One day an employee sends a letter to his boss asking for an increase in his salary:



Dear Bo$$

In thi$ life, we all need $ome thing mo$t de$perately. I think you $hould be under$tanding the need$of u$.We are worker$who have given $o much $upport including $weat and $ervice to your company ..
I am $ure you will gue$$what I meant and re$pond $oon.

Your$$incerely,



The next day, the employee received this letter of reply:



Dear

I kNOw you have been working very hard. NOw a days, NOthing much has changed. You must haveNOticed that our company is NOt doing NOticably well . NOw the newspapers are saying the world's leading ecoNOmists are NOt sure if the United States may go into aNOther recession. After the NOvember presidential elections things may turn bad. I have NOthing more to add NOw. You kNOw what I mean .

---- Your Boss.

And someone decided my cousin also need to change her Facebook profile picture too, to this extremely hiao one. No prizes for guessing if Callista is the one who insisted on changing it.

Will Mega McNuggets turn out to be like patties of McSpicy?

Simple things I have problems with:

1. Kicking my right leg to the back
   
   
2. Inserting the car keys into the ignition
   
   
3. Not shaking my foot, especially when playing intense games at the pc
   
   
4. Positioning the writing paper to the centre of my face (tend to align the left margin of the page to my nose)
   
   
5. Cross-leg sitting (one of the first things I do when I take a seat)
   
   
6. Curling my left thumb inwards. It got partially fractured while I was...(forgot)
   
   
7. Kicking a soccer ball. In the intended direction.
   
   
8. Squatting
   
   
9. I can't stare.
   
   
10. Walking straight, with my eyes opened or closed.
    

US Congresswoman Ileana Ros-Lehtinen thought she was being hoaxed when a man who sounded a lot like Barack Obama called her - so she hung up on him.

In fact, the man at the other end of the line was indeed President-elect Obama himself.

Whoah, ultimate phone-kap stunt. You good ah!

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Honda will quit Formula One on Friday, BBC Sport understands.

The Japanese company hopes to sell its team, which costs £200m a year to run, but is prepared to close the team early in 2009 if no buyer is found.

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I got an invitation to an old friend's 21st. Invitation to such an event usually means I have to buy a present. Being the habitual introvert, I wouldn't normally break from my hermit habbits to go out with the rest to hunt for a present --- for the sake of old friendship.

The problem is, she won't strike me as one of the surviving pals I have from that primary school batch of friends.

So when she said in the group email that she has 70++ guests, I had my reservations. "I'll be having alot of people around leh, so I dunno when you people come I'll have time to entertain you all!" That certainly ups the ya-ya attitude. OK, so I'm there for fuck? Your party ovbviously has sufficient expected mass to roll itself forward without crashing on its face. So will our presence be noted, or are you gonna slip off with some guy and do quickies (i doubt you know what that means).

On the other hand, when my name was specifically asked to call up the rest of the gang, I can't help but think, hey, at least you remembered who your classmates were. I'm impressed you rmbed who was the person who organised the last fantastic gathering. So while you waltz around in that bungalow house of yours to take pictures what not crap with everybody else, you are going to bother yourself with us, right? right? right?

Then again, I can never understand the novelty of celebrating the 21st; especially the weird banner which I imagine hung above the birthday boy/girl's head against a certain white wall somewhere --- "Happy 21st Birthday SO-AND-SO".

Can't a beer with the closest friends around the table do a better job? Maybe when the birthday fella gets really drunk, dare him to strip bla bla bla. Small private affair, no weird party crashers, no drunk outsiders caught peeing in the potted plants.

Baaa birthdays.

Oh i forgot to add one part. For each guy who holds such a gay 21st celebration with the fuking banner, and he invites me, i'll buy a pack of condoms and make him wear all the condoms in the pack, take a picture, post on FB. Happy birthday, boy. Ha ha.

Want to run, but fear the leg wont budge like last evening. Maybe its too many driving games, that make me feel like I'm too slow.

Drool factor. Sit up, boys. This is chio.





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