<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756</id><updated>2011-06-24T18:54:10.204+07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Immoral Eyes Only</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog consist of things that are Funny , Lame , Offensive , Obscene , Sexual etc ...but absolutely nothing that needs to waste my effort to think and write . Yes , I enjoy Cut and Paste , and not writing much , why not ?! Unhappy ? Get the Fxxx out of here !
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TO HELL !!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112299574000838883</id><published>2005-08-02T21:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:12:38.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>War On Smokers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3209/1103/1600/news_20043269853_PgGWrOm2kkLM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3209/1103/320/news_20043269853_PgGWrOm2kkLM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war on terrorism has just rekindled after the consecutive bombings in London. Every nation is on high alert and busy finding ways to better their own country's security. After a couple of weeks on this terrorism issue, the interest seems to die down again ... And the next war is on smokers and it seems to be on a lot of countries' agenda.&lt;br /&gt;A hell lot of brainy people is involve in determining where on earth you can and you can't smoke ... Why not just pull the plug and ban all tobacco import ? Due to the source of income from taxation the country is receiving ? ... I seriously for once can't figure why these authorities need to beat around the bush and not counter it by banning it once and for all ? If that is the case, no one can buy cigarettes thus no smokers ... simple as that , and I do not need to worry where I am able to have a fag and where not. It look so stupid that after you take out your fag and lighter, you need to think and recall is this place a prohibited area for smokers ... and when you light the freaking fag with your shivering hand , still unsure are you in the right area. If any damn asshole who walk pass you and give you a peculiar look when you are smoking, I can guarantee you that the first thing in your mind is : Am I really at the place that I am allow to smoke ? As we are heading towards globalisation, we human are supposedly having a bigger area to roam, yet we smokers are confined to even smaller area ...&lt;br /&gt;Where are those freaking noisy Human Right NGOs now ? Aren't they fighting for the smoker's right ? Or is human right only applicable to certain people ? If this NGOs already always fighting for those nitty gritty minority, why not the smokers? They are even not consider minority if really do a head count !&lt;br /&gt;Logically, I have already pay the right to smoke by paying through my nose for the fags, contributing to the country's wealth ... Where the fuck is my right ? Non smokers might argue that they too have their rights against our charitable 2nd hand smoke (C'mmon, I never charge you on these 2nd hand thingy ... where on earth you get anything 2nd hand which are using concurrently with the 1st hand user ?) ... but they also jolly well know that the price we pay , so walk away ! If we are looking to fairness, if there is any in this damn shitty world, allow smokers entertainment outlets and non smokers entertainment outlet, smokers pubs and non smokers pubs, smoking restaurants and non smoking restaurants ... etc and let everybody have a choice ( You will see non smoking clubs and pubs go bust ... and what this prove to you ? Those idiots on the top ... Aren't you bunch of people factual and needs proofs ?&lt;br /&gt;If Singapore can ban chewing gum outright, I don't see the point why they can't ban tobacco and not creating so much restriction and regulations , wasting tax payers money (mostly from smokers too ...) and actually not solving anything the way they like. The more you suppress, the more restrictions you are creating, the younger untamed generation will only think that this is the greatest way to challenge the authority, and very much cool than any other stuffs , since not everyone can afford the high priced fags ... That is why the freaking LV brand is so freaking expensive and yet popular ( This example is personal ... just got slaughtered by a darling for her birthday present ...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;If these smoking restrictions are suddenly brought up in London or Europe after the London bombing, I can understand . They are so trigger happy over there that they are afraid that the law makers cannot differentiate someone lighting a cigarette and lighting explosives and thus is for the good of the safety of smokers in those places. This is applaudable as they the authorities know jolly well that those people under their wings are either half blind or blind, and admitted it bravely through actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Smokers that died of diesease through smoking will not blame anyone ... Only those non smokers that have a freaking discipline lifestyle yet find their normal life span is shorter, less fit and less healthy than that of the smokers due to several unforseen reasons will Kao Pei Kao Bu , blame father , mother , uncle , aunties ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;If you can guarantee me and proof to me that non smokers definitely live longer than smokers , I quit smoking immediately, not because I am afraid ... But I am too intelligent that I will not lose this bet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Only smokers will die of cancer ? Heart attack ? High Blood ? Knock down by cars ? Plane crash ? Run over by train ? Drown ? Lightning strike ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;C'mmon, please be realistic, death treats every each and individual equally ... unlike you unreasonable authorities, if it is your time to be "enlisted" they don't really care whether you are smoker or not ( Just like the army, whether you are fit or unfit, fat or skinny, rich or poor (some reserves on this), long or short ... Letter arrive, you pack and go !