post.... like a pole.... none of this crappy typing business

righteous people of the planet arthepoleia!!!
i come bearing peanuts and onions all for your
dining pleasure. this is not a test as much as it
is a testament to my tormenting sense of boredom.
this also serves as an experiment to prove that people
will read shit if i call it sugar...

this is sugar... read it...

monkeys and goats will have my heart, as long as they
have clean hands... goats dont have hands... if they do
i want them clean.

enough with the bullshit lets cut to the chase, i love
cucumber but they never seemt to show the same amount of
infatuation towards me... maybe they do, but i dont understand
cucumbers.... they are awfully silent.

this is what most will call a spam, but how brave does
one have to be to be spamming his own blog with utmost idiocy
and limitless class?

chea happy birthday, i thought it was on the 13th, my bad mate..
wish sharvind the same for me aite.

raya was aite, it didnt suck, well not as much as i thot it was gonna.
only 2 out of 7 houses that i went to had kuah kacang.. the rest
had ayam masak kicap... wtf is the world coming to.

meeting up with arie on thurs in subang, feel free dear monkeys to give
me a ring and cramp my style in the streets...
or if you have the cravings to slap people...

till then, auf widherseenzenentrahahahaburgersen... i dont know..
i dont speak german either