Red Empress: HELL flavoured: taste like valentine

Choonie's Meme

2008-03-02T21:42:00.000-08:00

Thanks to Choonie for the tag. It’s been quite sometime since I did any tags, so here goes.

Rules

Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it total 20 questions, then tag to 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. You must link to the one who tag you, then spread it to 8 people, let the game go on, return the tag to sender is prohibited.

1. What is your dream during your childhood?
To become Superman; I never wanna leave the barber if they don’t do the front curl thing to my hair.

2. Are you happy at this point in your life?
Nope, never was and never will be, I am a rocker, I am supposed to be suicidal and shit. Suppose to waste my life away with sex, drugs and alcohol and Pepsi too YAY!!!

3. Which colour you like most?Black or White?
I suppose I will go with white because Nigga likes white chicks

4. What is the average speed of feces falling out of an ass?
I am not sure. You tell me…

5. Where is the place you wanted to go most? Why?
To Hell when I die because that is where all the happening people are going, I don’t wanna be labeled as non happening.

6. Which part of you that you love the most?
The part where the girl’s dress comes off and I am about to let her get acquainted with my KL tower XD

7. When you encounter a sad moment, what would you do?
Turn on some 80s videos, because by looking at those fools’ hairstyle and fashion, I feel much better or maybe watch Roots.

8. What are you scared to lose the most?
My dick? Isn’t that what all men fear?

9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her? Or just keep secret in heart, observing by yourself?
I would confess to her but not him. But to answer your question, I will most definitely bring it out in the open and tell her how I feel and if I get rejected, I would probably say “I was just kidding, you didn’t take me seriously did you” as a comeback line.

10. List out 3 good points of the one who tag you.
- blogs about sex,
- offer me ang pow for CNY if only I went to Kuching
- her student reads her blog which I think is very cool

11. What are the requirements that you wish for your another half?
I am not a judgmental person I am not that picky, just one perk will do – perfect….and maybe very hot with sexy lips and legs that can go on forever, tits that are not too big or small, sharp is nice, long jet black hair, listens to rock, smells good, gives good head, can lap dance, doesn’t mind me looking or talking to other girls, not too skinny and not too meaty, doesn’t get offended with nigga jokes, young, hot, sexy, likes getting naked, likes getting undress, and to be undress, doesn’t wear front opening bras, likes WWE, likes triple H, likes role play, lets me drink all the Pepsi I want to, doesn’t whine, likes to clean up after dinner,….hmmm I am not that fussy

12. Which type of person you hate most?
I’m a lover not a hater.hmmm…maybe…a nigga, a nigga wannabe, people who hate nigga, people who like nigga and people who are indifferent to nigga.

13. What is your ambition?
To at least once a month, to wake up before 8am in the morning, then slowly move on to once a week and finally to every weekday…so that I can get a job.

14. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad.
The level of hotness?
>>Hot = good
>>Less Hot = bad

15. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
My dream will be having all my other dreams come true…

16. What do you think that is most important in your life?
People around me that I love and my guitars :D

17. Who’s your favourite cartoon character?
PATRICK STAR YAYY!!!!

18. What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?
Get as many women pregnant as possible….Because I don’t have to be held responsible after that.

19. Do you think people who wears fake eyelashes are hot?
Depends on that person, come on…if a hot Tranny doesn’t wear fake eye lashers I will still think it is hot.

20. What do you expect from this coming election?
Hmmmm…to see the party which I am putting my gambling money on wins..to make up for money lose in last world cup.

Name 8 person that you were like to tag:

Jorge Alberto Lopez-Orozco
Jason Derek Brown
Victor Manuel Gerena
Alexis Flores
Glen Stewart Godwin
Robert William Fisher
James J. Bulger
Usama Bin Laden

The Faithful Wife

2008-02-08T03:06:00.000-08:00

Kaidan Six: The Faithful Wife

A mean husband didn't appreciate his sweet young wife. He soon dumped her to marry a rich woman, who was also mean. After 10 years, he realized he had made a drastic mistake, as riches had not brought him happiness. The face of his sweet young wife kept appearing to him in dreams. His scolding rich wife continued to make him miserable, until he burned down the house with her in it.

As he left to find his young wife of 10 years ago, he vowed he would still love her--no matter how old and how ughly she may have become. To his extreme surprise, he found her in the same house, as sweet and as lovely as ever. She was not vengeful or jealous, but ran to meet him with tears of joy. "At last you have come back! Now I can rest in peace!" Oddly enough, even the room remained as it had 10 years ago; nothing had changed.

They spent a happy night together just talking, until at last they both crawled into bed exhausted. Her long black hair like the raven's feathers lay soft and shiny on the pillow.

In the morning, he was awakened by an icy wind blasting through the room. As he snuggled to his wife for extra warmth, something hard and bony jabbed him. When he opened his eyes, he found to his horror that he was snuggled next to a bleached, whitened skeleton with long, black matted hair. Worms crawled out of the eye sockets. The room had changed drastically. No longer was it cozy and comfortable. Bare walls were splintering and unkept. The broken shutters flapped in the wind. Cobwebs hung everywhere. It was as if the place had not been lived in for many years.

He ran screaming from the house. A huge shaggy bear with baleful eyes waited to gobble him up. Only his shoes were left. The wind blew them into the pond.

That night a passing villager heard a man and a woman's laughter coming from the decaying house. He fled past it, as he knew that the young woman who had once lived there died 10 years ago, wasting away from grief when her husband left. The following morning two skeletons, instead of one, lay in the bed on the floor. And the two ghosts lived happily ever after.

if you have a ghoulish tale, stories from your local village or perhaps a personal experience to share, please do email it to me at xniquet@gmail.com and I hope i can published it in my blog and add to my Kaidan collection and i hope that i can gather enough before the next Hungry Ghost Festival.

Yurei

2008-02-05T22:52:00.000-08:00

Kaidan Five: Yurei

If the soul of the dead is not purified, it can return to the land of the living in the guise of a ghost. Also, if a dead person is not delivered, through prayer, from personal emotions such as jealousy, envy or anger, the spirit can return in a ghostly guise. The ghost haunts the place where it lived and persecutes those responsible for his or her bitter fate. The ghost will remain until released from its suffering through the good offices of a living person who prays that the soul of the dead may ascend.

During the Heian era (794-1185) it was believed that ghostly spirits floated above the living causing disease, plague and hunger. In the Kamakura era (1185-1333) a belief was reinforced that spirits turned into small animals, such as raccoons and foxes, that led people astray. Household objects, when a hundred years old, could become deities in the Muromachi period (1336-1573). These venerable objects were thought to possess special powers and were treated with care and respect. And in the Momoyama (1573-1600) and the Edo periods (1603-1868) there was a belief that if a man died of disease or in an epidemic, he turned into a monstrous demon.