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Lastly, how often do we hear people saying about certain people who is so health conscious, so discipline, so smart, so nice ... and yet die from diseases or mishaps that are more likely aimed at smokers ? Answer this question truely and you will see my point that smokers are hard done and like it or not , the scape goats of those popular politics policies based on morales and to please certain people ...Voters ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;If one day I happen to die of smoking related diseases, I will admit graciously that I deserve it ... But if I am one of those that wholeheartedly devoted my life to a boring health conscious lifestyle and yet die like a damn smoker, I will definitely squeeze and melt my two ding dongs in my own hand , and die with my eyes wide open ... Sorry , I miss out that I will "Luan Gan"(Using all vulgarities available in the world , in languages I know) till my last breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;I rest my case here ... But my sympathy will definitely goes to all smokers in Singapore and affected countries, also my curse to those that decided on such unfair policies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Do you think I wrote this because I am badly affected ? Not at the moment ... I am still having cigarettes reasonably priced and ample pubs and clubs that I can smoke in ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Hope these waves of unreasonable policies will not sweep over here too soon ... I sincerely hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112299574000838883?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112299574000838883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112299574000838883&amp;isPopup=true' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112299574000838883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112299574000838883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/08/war-on-smokers.html' title='War On Smokers'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112255119043742317</id><published>2005-07-28T18:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T20:34:42.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3209/1103/1600/shine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3209/1103/320/shine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;It started to rain around 2 pm local time over here. I was anticipating that this should be one of those unforgiving thunderstorm, and indeed I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;While it was raining heavily outside , with roaring thunders and non-stop lightnings ... another character of mine surfaced. It is the very sentimental and romantic me ... chatting with a girl friend of mine , who was in Ningbo China for business . Coincidentally, it was also raining over there ... And this me was charming her , saying about how romantic it seems where we are miles apart and yet can share the raining scene , bla bla bla . I do not remember since when I have such love and singing praises over a stormy weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Finally, the rain stop after 3 hours ... and guess what ? Once the rain stops, I was woken from this dreamy feeling and back to reality and found that my freaking bed room's windows are opened !!! I have took the initiative to open it to air the freaking room !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Freaking hell ... my room is totally washed !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;(Now busy searching data bank whose room is nice )...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112255119043742317?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112255119043742317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112255119043742317&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112255119043742317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112255119043742317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-day.html' title='What a day ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112240012051522686</id><published>2005-07-27T00:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T00:48:40.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mistake ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;I have to apologise to whoever that read my previous post, follow the instruction given and yet find nothing related to the topic ... I got messed up with the commands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Anyway, I have to explain what causes this rare little mistake in my life ( I am not arrogant ! My normal mistake is always very "Tua Kee" one ... either a place got busted or someone got killed ! ... I hope nobody got killed for that mistake in my previous post ... If you got frustrated and jump down from your HDB , being misleaded by me, then this is my normal mistake!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;The reason behind this mistake is because I feel tired , hungry and sleepy. So , I intended to rush the entry and go for my shower, have my supper and sleep. Recently I am forbidden to do these 3 things at home, so I need to rush to someone else's place to complete all these tasks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Remember this ... a home is no longer a place for you to take a nice shower, have a nice supper and definitely not a place for rest and sleep (Err..rest ... home probably still the best place). The new definition of home or house is that you are suppose to stay out of it every night !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Today is the day ... Everything is back to normal. The 10 days adventure tour is completed and now I feel alittle sense of emptiness ... nobody to hug to sleep, no excercise before sleep ( So unhealthy...) , Sigh~ , Already knew that I will lose out in the whole damn encounter ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;It's mourning time ! Don't get me wrong again, I am not mourning about the "tour", I am mourning for the lives of my billions of fighters that commited themselves and got swallowed by the Black Hole forever... Sobz Sobz ...  ( Think on the brighter note , I am so charitable that I should be nominated to head NKF ... Atleast I am generous to donate millions at a time to the needy, without flying first class ... only Taxi).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Sigh~ My heart still aches ... In order to stop this pain , what is a better cure than to hunt again immediately ? It is a cycle of sin ... But anything sinful is enjoyable !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Tomorrow, go date her other friends ( I "target" one of them 3 days back) ...hee hee hee ! Warriors On The War Path !!! 1,2 ...1,2...1,2 Chiong Ar !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;That's Life ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112240012051522686?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112240012051522686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112240012051522686&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112240012051522686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112240012051522686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-mistake.html' title='My Mistake ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112160500253964131</id><published>2005-07-17T19:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T20:03:57.