Muffins...nuff said

Closed up view, panning across the steamy, sizzling drumsticks taken right out of the oven. Then, zooming in on the lard trickling down to the sides. Scenes of a bunch of happy idiots sinking down their fangs into them fatty chow in slow motion.

Hmmm... Laughing. Crying. Man, that thing must have tasted fucking great!, I thought to
myself, gazing into the box.

Kenny Rogers is said to have the best roasted chicken on land. Or so they say. Never tasted one till I came here to the west. Man, does it SUCK ASS. Its ok if the thing looked nothing like the ones on TV(real life burgers will never be THAT big), but it felt soggy and tasted really bland. The mash potatoes tasted like baby food. Quite a pocket blazer too for 1 stupid meal. No wonder this franchise never make its way to my hometown. Smart move for them. Don't want to end up like Marrybrown, condemned to oblivion.

~BUT WAIT...THERE'S MORE!~

There IS one great thing about Kenny's. He has the best damn homemade muffins I've tasted so far. Those sweet, wet muffins... Splendid! Best served hot. My favourite's chocolate. Yours??

Wholesome indeed...

Vanilla and banana, choco's outta stock, too bad...boo =(

Yea, watch me as I lick the hell outta this thing. Yummy...

PukeKOM

Hey yaaa~
Woohoo, bloggin time!

Went to PIKOM at City Square today, with no sky high expectations like last time though.
Sigh... Still that boring, to say the least, but heads of all sizes still came flocking. Good, free tofus.

I don't understand. Where're the gaming rigs? Where're the neons and those big-ass cooling fans? Where's Steve Jobs with his iMacs, iPhones, iPoop, or whatever? Lotsa cheap blinking, plasticky mice.
Ooi, i can get DVD-Rs even in kedai papan lar...
Nevermind that, I can handle those, but...NO BOOTH BABES??!! Where're them scantily clad goodness??!!
Waddaya mean you don't have em, you bloody wanks!!!

This is utter MADNESS!!!


Anyways, who am I to ask for so much? I love my country...

Moving on, next week my moms and pops  are coming here to JB for my sis convo. Finally, something to look forward to. Woohoo, can't wait ler.
Time to show them how shitty (local)uni life is. Oh yeah, maybe then they'll understand why I always get sick here, with all the kekucing kurap as janitors and idiots washing their feet at the sinks.
Which reminds me...why are there dungs inside our enviro studio har?? Nasty...

p/s - I love u, iPod. But you are just too damn expensive, sorry.

Ouches!!

Can't.....move.....much.....joints.....chest....biceps.....triceps......abs......legs.....
everywhere!!! Mommy.....Arghhh!!

flu.....nose.....throat.....flam.....ehuk! ehuk!

- This is what happens to a pantsy who never exercises to do just 3 laps in a 50m kiddy pool...poor dude...ouch...fingers...typing...hurts!
<dough!!!>  \ ;O

Threshold of PAIN!

I down this for breakfast, you faggots! Muahaha

Take that, Joe! Fear Factor has nothing on me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just the way I like it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Best on Gardenia! Good eatin'...

Puke!!

Tuk Nae Yuu!!!

None too lucky but real fucking 'suey' to the max these past couple of months. Why do these kinda things always happen around this time of year, I wonder. Maybe I should call this period 'Jim's Fucked-upping Season'. Settling it and getting back to UTM seemed to be able to clear my mind at first, but more of it came knocking. Anyhow, too pissed and depressed to talk about it now.
I know I messed up, and I'm really really sorry for all of it, guys. Better think of it as a repentance for my previous sins, I guess.

Alas, back in utm and guess what... It didn't change one bit! That's shocking...sien~
At least I finally got a decent connection for me to write this post with my wireless dongle dangling just outside the window.
Hmm... dongle dangle dingle. Sorry, I couldn't resist saying that...

MY SEX TAPE LEAKED!!!

Gotcha!

Nah, nothing to do sex tapes, but everything to do with leakage. Yesterday, mom told me my bike got oil leak. Huh? Not knowing what's wrong and seeing the 2T's empty, I foolishly poured down leftover to fill it up. Waah, all hell broke loose as the oil started gushing out underneath like diarrhea! Kanasai!! My bike started to drench in oil as I rushed bec clumsily to get cloth and toilet paper to soak it up. Cost twice as much lar this Shell semi synthetic(at least it's not Motul, haha). And now I smell like a mechanic, but a scented one(hmmm, pacific air...). Opening up the fender showed the rubber tube on the tank teared at one end. Stupid brittle hoes! Cut the badonkadonk, plug it back. Problem solved, oh rite...

Who uses 2T nowadays anyway?! Sigh

Autobots, roll out!

Hands-down, the best movie of the year yet. Go watch or whack off. Your choice.

p/s - Shia LaBeouf is the next best thing.