Heartbroken Snake

2008-02-05T01:33:00.001-08:00

Kaidan Four: Heartbroken Snakes

In Japanese folklore there are tales told of people who turned into snakes after death because of their evil ways and their miserly habits. A male becomes a serpent because his desires are not satisfied in life. A female snake appears as an attractive woman who marries a human: if rejected by her lover, her jealously will cause disaster. Women are often associated with snakes because of tales told of them being fierce and possessive towards their lovers. Children born of the union of a snake with a human may either appear as a serpent or as a human with snake-like qualities. They appear in the dreams of their family and friends, asking them to pray for the release of their souls from their snake-like bodies. The relative either reads a Buddhist sutra or recites special prayers. Then the soul is saved and the snake-body is shed. Some people are reborn in the guise of snakes after death when they wish to avenge wrongful deeds. The avenger’s ghost in Japanese lore is usually considered heroic. Snakes were not always thought of as symbols of evil, but also of love with no bounds.

Long ago in Keicho era, there lived a beautiful girl in Senju in the province of Musashi. A bachelor called Yaichiro fell in love with her and sent her many missives of love to her; but she did not respond. Yaichiro died of sorrow, and the girl married someone else. On the morning after the wedding, the couple didn’t emerge from their room. When the bride’s mother entered, she found the bridegroom dead, and a snake crawling out of one of the bride’s eyes. The villagers believed that the snake was none other than the heartbroken Yaichiro.

True Tales of Tokyo Terror Taxis

2008-02-04T04:13:00.000-08:00

Kaidan Three:True Tales of Tokyo Terror Taxis

It was a stormy autumn night, near Aoyama Cemetery, where he picked up a poor young girl drenched by the rain. It was dark, so he didn't get a good look at her face, but she seemed sad and he figured she had been visiting a recently deceased relative or friend. The address she gave was some distance away, and they drove in silence. A good cabbie doesn't make small talk when picking someone up from a cemetery.

When they arrived at the address, the girl didn't get out, but whispered for him to wait a bit, while she stared out the window at a 2nd floor apartment. Ten minutes or so passed as she watched, never speaking, never crying; simply observing a solitary figure move about the apartment. Suddenly, the girl asked to be taken to a new address, this one back near the cemetery where he had first picked her up. The rain was heavy, and the driver focused on the road, leaving the girl to her thoughts.

When he arrived at the new address, a modern house in a good neighborhood, the cabbie opened the door and turned around to collect his fare. To his surprise, he found himself staring at an empty back seat, with a deep puddle where the girl had been sitting moments before. Mouth open, he just sat there staring at the vacant seat, until a knocking on the window shook him from his reverie.

The father of the house, seeing the taxi outside, had calmly walked out bringing with him the exact change for the fare. He explained that the young girl had been his daughter, who died in a traffic accident some years ago and was buried in Aoyama Cemetery. From time to time, he said, she hailed a cab and, after visiting her old boyfriend's apartment, asked to be driven home. The father thanked the driver for his troubles, and sent him on his way.

The Story of the Beautiful Maid -Okiku

2008-02-04T01:10:00.000-08:00

Kaidan Two: The Story of the Beautiful Maid -Okiku

According to Shinto beliefs, all people have a soul called "reikon." When a person dies, the reikon leaves the body and joins the souls of its ancestors. However, when a person dies suddenly by murder, is slain in battle, commits suicide, or when he or she hasn't been given an appropriate funeral, the reikon may become a yuurei (Ghost) to seek revenge. Many yuurei are female ghosts who suffered badly in life from love, jealousy, sorrow, or regret. Male yuurei are less common.

Yuurei usually appear in a white kimono, which people were buried in the old days, and have no legs. They also wear a white triangular piece of paper or cloth (hitaikakushi) on their forehead. They usually appear between 2 and 3 a.m.

Okiku works as a maid at the home of the samurai Tessan Aoyama. One day while cleaning a collection of ten precious ceramic plates, which is a family treasure, she accidentally breaks one of them. The outraged Aoyama kills her and throws the corpse into an old well. Every night afterwards, Okiku's ghost rises from the well, slowly counts out nine plates and then breaks into heartrending sobs, over and over and over again, tormenting the samurai. Finally, vengeance is wrought when Aoyama goes insane.

With this tale told, wet your fingers and pinch out the fire of the second candle.

A Cautionary Tale of Sex with the Dead

2008-02-03T22:56:00.000-08:00

Kaidan One: Under the Peony Lantern – A Cautionary Tale of Sex with the Dead

Long ago, on the first night of Obon, a widowed samurai named Ogiwara Shinnojo sat on his porch, watching the day fade into night. To his surprise, a beautiful young woman and her maid, who was carrying a lantern emblazoned with a peony, walked near. The pair paused to speak with Ogiwara, and he found the young woman's name to be Otsuyu. An instant attachment was formed, and Otsuyu promised to return the following night, at the same time.

From that night onward, always at dusk, she would arrive with her maid, carrying the same Peony Lantern. Ogiwara and Otsuyu rapidly progressed in their affair, and she took to sleeping with him, always leaving before dawn. This relationship continued for some time, and both were happy.

However, a suspicious neighbor, wondering at Ogiwara's new habit of staying awake all night and sleeping the day away, hid outside his house, peeking through a small hole in the wooden wall in order to observe the old man's nighttime shenanigans. Much to his surprise, he uncovered the widowed samurai passionately entwined with a skeleton, packing only scarce, clinging bits of rotting flesh and cobweb-infested long black hair. Half-mad, the neighbor fled screaming from the scene.

The next day he confronted Ogiwara, bringing with him a Buddhist priest who warned of the danger facing his soul. One cannot dally with the dead. Ogiwara took this to heart, and vowed to free himself from the spell of Otsuyu. With the priest's help, he surrounded his house with ofuda, strips of paper upon which are written Buddhist sutras, offering protection from the supernatural. That night, Otsuyu and her maid came as always, but they cried at the steps of his porch, unable to enter the house.

Night after night she returned, begging Ogiwara to remove the ofuda so that they may be lovers again. Slowly, the lonely old man's resistance slipped away, and one night he left his house to join his beloved.

The next morning, he was nowhere to be found. His friends looked far and wide, until the neighbor suggested they search the cemetery. At long last, they found the graves of Otsuyu and her maid, emblazoned with the same peony pattern. Opening the crypts, no one was surprised to see the corpse of Ogiwara, still passionately entwined with his skeletal lover.

With this tale told, wet your fingers and pinch out the fire of the first candle.

I had Death for Dinner

2008-02-01T02:58:00.000-08:00

Don’t a small amount of people die every year after eating this shit I asked Norie; She answered yeah, but the restaurant that we are going, the chef haven’t kill anyone YET. So you are QUITE safe. Deep inside I really wanna do this but somehow coming from a country where usually drivers obtain their driving license by paying Duit Kopi-o (bribe money), somehow just sort of struck me that what if it is the same here for the licensed Fugu Chef. But I don’t wanna be a pussy and back out now, Norie, Kenichi, Hota and I are already on our way there. Hota assured me that I am relatively safe because if I die eating Fugu in that restaurant, I will be the very first and I will be really famous. Experienced Fugu chefs will leave enough poison in the flesh of the fish to give the eaters a little numbness around the lips and tongue and this is what that keeps eaters coming back for more. But sometimes, maybe sometimes the poison is a little too much. Anyway, along the way Hota gave me a little insight about Japan’s favorite delicacy as part of the whole Fugu eating experience.

