31.1.07

AU NATURELLE HEALTHDRINK

1. Find yourself a big fat tarantula and put it in the blender.

2. Add chopped fruits or nuts, personally I prefer bananas [don't cut too thickly].

3. Add milk and sugar, it is best to add the spider after this point as they tend to avoid liquids and may attempt to escape.

4. Turn on the blender. Do not stop if you still see a few of those crunchy legs.


5. Mission Accomplished! pour in a tall glass and serve with ice.

6. Enjoy to the last drop.







30.1.07

THE RETURN


Superman, Batman, Douglas McArthur and the L.A. Lakers had their fair share of great returns. I wish I had more than a spectacular reason to stage my comeback... something in the likes of:

"I was on mission to save rare giant fly larvaes in mozambique...." or "I was out in the amazon for months trailing a unique specie of flying leeches"

Sigh! 15,552,000 seconds had passed from the last post, and I have nothing great to say, except these words:

I'm Back!

28.7.06

BEIRUT AND ME...


This woman loves Beirut... suddenly, i do too!

26.7.06

THE BATTLE CONTINUES

THE MILE-HIGH CLUB FAILURE

Mile-High club is an elite group of perverts who engage in sex while onboard an aircraft. Some claim that the atmospheric pressure intensifies their orgasms, others go at it for the thrill of getting caught. I personally think a lot of 'em female flight attendants are just downright hot and are damn cockteasers.

Membership to this elite club requires nothing less than an orgasm at least a mile above the ground, though it doesn't apply on skyscrapers. A growing number of people have been bold enough to join the club. With thrills come risks, chances are no one will ever catch you, no one will ever know, if you do get caught, it will even increase the chance of a mile-high orgy.

A daring duo piloting a small 2-seater plane tried to enlist themselves to the club. They must've spent a considerable amount of time trying to seal the deal. Unfortunately, unlike passenger jets, there is no one flying the plane as both of them were too busy humping their brains out. Ironically, both of them were professional pilots. The plummeted to their orgasmic deaths, they probably knew what was coming. They were the first recorded case of a mile-high failure.

Whatta way to go huh?