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Most of us have been using Microsoft Word. Lately I was told that this program was actually written by a Chinese, or atleast a Chinese has actually contributed quite alot in the initial program. Since nothing is being mentioned by Microsoft or Mr. Gates of his contribution, our dear friend credited himself in a very best way in this program ...&lt;/div&gt;If you guys do not believe in what I say , simply try it out yourself ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;1) Open Microsoft Word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;2) On The 1st Line, Type &lt;span style="styleDocument: [object];color:#ff0000;" &gt;=rand(50,50) &amp; "enter"    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;See For Yourself, Dude !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112160500253964131?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112160500253964131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112160500253964131&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112160500253964131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112160500253964131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/07/microsoft-word.html' title='Microsoft Word'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112136092015234318</id><published>2005-07-14T23:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T00:08:40.160+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Sense Trouble ...</title><content type='html'>Have not been online the past few days ... I mean really wasting time surfing around , other than merely checking my mails. Reason behind is ... something happened !!! And happening fast and furious ... resulted in me not home for a few days. Nope, I wasn't travelling ...but staying over a hot babe's place.&lt;br /&gt;I actually met this babe who insisted that I am a gay in a pub not long ago ... This perception was due to the fact that she had seen me a few times there , but only with guys. The fateful friday afternoon, while I was alone enjoying my coffee and smoking away my life in a cafe ... she happens to be there ... alone too. She told me she had just finished her shoot in a studio nearby and was roaming aimlessly. Since both of us are so freaking free, we decided to go for a show - Batman begins ... And regretably, I have not read the omen ... and my home away story begins from there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;After the show, we went for dinner and follow by some pub hoppings. We finished the day around 3a.m. and I sent her home (Or myself to her home ?!). She insisted that I stay overnite at her place ... Initially I resisted, due to the fact that I did not prepare myself to stay out. So, she did a shopping spree at a 711 near her place ... And I find no excuses but duly obliged.&lt;/div&gt;We woked up around 2pm the next day. Before I can propose that I should go home, she recommended that we go shopping. I duly obliged again... She got me some shirts but I insisted that I pay for it, except the briefs ( 'cos I really don't know when she got it). Went for dinner... Catch Fantastic 4 ... Back home (Again , not my home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Wake up early on Sunday, went for Tim Sum for breakfast (seems quite long I have not been having breakfast ...) , Supermarket , Back home (again, still not my home ...). Lunch at home . After lunch, zzz again. Went out again around 8pm. Dinner , pubs and home (again, is still not the home I am familiar with). Finally, the normally hated Monday seems so lovely ... I was released !!! 11 a.m. ... I told her that I have to be back in my office, if not the whole freaking world will be hunting for me and surprisingly, she duly obliged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Even though I might sound very unwilling , sort of being force in this blog ... it is actually not so much the case . The worrying part is that I am afraid that I might fall for her helplessly and this is big trouble !!! Anyway, wasn't it fun that the predator who normally hunts is now hunted ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Let's see who is on the upper hand . Let's see who will be the ultimate winner ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Losing is fatal ... The stake is your heart and soul ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;It is long since I have meet a matching opponent like this babe ... I will definitely enjoy this duel !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112136092015234318?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112136092015234318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112136092015234318&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112136092015234318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112136092015234318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-sense-trouble.html' title='I Sense Trouble ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112058037864422910</id><published>2005-07-05T23:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:19:38.663+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/6456/640/whale.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/6456/320/whale.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare picture ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112058037864422910?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112058037864422910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112058037864422910&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112058037864422910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112058037864422910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/07/rare-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112016076426305967</id><published>2005-07-01T01:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:46:04.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Singaporean Seldom Blog Or Discuss About Politics ...</title><content type='html'>Recently there are people commenting about Singapore bloggers ... About the sort of things they normally blog about are all without much depth and intelligence . Some even criticised that no political issues are being blog about ...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this is not the first time such naive questions and criticisms about Singaporean are being talked about or written by numerous foreigners , especially by those around the region.