“It's said that the most poisonous Fugu, "Tora-fugu," is the most delicious. Its toxin makes cyanide look like Aspirin. Just touching a it the wrong way can be deadly. The common blowfish contains enough tetrodotoxin to kill up to 30 adult humans. “In the case of torafugu, the ovary alone sometimes weighs over a kilogram and contains enough poison to kill some 20 people. The poison paralyzes the muscles while the victim stays fully conscious, and eventually suffocates and dies. There is currently no antidote, and the standard medical approach is to try to support the respiratory and circulatory system until the effect of the poison wears off. The chef must have special skills and knowledge about Fugu to be licensed. Poisonous parts of Fugu differ, depending on the kind of Fugu. Because of the strict regulations, the number of deaths is decreasing. Best time to eat them is October to March”

As we reached the place, I just can’t help but to notice but I am flirting with death and this could be my very last meal,. After having the urge of doing this ever since I heard about it, I finally succumbed to the temptation. God damn it, sitting my ass down on the chair waiting for my Fugu set meal, feels like I am sitting on an electric chairand waiting for the switch to be flipped; but what the heck anyway, living is meaningless without a little death, don’t you think so? As the starters came out, deep down inside I thought to myself, this could very much be the beginning ……of the end.

Fugusahi
First, it was the famous grey colored sashimi (Fugu) served with Ponzu dipping sauce (a citrus-like soy sauce).

Yubiki
Next was a salad made with the raw skin and meat of the Fugu eaten green onions and a light citrus dressing.

Fugu-no-karaage

Deep Fry Fugu, contains various other parts of the fish, some meat, some crunchy bone, deep fried with a few vegetables. I love this one, reminds me of Kerepok Lekor (hometown food). But this is a damn expensive Kerepok Lekor.

Fugu-chiri

Lastly, it is steam-boat fugu. You pretty much damn everything into a hot pot cook it and eat, just like Shabu- Shabu

Hirezake
My drink, tea made by brewing up toasted Fugu fins with hot sake.

I did felt a slight tingle on my tongue during the first two courses but not to the extent of numbness. I think the chef was going easy on me and trying like hell not to get me killed. Anyway, it was fun and nerve wrecking experience especially the anticipation and the taking of the first bite. After that it was smooth sailing and deliciously fun.

Total damage done = 7,000 yen (RM213.00/SD93.00) per head and making a grand total damage of 28,000 yen. I think someone amongst us is being poison by the Fugu poison.

I feel for you my wallet.!!!!

Teardrop

2008-02-01T00:10:00.000-08:00

The best thing of being a musician is part of your work is that you get to listen to all sort of music of all genres. No you don’t spend all day practicing and listening to your own stuff but most of the time, you gotta move out of your own music genre to discover new things and then amalgamate it with your own. I was doing that the whole day yesterday, no mixing, mo practicing just listening to all sort of music which I have never heard before and trying to explore as much. As a song writer, sometimes you will stumble upon a song which you like so much that you will wish that you wrote it; I get that feeling every time I listen to Teardrops from Massive Attack.

For those who plays the guitar, try playing along with the song, this is best with acoustic but a clean electric will do just fine.

Standard Tuning:eADGBE

E|---0---------0|

B|-------3---3--|

G|-2---2---2----|

D|--------------|

A|--------------|

e|--------------|

Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Nine night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Stumbling a little
Stumbling a little

**Enjoy playing to the song and do check out Our Lady Peace and Incubus’s cover of this song.

Red Empress: Hell Flavoured

2008-01-29T20:53:00.000-08:00

First of all, I would like to apologize for the lack of vulgarity in this blog during last week. I mean I just wanted to show my respect to Michael who has just passed away. Hence the lack of shits and fucks in my posts; but I promise to make it up to you this week. Come on, how can xniquetx.blogspot.com be lacking of vulgarity. It is like saying Kentucky Fucking Chicken doesn’t sell fucking chicken or McFuckingDonalds doesn’t have fries. One of the reasons I blog is because I can insert as many shits and fucks into my post as I fucking like. As you can fucking see, I have an ass spanking butt licking new layout. No fucking longer this blog will be known as the Red Grosteskes. But it will be known as “Hell Flavoured : taste like Valentine” and like it’s fucking predecessor , it will have a mirror site. The Red Empress and The Mechanical Bride. So what is the fucking difference bitch, you might ask, I not sure how to tell you yet, but for now, I am just going to tell you that it is just the fucking background color. If you are a fucking cleanliness freak and you are into whites, I suggest you read The Mechanical Bride; if you like nice and dirty, long and black and don’t mind having blurred white lines burned into your retina after reading it, you should fucking dig The Red Empress.

Hell yeah bitches, but what the fuck am I going to get from this “Hell flavoured: taste like Valentine”? I would say that the posts will be more towards looking at things from a different fucking point of view, not the usual ones. A point of view which I don’t fucking usually voice out, take for an instance, what do you think of a guy who is trying to court a girl who has already got a boyfriend? Is he just trying to be an ass and trying to show that he can? Or maybe he is just trying to give the girl another option in letting her choose the right one for her? What about a guy who is cheating with a girl who already got a boyfriend, plays her up and leave her. Is the guy just a regular playa or he is just trying to teach the slut a lesson and let the girl see that her boyfriends is the best. What about a guy seducing someone else’s wife? If he a trying to break up the marriage or he is just trying to give the wife an option if the marriage fails? All these are butt fucking moral issues. To some it is pretty clear cut but to those who score lame ass grades for their fucking moral studies, it is pretty hard for them to determine the right and wrong. Because I believe every fucking thing is arguable.

Things are not always what they seem to be, take the song “Like a Virgin” by Madonna. I bet your fucking ass that all of y’all know the song right? Just by looking and listening to the song, you might have guess that this song is about a virgin having sex for the very first time. But it isn’t. The song Like a Virgin is actually a metaphor for big dicks. The song is talking about a super slut, who is a regular fucking fuck machine. I am talking morning, day and night. All she ever has is dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick and dick. If you ask me how many dicks are there I would say there is a fucking lot of dicks. Till one day, she meets this guy with a huge dick and he fucks her. I mean by this time after having some much dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick and dick, she should have been bubble yum and no dick would have given her any tingle. But this guy she met was giving her serious dick action, that she made her feel something that she has long forgotten – Pain, pain, pain and pain, and hence…Like a Virgin. Amen.

So you see try to look at things from a different view sometime, even the most remote ones, you might find and learn something from there. This could be the Absinthe talking, but you know me …

On another note, Norie and Kenichi is back and we are going to have Fugu (puffer fish) this week, I was going to have it last week but I had to leave for US, so we are doing it this week. For your information, Fugu contains lethal amounts of the poison in the internal organs, especially the liver and ovaries, and also the skin. Therefore, only specially licensed chefs are allowed to prepare and sell fugu to the public, and the consumption of the liver and ovaries is forbidden. However, a number of people die every year from consuming improperly prepared Fugu. This is definitely going to be something that I wanna do before I die.

Big Bang!

