There’s a story in my mind right now and it’s that classic
children’s fable about the race between the tortoise and the
pain-in-the-ass hare-brained nincompoop that everybody hates.
Y’see, the pain-in-the-ass hare-brained nincompoop kept running
out in front of the tortoise and taunting him. But right at the
end, the tortoise bit clean through the hare-brained nincompoop’s
calf muscle, dragged him to the ground where he and the other
tortoises devoured him alive right there on the racetrack.
It’s a disturbing children’s story, I know. Remind me not to
read any children’s tale to any kids when my mind’s all warped.
It’s a dog eat dog world we live in after all. Welcome to the
Year of the Dog. Let’s do it doggy style, yo.
Male carbon based bipedal life form capable of operating machines that can perform billions of operations per second without bloodshed. Also capable of producing millions of male reproductive cells on a daily basis without even trying.
woof woof!!!
bring on the doggy style ma man!
oh oh! it just reminded me…. doggy style = what in malay yah? stail anjing? kinda think of it the next time i *cough cough* i wanna do it in malay!! wahaha.
“dog eat dog world”..macam pernah ku dengar ayat ini..tapi dimana ya..hehe..dogged cobbler meh?
come to think of it.. ya laa..
children story can be a bit cruel
if u see it in diff angel…
but then again… life is like that aite??