&lt;br /&gt;I, myself was often asked by people abroad too ... but is more on "to understand and to know" type of mentality, rather than those with hostile intentions, which you can easily pick up from Message Boards ,some forums and nowadays, they are so free that they even explore the blog world. My views and explanations are plain simple ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I do not like the system and the government. I did complained about alot of issues and policies too ... But I did not take it too seriously or make it public or try to go against it. It is not because that I ( or any of my dear Singaporens ) do not dare to voice it out loud, rather that we are highly educated and intelligent to know that most things in life, like it or not, do not neccessary be wrong just because some idiot (myself included) don't like it. Therefore I definitely will not be that ass-hole to go against any damn policies which is an eye sore to probably myself or a minority of people, but good for the majority...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is perfect ! Singapore's government never is and never will be ... But honestly speaking, the government should still be appreciated since there are atleast more right than wrong policies till date. Therefore it is impossible for Singaporeans to blog about politics daily, where they will find difficulties in having enough controversies to fill the blog... In the end most bloggers will force to brag about daily issues and selectively some political issues ( which you definitely have to get your facts right, if not the government will definitely bark at you :(   ... anyway, it is still fair to a certain extent , if you do not like rumours flying around in your country which in the end dare not trust any piece of news , this control is inevitable.)&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me why we are not fond of walking down the street, holding pla cards shouting slogan , protesting ... my views are as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask : Why you guys do not walk on the street and protest ?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Firstly, there was never really issues or policies that are so unreasonable that need us to sweat it out under the hot sun ... My dear friend, we are living along the equator ! Secondly, we are all tired out by walking up and down Orchard Road "N" times , especially during the Annual Singapore Sales. Thirdly, the company I am working with is never free and I doubt my leave will be approved. Anyway, I prefer to save it to go for my annual excursions and holidays with my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Singapore bloggers are just blogging about their own day-to-day life. Those minor issues in their blogs are actually incidents and issues in their everyday life, nothing wrong about it.&lt;br /&gt;If your country is so damn instable, full of crooks, full of violence and corruptions, ill treaments etc... and you are suffering so much , understandably, your blog will be full of such elements, like protest, questioning your governments, riots ( Full of actions, blood and tears ...). Example, today your sister on the way to school was rape, brother was shot, father beaten by corrupted policeman ...etc, I believe your blog will be written in great depth as what you like to see , but will never be from people in Singapore, unless is a fiction writer.&lt;br /&gt;No thanks to have all these in my country just to write a politically driven blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I seldom write such post ... The reason is I am pissed because I can't sleep due to I over ate during dinner ... Anyway, such post are craps ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112016076426305967?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112016076426305967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112016076426305967&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112016076426305967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112016076426305967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-singaporean-seldom-blog-or-discuss.html' title='Why Singaporean Seldom Blog Or Discuss About Politics ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-112005974304405196</id><published>2005-06-29T21:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:42:23.053+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really can't understand such mentality ...</title><content type='html'>Heard through some net friends that someone was branding me a coward , a quitter just for the fact that I am not staying in my country. His point was that I can't take the stress and fast pace of SG and just find an easy way out - That is relocate myself in another foreign land. Am I pissed ? No , not at all , but quiz at such mentality ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My points to leave or even with such people in my country, might even thought of migrating is plain simple ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I do not think that I can't take stress ... but I just simply understand that stress is not a must in life. Most people have to live with it but brighter people can find ways to release it. As for my case, I am much intelligent than most that I am avoiding it, or atleast minimised it ... anything wrong with it ? If a car is heading towards me , I "Siam" ! If you are a hero , you can stay and let it hit you ... and the quitter or coward - ME , will be having the last laugh at the Hero - YOU !&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I am not one that likes to race my life away meaninglessly. I like to go accordingly to my own pace and have time to admire beautiful things that fly pass me ... Again, this is not an easy task for anyone ... Imagine yourself in the Army where everyone is rushing and keeping up the pace and you take your own sweet time ... I can guarantee you that you will be torture and slaughter by the rest, unless you are some White Horses or have some special means of sort ... Therefore, in short, you need to be someone special to dictate the pace of your own life , without affecting the rest and yet living comfortably. You can't leave this pacy life is because you do not have the will and power ... You are weak ! Just like horses in the race course , they was force to race because of the whip of the jockey. And you are a poor beast that are whipped to race ... other than that meaningless race of yours in order to survive, you are are left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that stress and other unfavourable things is part and parcel of life ... but I am not taught that it is neccessities in life, like water and oxygen to survive ... or you must have it to prove your character or for you to brag about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : I am a man, a real man! I can starve myself for a week without food and walk 10 KM eveyday ... That's what my life is all about !