2008-01-29T01:28:00.000-08:00

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End of Red Groteskes

2008-01-28T00:01:00.000-08:00

something I left for mike

All the picture seems to get this funny flash on that day during the service

I am finally back from US. Things there are pretty much settled, Michael is finally lay to rest in his place of birth and I had my chance to say my last goodbye. After having an almost 20 hours flight time shoved up my ass, it was touchdown Narita Airport early this morning, I manage to get a couple of hours of sleep before I heading to the studio for a meeting today. Now I feel like a whore who has just finished servicing 3,000 black clients. My face is dry and felt like fish scale and my bloody pores are showing. I wonder if all the SKII miracle water and Aloe Vera serum in the world could ever put my face back together again. If a woman loses her voice she will sound like a transvestite, if a man loses his voice he might turn into a baritone, for me now I think I sound like a tranny singing in the baritone section. But the most disturbing thing I found out today is when I stepped on a scale, god damnit I dropped another 3kgs and I haven’t even gain back the ones I lost when I was sick last time. Shit, does that mean I have to give up dreaming of becoming you know who? I must start eating everything in sight to get back my weight.

Anyway, all good things have to come to an end, even the gross, the sick and the grotesque too. This is will be the last post under the red groteskes.

Someone

2008-01-23T23:05:00.000-08:00

3am and there is no one around, I am left alone to fight my demons, I just wish that the day will keep it's trust, but for now I feel like a car crash, my wheels are turning but I am upside down. I toss and turn but I just cannot sleep, maybe I am just hypnotized and I’m paralyzed by a different beat. I like to think that my whole biological clock is being messed up big time because I was traveling from time zone to time zone, I started at GMT +8, then I moved on to GMT+9, just about I was getting use to it, I had to travel to GMT-5 and by tomorrow I will be in another new time zone again, Central time (GMT-6). I am flying to Denver later today and where finally Mike will be lay to rest in his hometown. I am still tossing and turning and I just can’t ignore the echo of thoughts of what I am going to say at the funeral service. I think I will leave that when I am on the plane to Denver, but for now I am better off drifting into dreamland and thinking about Someone :)

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I Dream like New York

2008-01-21T03:04:00.000-08:00

This is my first time in New York; I have always dream of coming here but surely not under these circumstances. I never would have thought that there are so many sorts of people living around in the world until I hit the streets of New York. If New York is a bowl and the people living there is the food, the dish would definitely be a “Rojak” (all mixed up dish). The best thing was when it was just about to rain, suddenly a bunch of people just popped out of nowhere selling umbrellas. A minute ago they weren’t even there but suddenly the streets are filled with umbrella peddlers. Everyone seem to be rushing or trying to catch a train to somewhere, just like Japan, the only difference is in Japan everyone seems to be in a black suit and trying to portray the corporate look, but here everyone seems to be themselves. It kinda reminds me of when I was running the rat race in KL, I didn’t have the spark and fire in me like the people here. So yes, I chase for the train to get to work, from 9 to 5 I only strife only to stay awake. The motivation I had for work was the pay check at the end of the month so that I can pay out my almost maxed out and scratch-fill credit cards. But it was different here, it makes the child inside me dare to dream and believe he can fly. Everyone dreams big here; no wonder it is a great city. Now I really get what Mike mean when he always ask me to dream like New York and aim for the stars.

"How many times, have you tried and failed, have you watch your dreams fade away? Every hero falls, every soldier crawls but remember every dreamer will dream again, there is no failure , unless you quit dreaming, so dream out loud" -Mike

Another thing, there’s street performance almost everywhere like in the train stations, parks, alleys and overpasses. You will get to see and heard all sort of music being played. Especially acoustics. (I simply just love acoustics) This guy Larry Wright the famous street drummer makes about $300 a day as a street musician, If a guy can sit on a stool and bang a bucket for a living, I think I can be one of street musician and try my luck by hitting the streets. I guess it would be interesting, will then you guys about it. Whether I get some spare changes or will I get egg.

Larry Wright bangs the bucket all night long, watch it on YouTube

And Finally to answer the most important question that someone asked me today:

Touchdown JFK

2008-01-20T05:47:00.000-08:00

It was really a cold night when I touch the ground at JFK’s. I left at night and after almost 15 hours; I reach New York about midnight just in time to go to bed again. I was so damn exhausted from the flight not because I didn’t sleep; in fact I slept from the start till the end, so much so that I didn’t bother waking up for the meals. But my mind was just sore and tired, thinking about Michael. It was like an emotional rollercoaster ride thinking about the time that we had together and how he was practically the one who given me support and encouragement. He was a superb musician, a great counselor and most of all a friend. He was like a brother that I never had, he was family. I wouldn’t have been doing what I am doing now if it wasn’t his nudge, I would have still be a beach bum back in Kuantan. The last time we spoken was 2 months ago, he sounded so happy. He found someone special and he planned to come visit me and he really wanted me meet his other half. He told me how he misses the midnight surfing at the beach which left us shivering but was easily remedied by the hot Tom Yum Soup by the beach; singing Karaoke at Megamall’s K-box along side with all the other screaming Mat Rockers (I tell you, you don’t usually see an Ang Mor do that at all); having food with the head and face of the food still intact; eating Asian Oyster which was a lame name for SI HAM (Kerang) and eating Durian and washing it down with a bottle of coke (made him puke like hell). He told me that he was ready to do it all over again. But things don’t always turn out the way you wanted it to be. As all these thoughts races across my mind, I felt tight across my chest and I was fighting to breath.

I swear to God, with all the emo shit that is building up in my head, I really couldn’t think straight. With only USD40 in my wallet and the rest was still in Yen, I was trying to find my way to Mike’s church, which was in Manhattan and I do not know what is the fucking distance between it and JFK airport. It could be fucking miles away or just down the block and with just 40 buckaroos I don’t think it can take me very far but I was going to run on faith and get a cab anyway. But thanks to Bunny who knock some sense into me telling me to be safe than sorry. I guess I should withdraw or change some money before taking a cab but before that I called up Mike’s church and thank god there was some one, and they were so kind to send someone over to pick me up. When I reached the church, I didn’t have anywhere to go for the night so they set me up in one of the co-worker’s office; I had the whole couch to myself, it wasn’t very comfortable but it beats being out in the cold. There will be a service for Michael later on today, so I better try to get as much sleep as possible.

Mikey berposing outside a Kbox booth, getting ready to sing our favorite song there, U2’s With or Without You. But instead of singing we ended screaming, cause I didn’t wanna lose to the Malays in the next booth who was screaming Search’s Isabella

I Tap My Feet to Jazz

2008-01-19T01:51:00.000-08:00

As some of you might already know that I am heading to Boulder tonight to attend Michael’s Funeral. I will be off to JFK first, then I am supposed to meet someone from the Metro New York House of Prayer, and they will arrange for me to get to the city of Boulder, Colorado. All my bags are packed and I am just hours away from leaving. Anyway, someone has been a big time influence on my choice of music these last few days, Now I find myself instead of sticking my tongue out and head banging to Marilyn Manson, I am tapping my feet and occasionally having the urge to dance to Glen Miller or Sinatra's tune. I was never a big fan of Jazz and swing but that doesn’t mean I won’t give it a go; and now I slowing getting the “swing” of it all. I have jammed pack my iPod with feet tapping and ass swinging jazz tunes for the fly, so if you are on the same flight with me to New York tonight and if you feel like you have just hit an air bubble, no it is just me listening ,tapping my feet and swinging my ass to Harry Connick Jr. Looks like I have been all jazzed up by the Jazz bug, but someone has been bitten by the typo bug, so we are even now :D

Here's a little something for you Patrick Star Lovers

Thanks to Calv for sharing Cafe del Mar's tune, they are great, now I can just lay back and enjoy the flight. I love the song " Love Rain Down"

How Fucking Loses Your Weight

2008-01-18T02:33:00.000-08:00

I believe that losing weight is not as complicated as it seems; but some whine and cry about how all the program doesn’t seem to work and how they are just cut out to be overweight. Losing weight just like having sex isn’t rocket science. If you explain this simple weight losing theory to a kid, I bet they will understand it too. The theory is simple.

