"I like people who move their baaadi,

C'mon move your baaadi,

Move it nice and sweet and saaaasi"

And that's all i got to say about that!

Musing...

if wishes were horses, beggars would ride,

If dreams were bubbles, the ants would fly

If love was a breeze, it would pass us by,

If reality was a bee, honey would fry

If sorrow was a madhatter, he'd be stronger than i

If laughter were purple, then man wouldn't cry

Short Chat Message - SCM ?! - Not as fiesty as SMS...sigh

alvin: hakakakakaaa

obbes: fur ball ?

alvin: gas bag !

obbes: fart bomb !

alvin: dun dollop!

*dung

obbes: yaiik



alvin: allo

obbes: yes

alvin: oh dear...deeply disturbed u r. like yodha speak i will...

obbes: y u say that

alvin: for my wish that is

obbes: apart from the fact that u r attackin me on all portals...aaa....

alvin: as well dramatic...interesting very

obbes: what is ? life na ? true true

alvin: say you what ever...downlaoding still your files are...calm you must be

obbes: head split

alvin: pills take you ?

obbes: no. darn. excuse me u must. i NEED water

obbes: SHAKIRA SHAKIRA !


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State of mind

I'm cunning - perhaps I ought to frog march Scooby Doo.

I'm confusesd, or maybe not - so say the voices.

I'm happy - where's the baby, THERE HE IS!

I'm scared - Because there IS a Boogie Man, and he lives in my head!

I'm restless - heebiejeebies, butterflies, ickyness and more

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Somewhere in the middle of pointless yet highly satisfying, happy-feeling, cheek-hurting-from-guffawing at nonsense conversations with obbie - the goobledoppler, more nonsense emerges...

In the face of Grave Danger...

We would whurl cats by their tail and hurl them at unassuming folk on the street

We would wait patiently on trees, eating cherries and spitting out seeds in name planning a prettier future for all of mankind

We would walk around with bright floral underwear clipped to our ear lobes

We would repeat the last word of every sentence twice twice

We would emerge as heroes - cape et all

We would sleep. Full stop. No No Comma, OK

The caterpillar would glide from the plant to the carton of Carlsberg Light and light a cigarette while he dreamt of vodka

The meek shall inherit this world

We will order one last double crust cheese pizza and hope it makes it on time

We'd romanticise the end and make it resemble the shot from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

We'd kiss and tell

We'd make a trip to Goa

We'd die another day...and then crack up on more such un-jokes

The ants will shriek "what can we say ?"

The father of the balloons will embrace porcupine uncle

We shall be the only two 'Funsters' adequately prepared to handle the situation as we have been proactive enough to think of it well in advance!

HAH! Take that you underprepared reactive world!

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