&lt;br /&gt;Me : You win, my friend ... I can only not have beer a day and anything further than 3 Km , I either drive or take a cab. The toughest walk for me is on the treadmill when I find I need some excercise or dancing away for hours in discos and pubs to "torture" myself... That's my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is inevitable ... But I have a choice to choose the degree of stress I feel comfortable with, I am not stupid ! If a room is either too hot or too cold , I will not hesitate to move to another better and comfortable room that suits me. Even my damn 4 legged pets are fast in doing just that ... Can I say that people with such mentality, always name calling others that left the country of origin for a better life that suits them, IS WORST THAN MY PETS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parting shot, the courage, character and skills needed to start everything in a foreign land anew is not in every man , and definitely not inthat guy who was hiding under the protection of his father's balls calling others names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-112005974304405196?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/112005974304405196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=112005974304405196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112005974304405196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/112005974304405196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/06/really-cant-understand-such-mentality.html' title='Really can&apos;t understand such mentality ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111955522566403854</id><published>2005-06-24T02:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T02:33:45.683+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/6456/640/haha01-1_1_sPtl7UQ4VYId.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/6456/320/haha01-1_1_sPtl7UQ4VYId.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounter With Alien ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111955522566403854?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111955522566403854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111955522566403854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111955522566403854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111955522566403854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/06/encounter-with-alien.html' title=''/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111907588618946102</id><published>2005-06-18T13:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T13:29:05.003+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Good Direct Translation ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/6456/640/p9omIzIwMjA0O7C1JiM0MDQ4MTs=_s2igDxaPhe7d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/6456/320/p9omIzIwMjA0O7C1JiM0MDQ4MTs%3D_s2igDxaPhe7d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is there special services in KFC ? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111907588618946102?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111907588618946102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111907588618946102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111907588618946102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111907588618946102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/06/very-good-direct-translation.html' title='Very Good Direct Translation ~'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111876087556513530</id><published>2005-06-14T21:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:54:35.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Pet ~</title><content type='html'>When young, I was always given the idea that cold blooded animals is impossible to train and keep as an obedient household pet. How wrong I am ...&lt;br /&gt;In Thailand, there was this hawker, selling coffee and tea on a mobile cart, actually kept a croc as pet. You might say that is no big deal ... unless you know how this croc is taken care and live with him.&lt;br /&gt;This is not a small croc. It is around 3-4 metres long and weight ... I forgot, but it is damn huge.&lt;br /&gt;This croc does not live in a caged compound. It was treated just like anyone keeping a pet dog or kitten. This croc sleeps on a mattress with a pillow, next to the owner. Every morning, the owner has to wake him up and brushes its teeth. Then this croc will tailed the owner around the house, just like a dog, waiting for breakfast to be served. After breakfast (both owner and the croc), the croc will follow behind the owner, as he moves around to prepare for his daily business. While the owner is serving the customers, this croc will just stay quiet/motionless near the serving area. Around 3pm, the owner will pack up and move the mobile cart and the croc , proceed for their daily swim near a river. The croc was swimming with and around the owner, and at times diving down and disappeared in the river... until the owner signals that the swimming session is over. Then you see the unwilling croc, start swimming towards the land, and towards the owner who is lying under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;After the swimming session, upon arriving home, the croc will move to a washing bay and waits for the owner to wash it up with clean water. Then dinner is served. After dinner, while the family is watching TV, again, the croc will lie obediently by the owner's side, till the croc is sleepy. The croc will then move away slowly and make its way back to its bed ... This freaking croc even knows what a pillow is for !!!&lt;br /&gt;I am not writing any fiction ... This is just shown by a Thai program that looks for unusual stuffs, that are real !!!&lt;br /&gt;This croc really makes the cats and dogs weep~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111876087556513530?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111876087556513530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111876087556513530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111876087556513530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111876087556513530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/06/cool-pet.html' title='Cool Pet ~'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111833293916205300</id><published>2005-06-09T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T23:02:19.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Great Misunderstandings ... In Chinese</title><content type='html'>1.护士看到病人在病房喝酒，就走过去小声叮嘱说：“小心肝！” &lt;br /&gt;　病人微笑道：“小宝贝。＂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.一农夫请兽医给猪配种，兽医说：看来需要人工配种。