Calories intake more than Calories Usage

Need I say more? This will only make you fatter and most of us believe that Carbohydrate makes us fat and we follow Aitken’s low Carb-diet, but why are they so many people got fatter after going for the low-Carb diet? Carbohydrate are the food that makes you feel full and satisfy, thus people who uses this diet will tend to eat more of the other stuff to feel satisfy, making the calories intake more than usage.

Calories intake equal Calories Usage

You are going nowhere; might as well gain some weight at least that is also progress.

Calories intake less than Calories Usage

This is the easier way to lost weight, but of course if you want to target a specific area or sculpt your body like say Triple H (Jeng Jeng Jeng, Spit Water), hitting the gym is the best way. Building up muscle and let the muscle eat the fats away. It is the less expensive way of getting a slim figure. But if you have extra cash, you can opt going to so slimming centre to try out their slimming “wanton” wraps.

Now that you know that using weight is easy but the temptation of food and laziness is the killer, start counting your calories intake if you really wanna lose weight. Here’s something to get you started, we all fucking know that sex is an aerobic activity and there are plenty of sources that telling you how much calories you burn while having sex, but they don’t say much about how much calories we burn making the move to have sex.

ACTIVITY CALORIES BURNED

Phone sex 9

If:
-Doing it from a car while driving add 22

-While trying to Parallel Park add 80

Respectful rubbing 17

If:

-In the elevator add 30

-Doing it while standing position on a train add 80

Frantic groping 40

If:

-Lights are off add 60

Removing her bra 11

If:
-You can’t figure out how it opens add 50

Buying condoms 6

If:
-You are shy or self-conscious add 55

-You don’t know your size add 108

Talking dirty to each other 16

If:
-In a British accent add 1.5

-In Mandarin add 3

-In Teo Chew add 5

Insert diaphragm 4

If:
-She does it add 14

-He does it add 572

-It pops out add 11

Chasing the popped out diaphragm 67

If:
-Retrieving it from under the bed add 80

-You don’t know where it went and you were going to have sex with someone other than your girlfriend or wife and your girlfriend or wife is coming home in a couple of hours time add 99999999999999999++

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INNIT 2020: How Nuffnang's INNIT was Owned

2008-01-14T23:23:00.000-08:00

Firstly, sorry for the lack of updates, because I have been really caught up with the upcoming single’ release which is by the end of the first quarter of 2008. I will be heading to Boulder, Colorado this weekend to attend a very close friends funeral. Currently Kenichi is out of town working on another project and Norie is up north visiting her parents. So I pretty much spent my time here working on and whacking off to my own songs.

And my views on the incident that happened in Innit which I like to call it WAWASAN INNIT 2020, you can bring the horse to the water but you can’t make it drink the water. (If you don’t understand what I am saying, just go read about post that whine and cry about that incident and you will understand) Anyway, aren’t you all not a bit curious that all the sex post got the top most post in on that day got 20 Nangs each? My sources said that INNIT had just been owned by a group of “nangers” somewhere who is trying to make a statement. The aftermath is you see people sitting on their back in their tight underwear or panties like their pubic hair is all tangled up, whining, crying and blogging about who pee in their morning breakfast bowl. Yes, the blog has given us the power to whine and cry, bitch, criticized and bad mouth about others, and it sure hell gives us the right to blog about sex and perversion. It really is up to the readers to choose what they wanna read. A very famous person once said, “What good is the internet if not for watching fucked up sex that you never going to have“, I don’t know how true is that but I am sure hell know a lot of people are doing it. If you ask me to choose between a post that talks about sex or a post which is good only for badmouthing or criticizing another human being. I’ll go for the porn man, because I have never believed in talking shit about human being. Because no we are not a unique snowflakes, deep down inside we are all made up of the same organic shit. But it is how we bring ourselves and treat each others that make us stand out from the rest. In other words respect.

Okie, enough whining, *changes tight underwear and straighten tangled pubic hair* I feel like a bitch now, will someone bitch slap me? Time to go back to work…

How to get into a Hot Girl’s Good Book...

2008-01-12T22:17:00.000-08:00

And then her pants...

Flirt. Flirt shamelessly. Flirt like there is no fucking tomorrow. Flirt like your sperm count depends on it. Stop fearing that rejection because no one is too damn bored enough to observe you. Even fucking losers like the financial accountant, civil servants engineer, or the freaky IT guy have a decent chance of bagging for a night of worth of fun. When you flirt with a gorgeous woman, you will crack them up and it will force them to review why they are seated next to the fat old geezer with the old Mercedes instead. The God-blessed truth is that gorgeous women can’t make out with an expensive car, or their LV bags or smelly cash. So getting it on with a hot woman doesn’t have to be a wet dream.

For those guys who think that have to build up themselves before they hit on the girls, let me tell you something, women not are not necessary looking for 1. Solution from you 2. Financial help 3. A ride 4. A husband. They don’t need people to fucking take care of them; they have their secretaries for that. Yes, there still women who thinks that they have a better chance of getting hit by a lightning than marrying after the age of 35, but something has changed. Women are like low hanging fruits waiting to be grabbed. Their selections ranged from the waitress, the office ladies, the undergrads and yes even the pole dancers. If you have self confidence issue, try flirting with the waitress first – just for warm up. Next time when you see her coming, tell her you couldn’t help but notice that she holds the bottle charmingly. When we flirt, the women whether they admit it or not – are thrilled by it and trust me, they will remember you for it. They enjoy it, desire it and crave it. There is a naughty little Paris Hilton in all of them - if you know how to smoke her out.

Crucial note:

There is a supra vast difference between smart, funny jokes that tease girls and sleazy, gutting-turning sexual offers that makes the girls run back to their parents. There is nothing more pathetic than a man who laughs at his own jokes. Remember brothers, CONFIDENCE does not equate COMPETENCE. So just be yourself, drop those thoughts of writing love poems or songs, sending 9,999 roses’ bullshit and grow some sense of humor because it is not the lovey-dovey or rich guy who always gets the girl, the funny one always does.

Well, people I have been sick yesterday and today, I had to take a break and stay home even though there is crap load of mixing work to be done in the studio. Norie is back with her bf for the weekend, so that pretty much leaves me, myself and I. So much so that I even have time to write the piece of self help crap above. I haven’t been going out these days, so there is any updates on my dirty sex-capes in Tokyo but I am going to have Fugu this week, so it would be a rather interesting first for me and I hope I won’t die before I get the chance to post about it.

