! Faizal! We want Faizal! We want Faizal!”

That was the synchronous petition from us.

And guess what? The champ didn’t dissapoint anyone. He reappeared again this time bringing his none other We-Will-Rock-You remix chorale.

Confetti … More Confetti … More Confetti! Weeeee! You think that’s the end? You’ve got it all wrong. Quite the contrary, it marked the opening of the rave session that night! And FlyFM had everyone flattered by the suprising appears of who?

DJ JOEY G! (Sorry for the unintentional blurriness … i was almost on the verge towards narcosis at this instant)

A night of narcosis, a night of eardrums-piercing pitchy shrieks, a night of flying sweats (due to possessive kepala-goyang hype). We had a little sweet moment snapped with Steve, the producer of BIG BANG BREAKFAST SHOW. Such a nice person.

(L-R) Tonyyy, Patrick Chay, Steve, Splashmilk, William Humblerboy, Mark Tan.

My little heart was tittering inside. That was a Malaysia’s night life …

IT’S ALL ABOUT MUSIC. (By FlyFM)

KaaaaaaBoooooooom!

13 responses, Nov 17, 2006

KaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaBooooooom!!!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

What a symphony in hail.

Mmmmmmmmmm

A hundred dB shrieks from a innocent girl dozing across her lazy chair … backing up the shocking boom! She jumped out petrified but was unable to gain her orientation enough, she tripped and …

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang !!!

She fall down and got her pain in the arse !!! I bursted out laughing my ass off (Yes. Evil me)

xxx

Thunder storm ambush to demand respects, but the weird thing is that i didnt see any lightning flashes. So far, the wickedest place in a storm I know is on top of a mountain in Idaho, where Jupiter Pluvius lets hers go, and Thor with his thunder crashes.

You sit in a shack with …

a) a roof of tin and a stovepipe with a-stickin’ thru;

b) a telephone line and;

c) some iron tie prods;

… defying the two above-mentioned gods just to melt that assortment of lightning rods (?!?!)

It sizzles your carcass, very roasted too.

LOOK!(point to the sky) The clouds start rolling down …darker and darker to scatter their charge of fire.

Who knows?

Somewhere out there … the telephone wiring would snap and crack
Spilt fire on the lookout shack would flash from the wire to the roof and back and finally …

FUNERAL PYRE. o_O !!!

Within seconds,you feel the howl of the whooping gale one distance away on the other side of the glasses.

Rattling Rattling Rattling ~ Echoing a thousand fold till i drowned.

Her hair stood up and blood ran cold and even the tan grew pale in swoosh.Maybe i was on a lookout shack which can add one bit to my tale of woes. But try me again, I’ve a paralyzed sense of fear anyway.

xxx

Thunder in Malaysia this year 2006 … ON A MONTH OF NOVEMBER …

Fucking Hell ! I gazed at her who now rubbing her sweetarse.

Me: Damn! Was that a gunfire shot?!

She looked back in dismay. I points to the sky and blaspheming viciously…

Zeus! You @$£%&#!!?!?!!!

xxx

Above the cloud ~

Zeus was finding it harder and harder to make time for his weather-producing duties due to a correlative increase in the HOTNESS of women and recent advances in medicine and health technologies. (Cough Cough! Man Strength!).

Thus he was considering of subcontracting his lightning-producing responsibilities to General Electricity.

But WHAT’s with his son Pluvius? TSK

And WHAT’s with the thunder today?!

WHAT’S WITH YOU !!!

The end of good sun … SOB!!!

Note: Damn you! Damn the thunder! Damn the monsoon! I’ve just washed my car!

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