&lt;br /&gt;　农夫犹豫了半天，鼓起勇气说：行是行，就怕它咬我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.有位大嫂在公共汽车上看到一位即将下车的男人掉了包烟在踏板上，于是赶　紧对那男人说：同志，你烟掉了！ &lt;br /&gt;　男人大怒：你才阉掉了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.某男入厕便秘，忽见一人飞奔而入，顷刻风雨交加。&lt;br /&gt;　“哥们儿，真羡慕你呀，那么快。”&lt;br /&gt;　“羡慕啥，没脱裤子呢“ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.某公司招聘，下一位该面试的女孩的英文名是“spring” &lt;br /&gt;　秘书欲借机卖弄一下自己的英语水平，喊道：Hi！那个叫“春“的，轮到你　了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.公交车上，站着的孕妇对身旁坐着的陌生男子说：你不知道我怀孕了吗？ &lt;br /&gt;　只见男子很紧张的样子道：可孩子不是我的呀！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.军中有军*吗？&lt;br /&gt;　军：有呀，没有军纪怎么行！ &lt;br /&gt;　民：真的！要付钱吗？&lt;br /&gt;　军：这还要什么钱呀，我们的军纪都是统一由上面传下来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.一个男人怒气冲冲的冲进某单位，嚷道：这里是动物保护协会吗？&lt;br /&gt;　工作人员：是啊，请问是谁欺负你了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.农夫：我晚上上床后常感觉发冷。&lt;br /&gt;　医生：我也有过，那时我会搂着我太太，就会暖和了。&lt;br /&gt;　农夫：这办法不错，但您太太什么时候方便呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.狱长问临刑前坐在电椅上的死囚：你还有什么要求吗？&lt;br /&gt;　死囚：我只希望你在行刑的时候能握住我的手，让我心里好过一点。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111833293916205300?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111833293916205300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111833293916205300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111833293916205300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111833293916205300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/06/10-great-misunderstandings-in-chinese.html' title='10 Great Misunderstandings ... In Chinese'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111764252691510441</id><published>2005-06-01T23:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:15:26.926+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping For DVDs</title><content type='html'>Finally got myself some free time to shop for some DVDs with a friend .&lt;br /&gt;At one particular shop, a promtional board caught our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This board was placed on top of some R-rated movies, and the writing on the board as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100% Uncensored Version ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Complete story ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful actress ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" She was unconscious ... Surrounded by 7 men! Dragged into a house ... "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Due to this nice description ... my dear friend bought the DVD, and promised to lend it to me the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the show, we agreed that this is indeed a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the title ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111764252691510441?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111764252691510441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111764252691510441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111764252691510441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111764252691510441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/06/shopping-for-dvds.html' title='Shopping For DVDs'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111687535674139378</id><published>2005-05-24T00:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T02:09:16.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Nice ...</title><content type='html'>Sigh~ ...&lt;br /&gt;Recently I found that I really have to be selective over being nice to the opposite sex ...&lt;br /&gt;All along, I have this nature of being nice to people, especially to those less attractive or popular women, who are normally neglected in most gatherings, or rather in most places. I just feel that it is not very nice to ignore those less "fortunate" species in parties, clubs or gatherings and just crowd around those pretty, attractive babes. I have to stress that I do not have weird taste in term of picking a girl or attracted by one ... looks, is definitely very important on first sight ( I know, I am being shallow ... as I realised that figure is equally important too ).&lt;br /&gt;This nobel act of being charitable in creating some hopes and confident to these deprived groups actually back fired ... As said earlier, my criteria of selecting a partner ( ONS , Long and Short Term Relationships ) is definitely not on a anything goes choice, due to the fact that I do not want to ruin my past records of quality catches and not wanting to be disowned by my parents ( Their requirements also include family background, intelligence and career ... which I care less . If go accordingly to their stipulated requirements, I might still be the greatest sort after virgin ...). Anything other than those relationships that will affect the rest of my life, the requirement is plain simple ... that is as long as you are friendly, I don't mind having an extra friend. Recently, this act of being nice and friendly... put me in a stage that I would like to re-think about being CHARITABLE !!!&lt;br /&gt;Before I brag about the incidents, a very important fact is that those gals involved is not any normal guy or even abnormal horny bastards will ever lay an eye on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1 :&lt;br /&gt; In this instance, I actually should not blame them and is not that irritating after all ( After some deep analysis, I should be responsible for it more than anything .... since it is normal for them to be aggressive to hunt me down, as I am indeed a god sent quality prey to them).&lt;br /&gt; I have to repeat myself again that I really admit that I deserved all these ...&lt;br /&gt;This case is just plain natural ... These people's confidence is rekindled and start to aim for the sky, which is trying to make me their "Boy Friend" ( Those smarter or I shall put it as more realistic one , hope to be a memeber of &lt;em&gt;IBNR Club &lt;/em&gt;( Intimate but Not Related ... A.K.A &lt;em&gt;ONS ).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am a victim myself in clubs and gatherings , as I have lost my freedom to roam, and hunt... I am totally suffocated by these timid-----&gt;aggressive creatures.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore it is very true that some good deeds not only don't pay well, it sucks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2 :&lt;br /&gt;This is the scenerio I hated most ... $#$%$%^%^&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;After being nice to these discarded species, these unfortunate spieces ... never even think of thank you for making them feel important and being slightly pampered just like any ordinary woman ... They embarrassed you and make you sick !!!