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living dangerously?
Yes and survived. I enjoy taking risks, worthwhile ones.
living dangerously?
maybe you chicken has no variety and was not well prepared
My chickens, majority of them tasted great. Have to admit yet to taste an Indian chicken though. Not likely to venture into that.
Overheard this on a pre-schooler class :
Ah Neh Foreign shit asking teacher : for parents accompanying toddlers attending bilingual class, how about those parents who cannot understand Chinese?
Screw your stupid head you stupid Ah Neh. If you cannot understand Chinese, don't attend bilingual class. :oIo:
did you hear the teacher's reply?
Teacher tell AH NEH SHIT this lesson is bilingual. So he LL. Stupid question deserves stupid answer. It is akin to asking what can be done for non-spicy eaters to eat laksa.
You do?????
Yes and survived. I enjoy taking risks, worthwhile ones.
haha..hmmmmm......me too....haha
Fucking Kopi,yesterday,2nd day of your return,you only grossed about 90 mshs in praise of LKY n LHL,I am sure your fucking IB boss fucked and screwed you hard,why not give up the dirty money and shits and join the Truth?God bless,take care.haha..hmmmmm......me too....haha
Fucking Kopi,yesterday,2nd day of your return,you only grossed about 90 mshs in praise of LKY n LHL,I am sure your fucking IB boss fucked and screwed you hard,why not give up the dirty money and shits and join the Truth?God bless,take care.
maybe you chicken has no variety and was not well prepared
If the chicken is not nice, move on to another chicken. Or better still, try another kind of meat. Or you can even try vegetables. Don't just stick to one boring dish!
still waiting for a girl like you atau apa ?![]()
many girls are ready and available
No one beats kopiuncle's mother when she was 18 years old.
On that windy night, I was slightly tipsy after Chivas/Heineken and while strolling the East Coast beach, I heard faint sounds of sobbing near a cluster of coniferous trees. And there was she, a willowy lass with slightly curly shoulder length hair caressing her tears-drenched cheeks. She looked at me with those forlorn eyes that yearned to be saved from whatever she was suffering. Chivas made a white knight out of me. My dick head told me to save the damsel in distress. But my dick head rarely makes the right judgements .......
So I went over, mustering all the James Bond manly charm, I cooed "Whither trouble that vexed my young maiden ?"
She was taken aback by my Victorian style of speaking in a mostly hokkien-accented singlish spewing bengs that she mixed around with.
She smiled while I gently rubbed away her tears. She said "Take me away"
"Mai tu liao" I thought, as my dick notched up a higher level of hardness, straining my loin muscles to a degree I have never felt before. I could see the slight cleavage as the strong winds caused her buttoned blouse to flap wildly, revealing porcelain white skin under the moonlit sky.
My left hand caressed her tiny waist while other hand went into her skirt. With one swift motion, I ripped off her panties.
"Ah" she heaved, in a mix of surprise and pleasure.
My dick head moistened on cue as she closed her beautiful eyes in sweet surrender .........