*Sips a mouth full of instant Miso soup, crosses fingers and starts recovering *

The Naugthy Japanese Girl

2008-01-10T21:09:00.000-08:00

This is what you get when you have a naughty Japanese girl waiting for you to finish up your work. [Click on the above picture to large and look at all the icons there] I tell you, I used to have a very respectable desktop with only one recycle bin icon. But after Norie is thru with it, I have like shitload of homemade porn clip sitting on my desk top. How did it get there? Well, I was reading Waifon’s blog and I happen to stumble across this Sabul’s Blog and he had this post called “Anugerah Juara Sabul” which featured 60 over homemade porn flick. So to keep Norie occupied while I work, I showed her the link and ask her to knock herself out. When I return to her shortly, I could hear her laughing non-stop and my desktop has turned into a porn infested nest, Out of the 60 over porn clips from that site I have 56 clips sitting on my desktop, meaning that naughty girl have been watching almost all of them. She told me it was hilarious and she showed me the good ones, so I return I shall review the clips for you all:

Title: Awek Pakai Baju (Girl Wearing Dress)

Synopsis: a guy making video of her girlfriend getting dress, after she puts on her panties, her boyfriend ask her to take it off again because he forgot to zoom in her vagina. After that she proceed on to wear her clothes and “Tudung” veil . Famous quote from the clip” Jahatnya, Peragawati ni”.

Title: Tangga (Stairs)

Synopsis: I think the video maker is some sort of a peeping tom, making a video of a couple making out at a stairs. The killer part of this clip is at the end when the couple finally look up and found themselve looking straight at the camera man ..wukakakakkaka…”couple sudah femes”(Couple becoming famous)

Title: Tandas (toilet)

Synopsis: A couple making porn flick in the toilet, but with a horrid ending. The guy points his dick at the camera and wipe it with a some toilet paper. Wat –da-fuck!!!

Title: Tandas Lagi (toilet again)

Synopsis: typical porn in the public toilet, guy sits on toilet bowl and girls sits on guy’s dick, end of story.

Title: BJ ofis bertudung (BJ in office with veil)

Synopsis: a girl with “tudung” waiting for her bf to zoom in her face and when it was done she was given the signal to suck it.

Title: Kelam Kabut (Chaos)

Synopsis: Half way fucking, girl had to pick up an important call from come one important I guess. But the guy didn’t stop fucking.

Title: Awek Puting Besar (girl with big nipples)

Synopsis: Seeing is believing, god dammit.!!! Almost 1/3 of the surface taken by it.

Title: Hotel

Synopsis: seeing that all the people in the clips were Malay, I was surprise to find a Cantonese speaking Chinese clip. It starts with the hero smoking a cigarette, but the heroin could wait anymore, so the hero quickly puts out the ciggy and started fucking the girl, but I think he didn’t put out the cigarette properly because smoke was coming out from below the camera and it look as if the hero was fucking the heroin until smoke came out. I must say this is the best homemade clip ever; got smoke effect some more XD.

Well, I think I better stop reviewing the clips before I really get label as a degenerate, if you are interested drop that Sabul guy’s site. So, you see I did watch porn with Norie, but things didn’t get all steamy because if it did, both of us would have been humping on the photocopy machine, the pantry, under the desk or on the server like wilder beasts. But the porn left us with aching stomach because we laugh too hard. But it was all good and educative for Norie because she got to see how a girl who wears “Tudung” look like. God I do hope she doesn’t think that all the porn in our region is a fucking joke.

Beside, being able to watch comical porn while we were in the office, Norie and I decided to make our own ringtone, so that it can be our caller ID. So we used all the equipment and instrument in the studio and came up with this. Man I love being in the studio. The cutest thing about Norie is when she gets excited, she will momentary forget that I am not Japanese and belt out a thousand super fast Japanese words that makes me blur and that was what happened here.

OK I'll Be By Your Side

2008-01-09T02:18:00.001-08:00

Today, don't really have the time to type much because I am petty busy with the post production thing, so i will just post up a bunch pictures of things that happen in the studio.

For lunch, home made unagi and rice that Norie made :)

I'll leave you will the intro to our latest recording, the song is made to play loud, so turn it up if you are listening to it :)

This song is dedicated to a certain someone who needed a nudge :)

The Legendary Used Panties Machine

2008-01-07T20:02:00.000-08:00

For those who read my previous post on the train café and wanted to know what else happened, I think it was just a little too much of information to let loose but I can tell you there was another 6 more girls completely Kawaii and all dressed up in different attired. God damnit ! There was even a nurse going to work and she was wearing those pantyhose thingy. I was too much in a grope and smack frenzy, that I forgot my name and thus couldn’t recall what the hell happened in there..fufufufufu…pssst, I tell you what really happened if I see you all in MSN, just ask me. I am getting paranoid, what if my mum learns how to operate the computer overnight and accidentally stumble across my blog? Die, must call back tonight to find out if my mum knows how to operate the compute or not.

You know I think I might have some kind of super power; every time I have to wake up early for something important, I will fucking beat the alarm clock by waking up a couple of minutes earlier to switch it off. So if anyone of you think you have this super power too, why don’t we gang up and form superheroes league of something so that we can wear cool costume and have an excuse to show off our underwear? Anyway, it happened to me again this morning, it wasn’t 1 minute or two, but I woke up 30 minutes earlier despite having slept just a little over 4 hours only. Why? Because I had recording today and today I will be working with some of Japan’s finest musician and I really don’t wanna screw up. I have been practicing on my guitar riffs and solo the whole day in the studio while waiting for Norie to finish her training because we had an agenda later on that evening. Man, I fucking hell tell you, the more I practice, the worse I become. Towards the end my level of confidence drops from hero to zero. Bloody hell, I shouldn’t have practice at all. But thanks to McPinkie who told me the story about how she made a complete fool of herself in front a cute Japanese music examiner ; I feel better already , because I can’t possibly be that bad…fufufufufufu…joking . Anyways, yesterday ended with Norie and me going out for a late supper and then going on a hunt for the legendary “Love Machine”; People across the world said it was an urban legend, some say it was a myth but here in Japanese, every fucking Toyota, Daihatsu and Honda knows it exist.

You see in the 1980s, there was this machine that was called “white machine” or “love machine” that dispense freshly sealed folder pair of used panties complete with the previous owner’s picture (usually school girls) and a seductive message - it is something like fortune cookie but instead getting to eat the cookie all you get is a pair of used panties that is good enough for you to smell. In the earlier 1990s, 3 smart ass business men positioned and stocked up 90 of this god forsaken machine across Tokyo and claiming that the “panties are 100% guaranteed wore by a Japanese school girl”. The authorities were not amused, and the 3 smart ass business men were charged for not having a license to conduct their business. The authority claimed that used clothing e.g. used panties falls under the category of antiques and the 3 business men hadn’t apply for it. In addition to that, they had committed fraud advertising because that was not way to prove that the panties were really worn by a school girl. Since then the machine just sort of disappear. But it is hard to keep something that is highly in demand from never resurfacing. Just like pirated DVDs or CDs in many countries. Because, many have seen this legendary machine around Tokyo and it still exist. Norie and I was on a hunt for this machine, because I wanted to get a little decoration piece from Japan to spice up my room. We didn’t manage to locate any “love machine” but manage to find a shop that sells sealed up used panties that comes in a very cool plastic case. I gotta get one because I simply love the packaging. But that doesn’t mean we our quest for the “Holy” machine ends here. We get back to y’all if I manage to spot one. Will take orders if anyone of you are interested :P

My very own freshly sealed used panties that cost me around 4,800 yen (RM144.00)

Coming back to the question of whether have I taken Norie’s offer of watching the DVD with her? Well, frankly I haven’t decided yet but most of the girls said that I shouldn’t and most of the guys said I should. I will tell you what I think in my next post because I am outta time today and I need to be going in recording now…

Waking up next to a beautiful lady in the morning; I got my chance to get back at her for trying to take my wake up look previously.

