Your Best Friend, Mary.

 

Mary Long is a hypocrite
She does all the things that she tells us not to do
Selling filth from a corner shop
And knitting patterns to the high street queue
She paints roses, even makes them smell good
And then she draws titties on the khazy wall
Drowns kittens just to get a thrill
And writes sermons in the Sunday Chronicle

How did you lose your virginity, Mary Long ?
When will you lose your stupidity, Mary Long ?

Mary told Johnny not to write such trash
Said it was a waste of public money
She made a fuss, they made apologies
But everybody thought the show was funny
When the nation knew you'd had children
It came as such a surprise
We really didn't know you'd had it in you
How you did it we can only surmise

How did you lose your virginity, Mary Long ?
When will you lose your stupidity, Mary Long ?

Mary Long, you're not alone
But you're a long way behind our times
What we do in full frontal view
Is more honest than your clean-up mind
What I'm saying, Mary Long is
When you can spare a minute
Go find your friend the porny Lord
Dig your self a hole and jump in it

How did you lose your virginity, Mary Long ?
When will you lose your stupidity, Mary Long ?

Guess what was missing ?

It was a Sunday night with my cynical friends who I love for their sarcastic words and acid mean jokes.

Lazy Jazzy was playing while good looking yet cocky receptionist was walking around with her over-rockn' roll eye-liners on her face that made the air of the restaurant a bit too postmodern.

I don’t mind though, I saw something else that lighted up my life again after brewing my Monday blue since Sunday afternoon - pomodoro, Mozzarella di Bufala and Spezie italiano.

Such a perfect combination with only 1 thing missing!

Excuse me, what kind of Italian restaurant serves South African wine?

I need my Chianti Classico NOW !

騎虎難下 - Dilemma

Stomach plenitude with hunger is an intricate complex; it feels like chewing Jelly Belly without realizing it's a Jalapeño bean, neither spitting or swallowing seems to be a better option than another.

There's a Chinese saying that expresses this situation. It's about taming a tiger, which is supposed to be a pride since it shows how brave and skillful that person is. Yet while enjoying the the sense of fulfillment on top of the tiger, the tamer suddenly realized oh fuck he couldn't get himself out. Meanwhile, no panic or unsteadiness should be revealed by any of his moves. Yes he's stuck, he's stuck in the dilemma of keep riding on the tiger or to get off yet, elegantly and safely.

I wonder how many times a person needs to encounter for situation like this before getting capable of distinguishing the priority for scheduling life? Even if one option was chosen doesn't make the other one a loser, does it?  

Oh Life

Life is a pair of blue jeans

It would be boring if it's plain and perfect.

That's why Vivienne Westwood puts painting on it,

That's why Versace makes tacks-inlaid on it,

That's why Dolce&Gabbana sets cracks on it,

That's why Levi's brushes white stripes on it.


So I think it might be fun to have some shit dipped on my jeans.

Better than a plain perfect jeans at least. 


I once convinced that Life's a bitch

because when you think can life be sucked any more, it does

because when you finally start to appreciate life, it screwed you over. 


But this is it, my jeans and my life 

craps and diamond are both welcomed.

Ha, and HaHa

Looking at me into my eyes, you asked me to put down my mobile because you wanted it to be just two of us.

But why bother saying that when there have been some people for the whole time and we both know that?

Oh yes, not someone, but some people.

So, I could only ha, and HaHa.

System Shout Down Notification

• Vision system closed due to ambiguity of the black or white and gray starts to rule everything.
  

• Audio system disabled due to the like-they-have-nothing-to-do-in-life gossips can actually pollute the minds. 

• Sound effect removed due to the fact that no one ever listens again.

• Perceptibility locked due to the lost and weakness of passion and faith.

Excuse me, 

I...........

am shouted down.

認份 - face the music

 有奶便是娘

Chinese slang says everyone can be a mom with breasts.

就是為什麼........
我只能當阿姨 
This is the reason why, I'm only capable, to be an aunt.