&lt;br /&gt;These discarded species, after having their First Experience ( Which I believe if not for my kind heart ... they will never have it in their miserable life ) being well taken care of ( Taken care means ... err giving some attention to their needs ... Just Moral Needs!!! Like listening to them , lying to them with praises ...) by a guy ... not just ordinary guy (Who? Me la !) can suddenly transformed into some kind of "Touch Me Not" and " 10 Yards Away " character.&lt;br /&gt;Their confidence suddenly exploded to such extent that they believed that their only regret is that they are too busy in their life that they have forgotten to submit their application for Miss Universe Peagent. Anyway ... I have given them hopes in life, so still fine, even though they suddenly drifted away from reality that they are ....ugly ( This is the only better word I can find). If that is the case, I have accomplished my good deeds, why should I get pissed ?&lt;br /&gt;THESE FREAKING SPECIES THINK THAT I AM INTERESTED IN THEM !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some started&lt;/strong&gt; to hint to me that I am not their cup of tea ... Agreed!!! But why hint me ...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some started&lt;/strong&gt; to tell others that I am aftering them ... When on earth I start to like Alien ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some started&lt;/strong&gt; demanding me to do this do that ... Hey ! Initially, I am being friendly and nice, nothing more than that ... And if I am demanded by my friends ... no complains ! The freaking thing is these women thought that I should do as demanded ... because I am a suitor !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some started&lt;/strong&gt; expecting me to buy them drinks, buy them things ... Hello!!! Christmas is still far too early and me no Santa either !!!&lt;br /&gt;The greatest joke is when I was asked by a friend to call one of these species ( This fucker friend of mine is having a party ... and this ugly bitch is a common friend. Actually, she will never be in the invitation list if not that she had overheard about this party. Due to the fact that we are all quality hunters, no one is interested in wasting the time and money to make that call to that boar like creature ... For god sake , I did it !) And below is some extract from the conversation on the phone ... sobz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hello XXX , I was asked to let you know about the party, hope to see you there.&lt;br /&gt;She : I've knew about the party and you actually need not call me. Anyway, I know you are a nice guy, but I am not interested lor ... I really hope I did not hurt you. Furthermore, I am going to appy for air stewardess job and might not be in town so often ... Bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;Me : Huh ? Me and you ? What you mean ?&lt;br /&gt;She : Nevermind ... I got a incoming call , see you in the party .&lt;br /&gt;Me : ................&lt;br /&gt;For those people that know me long enough can imagine this : The look on my face with mouth wide open, blood dripping down from my eyes and nose  ... with my mobile phone falling off from my hand in slow motion ... slowly smashing onto the hard ground ...  Nearly stunned me to death !!! Her dream of being air hostess ? Even the new invention of the Big Air Bus can't take off with her size and weight onboard ... I started to regret on my good deeds ...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I have indeed slowly tarnishing my image through all these charitable deeds, and I definitely need to put an end to all these ... All my friends are cursing at me that I am creating monsters and puting life into them and these dying creatures are rampaging the world again. My friends insisted that I should do something about it , as I have also make these monsters falsely realised that they too can survive in the party world, and it is creating an unacceptable ugly scene in the party world ... Since this disater is from me , from me being nice ... I will reverse it back to the acceptable level of the party world . I will be freaking mean and start tearing down all those confidence that I have built for these creatures and even destroy little pride from their parents, pushing down to the lowest level of hell ... Not even god can save them ! And they will disappeared from the surface of the earth , following the foot steps of dinosaurs ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, the party ... That oversized, overweight, hopeful stewardess-to-be will be my 1st victim ... Muhahahahhahaa ... Not for humiliating me ... but for my poor mobile that sacrificed .&lt;br /&gt;It will definitely be awakening night for the monsters world ... And the world will be clean and back to normal again !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111687535674139378?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111687535674139378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111687535674139378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111687535674139378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111687535674139378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/05/being-nice.html' title='Being Nice ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111608316204503061</id><published>2005-05-14T21:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:06:02.050+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Already 20 years ... Still Missing U</title><content type='html'>Dear Sis Barbara ,&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 20th year ... How time flies .&lt;br /&gt;20 years ago , 2 weeks before you make that tradgic decision to leave us , we are still talking about your Birthday Celebration a week later , during your SG trip .&lt;br /&gt;I was in my JC first year and you are such a nice sister to me . You even consoled me when I was actually unhappy that I can't be in HKG for your Birthday , due to my study . You said that I will have alot of opportunities to visit HKG in future and you will show me around.You even said that I am still too young for parties. That is the last time ... we have supper and a good chat . Offcourse, I still managed to talk to you on your birthday on the phone, but it was just too short ... it was just far too short for me to notice anything wrong. Even if I can , I doubt I can do anything ... I am still a teenage and those are "ADULT" problems.&lt;br /&gt;I never try to remember this day ... I swear ! It just come to me every decade ... dun ask me why. I actually missed it last year , the year before last ... But I dreamt of you again last night and was awoken ... All the past memories which I discarded long ago came back again .