Diary of a Pervert

2008-01-06T00:26:00.000-08:00

[Undated]

Dear diary,

I have a naughty little tale to tell. *quivering breathing* , plucked from the pages of this blogger’s history--- messed up but true, and it guarantee to stimulate the senses. The story of x; a ravishing Young (ahem) blogger whose sexual fantasies runs the gamut from threesome to tensome, or some of you may call it orgy. But who doesn’t dream of indulging in every spasm of lust? Feeding the depraved hunger. Owing to his stay in Tokyo, x is granted to do just that; inflicting perversion and pleasure with equal zest. Until one day, x found himself in the mercy of a girl every bit as perverse as he; a girl whose skill in the art of perversion exceeded his own. *gasp*

Let me take you back to x’s birthday, which you don’t have to go back very far, because it just happened to be yesterday. A bunch of his friends offered to bring x to the infamous café somewhere in Tokyo’s Ikebukuro. It was no ordinary café, because every hour customers with get to ride a stimulated train complete with hand straps and fulfill their most perverted fantasies by groping the females inside the train to the heart’s content. In simple words, it was a breast and ass buffet.

Let me just explain to you how the perverse yet magnificent system works. The male paying customer will board the train and is to remain standing in one place only; with women (employees) coming and going at each train stop for the duration of 20 minutes. To stimulate realism, each stop provides stop announcement s that comes from the loudspeakers, just like our shitty Putra LRT only it is in Japanese. It is also signifies the change of the buffet spread for the males. The male customers are free to run their dirty hands up a nearby girl’s skirt or fondle her breast from behind. However, contact beneath a girl’s undergarment is forbidden. Each girl has a blow whistle and if a violation is committed, she will blow the whistle and the perpetrator will be thrown down the train.

x could almost felt his heart right up to his throat when he boarded the train because even though x was a natural bra un-hooker and have already fondle hundreds of boobies or many not that much, maybe 10s of boobies in his life but he has never ever been in this fucked up situation where he needs to grope or fondle a completely stranger’s breast or ass. But x was warned by his friends that they have pay good money to bring x in and for the 20 minutes ride, so x cannot possibly let them down. Standing there even before the girls came in, it already felt like it is going to be a hell long ride because x was feeling so much uneasiness. Then the girls came in and standing in front of x was a girl who was dressed in a completely white tennis attired who looks like she was going for a tennis game or something. As x look out, x could see J. doing the air humping action which was his way of giving x mental support. Damn x have such great friends indeed. Just like a hungry man with a KFC dinner plate in front of him, will it be chicken breast or chicken thigh first? Should x give his courtesy to the ass or the breast? x didn’t want to be rude to the extremely Kawaii brown hair tennis girl in front of him, so with a great “Amen”, with full palm, x lay a smack right on the tennis girl’s right ass cheek and could immediate feel the girl’s shudder and also felt the lacey panties that was beneath the skirt. She turned around with a half blushed face she whispered in x’s ears with a fake desperate tone,” Ahhh! Iyaaa. Yameteh Kudaksai.” (Nooo, Doooon’t. Please Stop it) and then proceeds to give x a grin that is telling x that she wants more. Damn, x hate to admit it but x is beginning to like it, now x feel like a pervert already, this is so going to be the last time x am coming here or maybe not ..fufufufufufufufufu.

The night ended with us going to look for some food, they were thinking of celebrating my birthday at Mickey Ds, so that I can wear party hats and grope Ronnie? But I wanted something more filling like Col. Sanders, so we headed to Kentucky Fucking Chicken instead.

Sorry for the blurred picture because my hands were still shaking and it was taken from a moving car.

Norie's Offer

2008-01-04T01:01:00.000-08:00

NO, I have not seen the DVD and I confess that I am not man enough to take this porn. So this is your chance people, my comment is open for you all to mouth off whatever you like about me being a big fucking wuss for not watching it. Comments who bitch and whine about me will be published but say all you like about me but just leave the bad mouthing off Norie or Kenichi out of it okie? This is my blog and I don’t wanna let other steal the lime light from me. I guess every man has his kryptonite, and I finally found my and it is the porn in the motherfucking DVD or could it be Norie??? Anyway, I am sure that Norie is in but the Kenichi’s part really blew me off guard. Frankly, I really don’t wanna watch it here, not while I am seeing them almost every day, but at the same time the suspense is tearing my ass apart.

Last night, I was out with Norie and things just sorta slipped outta my mouth. I told her that I got the DVD from Kenichi and about Kenichi’s part in the DVD was a shocker to me and I also told her that I just couldn’t bring myself to watch it because I wasn’t ready to find out what is inside it and top of that I just didn’t want it to change the way I see her. She just smiles and said please don’t watch it. But somehow she said this is who she is and I cannot change the fact she did the DVD. And towards the end, she said, what if she watched it with me, would it make a difference?

Now, this offer to watch a movie together isn’t like an actress who is asking you to watch the film she acted in. It may or may not have a hidden meaning. A hundred millions thought races across my head? Should I or shouldn’t I watch it with her? Anyway, is the act of watching porn with another guy’s girlfriend consider cheating? I tell you when you want something which is wrong, you will come out with a million ridiculous theories that will justify your misdoing:

Take this for example:

Let A denotes the difference in Time between Norie and her Boy friend

Let B denotes the time that has lapsed since the act of watching the porn

IF A>B, and Norie sees her Bf and spends time with him, thus canceling off the action of watching the porn before it happened.

IF B>A, she has committed the act of cheating.

A large part of me is tell me this is wrong, what if in the heat of the moment she accidentally slipped and landed on my dick but maybe she is just being supportive and trying to show a part of her, so that I can get to know her and accept her for who she is and jso why don't i just watch the bloody porn and get it off my system?

I haven’t made up my mind yet. The guys are bringing me to Train Café tomorrow for my celebration. Just to let you know, what train Café is about- it is stimulated train ride with a “grope buffet”, I will tell you more when I experience it firsthand. Till then I haven’t make up my mind to watch it with Norie or not …and Oh…About Kenichi, yes, he is one of the “actors” but they didn’t do each other, he was in another 3-way scene :S

My first Birthday present for the year from Norie,Zumreed Headphones to go with my iPod

Bye bye Daichi Annex Hotel, I am off to another place

The Norie DVD I

2008-01-03T00:52:00.000-08:00

View from my hotel -tonight will be the last night I will spending in this beer bug infested hotel

Picture taken by Norie this morning; Manage to shut my wake up face before the damage has been done

Last night: a picture with Norie which didn't turn out because the shutter went off too early, hence seeing us walking into position

My work bag

This is my bag that I usually bring to work, usually it contains my iPod, PDA, pens, flask, wallet, medical plaster (for my fucking neck)…etc . But not today, because inside my bag holds one of the taboos which I have been struggling with these past few days. It contains the thing that yes I know many of you came to know about - Norie’s infamous DVD. Can you believe that this DVD contains the power to make or break the way I think about someone? I really don’t know what will be the outcome after I watched it because I have never watched porn which has someone close to me acted in. Gimme S&M, bestiality or shit like that, I still am able to slide in the DVD in and watch it. I tell you I have a pretty good stomach , because once your see a man fucking a eel’s mouth or a lady practically swallowing fresh shit straight from a guy’s ass, you’ve seen it all. But this one? I am really having second thoughts. Just like an 8 year old kid who just found the his parents porn stash, I don’t know what is going to be in store for me? Will I be okie with it? Or will it scar my mind? I don’t wanna whine like a man who cannot take his porn but this is big. Why? Because the shocking news I found out when I got my dirty fingers on the DVD is that Kenichi has something to do with it…Star? Director? Producer? Cameraman? Stunt dick?

