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- SEVENTEEN yet EIGHTEEN.
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- INTROVERTED yet EXTROVERTED.


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- MIRRORS.
- MAKE UP.
- BITCHING.
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- CRITICIZING.
- SLACKING.


My Hates.

- BEING BROKE.
- BEING SCOLDED.
- BEING BACKSTABBED.
- EMPTY VESSELS.
- HYPOCRITES.
- REPEAT OFFENDERS.
- COMPUTER BREAKDOWN.

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Sunday, September 04, 2005


There was a Chinese lady who married to an English gentleman and they lived in London. The poor lady was not very proficient in English, but managed somehow to communicate with her husband. The real problem arose whenever she had to shop for groceries.


One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy pork legs. She didn't know how to put forward her request,and in desperation, lifted up her skirt to show her thighs. The butcher got themessage and the lady went home with pork legs.


The next day, she needed to get chicken breasts. Again, she didn't know how to say, and so she unbuttoned her blouse to show the butcher her breast. The lady got what she wanted.


The third day, the lady needed to buy sausages. She brought her husband to the store..........



so what did she do???????


What are you thinking?


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HellOOOooooooOOOooo, her husband speaks English laa!!


Dun think other things. *winks*



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