&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this is to tell you (If you are still around ...looking over me), that I miss you and have not forgotten you , and Sis , it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;HKG is no longer a place I need people to show me around (Now it is my second home) , and I can party as and when I like ... But it is juz sooooo different and incomplete, when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dear sister, since you did not fulfill what you promise ... You will have to be the one to lead me when my last day arrives.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you much , even though it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111608316204503061?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111608316204503061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111608316204503061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111608316204503061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111608316204503061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/05/already-20-years-still-missing-u.html' title='Already 20 years ... Still Missing U'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111605550447370093</id><published>2005-05-14T14:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T14:40:17.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Monk Who Is Always Game ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this always advancing world ... you can't solely live on religion .&lt;br /&gt;You need to keep track about everything ... so not to be outdated with what you preach ...&lt;br /&gt;This Monk really need to know about these Games ... probably make his preaching alot easier to the fellow young people ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the Buddhism teaching : If I don't volunteer to go hell , no one will !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/640/pViuYaRIqrquVLzW_0hcw4kf1GNZg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/320/pViuYaRIqrquVLzW_0hcw4kf1GNZg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hell Rider  !!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111605550447370093?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111605550447370093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111605550447370093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111605550447370093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111605550447370093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/05/monk-who-is-always-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111591308675849454</id><published>2005-05-12T22:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:58:48.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even KFC Got Screwed In China ...</title><content type='html'>A lot of businessmen thought that the huge market available in China is a dream market ... Quite true , if all these imitations are taken care of ...&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore , if you have to look at yourself again whether are you that quick witted like these people ...&lt;br /&gt;Think twice ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/640/12084430_228139_xwS0pdQPAuT5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/320/12084430_228139_xwS0pdQPAuT5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In China you really have to see very clearly of the things you buy , food you eat and places you visit ... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111591308675849454?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111591308675849454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111591308675849454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111591308675849454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111591308675849454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/05/even-kfc-got-screwed-in-china.html' title='Even KFC Got Screwed In China ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111584055858528600</id><published>2005-05-12T02:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:16:14.520+07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's My Kind Of Babe ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/640/untitled2_JXilDbn9AEun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/320/untitled2_JXilDbn9AEun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Cool T-Shirt Not Only Kick Ass ... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another cool guy who created something ... A modification of Jay Chou's MTV into something R-rated . The lyrics and the vocal  ... Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;If Jay Chou got a chance to see this modification , he probably kill himself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.0rz.net/chacha.wmv" target="_blank"&gt;http://video.0rz.net/chacha.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the R-rated version of this Pop Song of Jay Chou !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111584055858528600?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111584055858528600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111584055858528600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111584055858528600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111584055858528600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/05/thats-my-kind-of-babe.html' title='That&apos;s My Kind Of Babe ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12816756.post-111582357171406314</id><published>2005-05-11T21:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:06:51.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out the balloon before you blow ...</title><content type='html'>Don't take little things for granted ... Check before you blow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/640/A4BDA5J_1115721965_cyD89mx56qmQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/49/5713/320/A4BDA5J_1115721965_cyD89mx56qmQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Blow Job ... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12816756-111582357171406314?l=immoral13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/feeds/111582357171406314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12816756&amp;postID=111582357171406314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111582357171406314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12816756/posts/default/111582357171406314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://immoral13.blogspot.com/2005/05/check-out-balloon-before-you-blow.html' title='Check out the balloon before you blow ...'/><author><name>Kitazawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096017273980746227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://www.phuketv3.com/4_FBtZd8gNefCO.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
