Whilst we are still on a roll . . .

Overkill? Maybe. Gloating? Fer sure. Enough? Not really . . .

ps: Another great article: http://www.guardian.co.uk/football/2009/oct/27/roberto-martinez-sir-alex-ferguson

Naming & fooking shaming . . .

The video above is dedicated to:

Me boss at work, Mr Terence Chong Wai Meng, who on Friday, said, "Really feel sorry for you this Sunday. I can imagine next season onwards only way United will meet Liverpool is in the League or FA Cups as ye'll be a championship side by then . . ."

And . . .

to Mr Mac Sivanesan, publisher of Campusplus magazine, who also on Friday, said, "Liverpool gonna kena tendang this weekend." This coming from a self-proclaimed man yew "fan" who doesn't watch games "coz its boring winning all the time".

Am sorry, me usually prefers to keep a dignified silence on such matters but couldn't help no more. However, honourable mention must be made to gentlemen fans such as Mr Ciaq & Mr Amrit who sent a simple 'well played, well done' sms.

Now, if only the more mancs were like the latter instead of the former, they would be a lot less hated, don't you think?

ps: This vid has been parodied no end & one version (previously also posted here) has Mein Fuhrer talking about Malaysian elections!

pps: To read how Fergie's has got the laws of the game wrong, please see: http://www.guardian.co.uk/football/2009/oct/26/alex-ferguson-referees-manchester-united .

ppps: Great t-shirt design here:

Greatest Film of All Time?

Wifey & meself managed to take a quick break from tending to junior last night & me stuck on the DVD of what is arguably one of the greatest pieces of work ever committed to celluloid - Pulp fooking Fiction.

Despite having watched it numerous times, wifey & meself were still spellbound by the hip-as-fook, one-of-a-kind dialogue & the numerous stylistic cues Quentin Tarantino injects into this masterpiece. From De Palma to Goddard, the visual spectacle is akin to having a toke of some very fine buds. And the fooking soundtrack is just BONG-tastic! Absolutely mind blowing!

Though Tarantino's later works hasn't scaled the dizzy heights of this film (which won the prestigious Palm D'Or at Cannes when it came out), he is still one of the few auteurs whose name is used to describe a certain type of scene or film - Tarantino-esque. Besides Alfred Hitchcock, how many other film makers have had their name enter popular lexicon?

Despite it being released over 13 years ago, its genius hasn't dimmed one bit. If anything, its influence on modern cinema is there fer all to see. If ye've never taken the time to watch this film, me urges ye to treat yer senses to one of the finest films made in the name of entertainment. Those who have, do so again. The knowing laughs that 'Flock of Seagulls' line (& many others) will make yer fooking week.

Royale with cheese, indeed . . .



ps: Look foward to reading yer comments on yer fave parts of this film & yer overall view of its cinematic value.

pps: Also yet to see Inglorious Basterds. Hope its a return to form.

Looking back . . . in laughter!

Am not sure if ye've watched this, but fook me, this is so funny. Me suppose it'd be different if we'd lost that night . . . But hey, we didn't, so enjoy!

I'll Never Walk Alone!

After decades of singing the anthem, it is only in the last few days me truly realised that I most certainly will NOT be walking alone from hereon . . .


ps: Oops, in the excitement, me forgot to adjust date on me camera . . .

The Mind is a Terrible Thing to Waste . . .

Me have in the past posted about some of me colleague's less-than-razor-sharp moments. Long-time readers of this blog may recall how one colleague Miss AA thought that Fiat was a Taiwanese marque & that Ferrari made station wagons & MPVs. And of course there was that gem "What does 'cunnilingus' mean?" quip which set the comments section here on fire!

Then there was Madam Szu Pau's inability to understand the workings of a simple tape recorder.

Well, all that pales in comparison to our new colleague - Miss Tan. After hearing that she doesn't know where Sri Lanka is, we proded her (puny) mind with a few more general questions. We asked her where was Palestine.

Guess what her answer was?

In fooking PAKISTAN!!!

So me asked her whether she thought Jesus was a hockey player. (She didn't get it).

Me then tried something closer to her heritage - who is Mao Tze Tung?

"No. Who he?"

Fooking hell . . . so we shamed her into googling fer the right info.

ps: To her credit, Miss Tan makes a killer apple pie but just don't ask her where the ingredients came from . . .