Let me rewind the clock a little and take you back a day on the 1st day of this New Year, when I was still in Kenichi’s place and we were all suppose to watch the porn together. Frankly, I didn’t want to do so and I was supposed to come up with an excuse not to watch it. But I guess honesty is still the best, I just told them I wasn’t really into watching porn [beramai-ramai dengan batangs] with a bunch of guys that is just too much of togetherness and it almost felt like a gay activity. They respected my opinion and were cool with it and didn’t even bother to mention it again. I tell you, even though the porn they make is sick but they really treat people with the upmost respect and make you really feel comfortable. I asked Kenichi if I could make a copy of the DVD and watch it in my good time, and so he even did me a copy and what I have learned made my jaws dropped to the floor again.

Kenichi and Norie worked on the DVD together, as in what part Kenichi had in the DVD, I was not told. He asked me to find out myself when I watched it. Damn!!!!!! Now, it may be that not only one of my friends is acting in that DVD, it may be two of them. I tell you this DVD is indeed evil. Now the only thing I have to do is unlocked the whole mystery that is in this DVD. The guess of him being the camera man or lights man or director pr producing the DVD is out. So the question is did Norie and Kenichi do each other? Fuck man the suspense is really eating me up like cancer…

To be continue...

I wanted to be sure that the copied DVD was working so I slide it in my laptop and this is just how far I got…by now you all already know the name of the porn DVD.

47 Pieces of Ronin Asses

2008-01-02T02:25:00.000-08:00

I just got back from Kenichi’s Place in Shinagawaku to celebrate the New Year. Well, it wasn’t really a celebration because there wasn’t any here in his place but just a simple family gathering and also for me to try out the lifestyle of a Japanese family. Instead of telling a shit load of things I see and done, why do I just give you some pictures and go on with the “Hell Yeah, I love Tokyo Bitch” post.

The exterior of Kenichi’s place

This is the Tatami room that has been converted into my guest room and this is a super duper sleeping mattress. I just love sleeping into it , feels like I am wrapped in larger comfortable duvet

I have been here for some time now but today is the first day that I had a traditional breakfast which comprise of: rice, miso soup, tofu, egg, seaweed, vegetables and pickles. And they called us China Ah Pek Fun Tong (Rice Barrel). Look at them having rice early in the morning.

The best thing about his place is it has got a wonderful toilet. Check out the Toilet Bowl specs: seat warmer, water spray, & hot air dryer. I feel like a king taking a dump on his throne. I just wanna shout out from the top of my lungs, Kenichi, I LOVE SHITTING IN YOUR HOUSE!!!!!

Anyway, we were supposed to go to this fucking famous Sengakuji Temple this morning. Usually I am not into the tourist bull shit but after Kenichi told me the story about the 47 Ronin , I was intrigue with the story of the 47 Ronin that have been buried there. Most of the people here know the story of the 47 Ronin by heart like us Malaysian know our Hang Tuah Shit. So I hope you are in a mood for a fucking long and boring story about the 47 Ronin, because here it goes:

Once there lived a Rich Ass Samurai Lord name Asaho who had 47 Samurais under his payroll. One day he went to the Shogun’s palace where he was humiliated by a ass swipe call Kira, and so he draw his katana and wounding the ass swipe in purpose, not knowing it is a serious offense to do so in the palace. So for his Punishment, the Shogun gives him the middle finger and ask him to go fuck himself with his own Katana (Seppuku – Ritual suicide).Now, not only the 47 Samurais was pissed because their master has been disgraced, they are fucking furious because they are now in the unemployment line.(Hereby they are known as Ronin [master-less Samurais] ). So the 47 pissed off Ronin, took matters into their hands and stormed Kira the ass swipe’s house to ask him to fuck himself (seppuku) too because they are fucking pissed with him and what he had done and also they haven’t got their previous month’s pay from their deceased master. But Kira begged for his fucking life and disgusted by Kira who didn’t even serve them tea, they cut his fucking head off and put in a bucket. Brought the head back to the Sengakuji temple where their ex-master was buried and prayed to him. The 47 Ronin then committed seppuku in hopes that they will join their master in death, but actually I think they just wanted to get their last months of pay. Too bad, when they saw him, rich ass Asaho told them he forgot his cheque book. So the priest of the temple buried all 47 Ronin next to their master.

The end.

I didn’t manage to be a fucking tourist and head to the temple because I woke up late and we had to leave. Maybe another day, since I am still here for another 2 months or so. And you all must be wondering about the Norie Porn, I will tell you all about it in my next post and all I can say is, The DVD is in my bag now :P.

On another note, A couple of weeks ago, this POMPUAN (women) interviewed me on my fetish on mountain biking and yesterdays I was featured on their online mag. If you are in to the hip, hype and shit like that stuff, you should definately go and check out this site WWW.UTH.COM.MY which has just been launch yesterday. There will certainly be some shit that suits you.

Inilah muka pompuan yang interview saya.

[Click here to read the interview]

::More of my mountain bike fetish::

Before I Die

2007-12-31T22:14:00.002-08:00

First of all I would like to say HAPPY FUCKING NEW YEAR to all. Isn’t it great to be alive on this spanking New Year? I hope you all had great time counting down last night while recapping shit and feces that happened last year. But enough of that recapping bullshit and it is time to move on. You know, yesterday Cen asked me this question: How would you wanna die? I told her I am not sure but I would like it to be a surprise. Then I ask what about her? She said, “Just like my grand dad, peacefully in his sleep but not like his passengers who were screaming in terror.” Even though it was a really funny joke but it made me think about what I would wanna do before I become worm food. So I say down like Buddha sat down on the ground underneath tree, the only difference is there was no tree and I was on a bed instead of the ground. I thought about what I wanted to do before I die and then wrote them down on Stick-it notes in the form of prayers. So here it goes:

Most probable reply for the above note:

My wishes to those who had a little too much to drink last night, I hope your head will feel much better; to those who party so hard that you turn purple, I hope you recover soon; to those who woke up with a complete stranger, I hope you at least buy him/her breakfast or lunch or at least get to know him/her; to guys who got pissed drunk last night and woke up with another guy besides you, I hope the pain in the ass that feels like someone stuff a whole corn into your ass will go away, but definitely you will have no problem shitting this few days. Enjoy your holiday!

Anyways, I am headed to Kenichi’s place today for some celebration. And today is also the day that Norie’s porn will be on screen. I still haven’t thought of what excuse to give for not watching it but it just makes me sick to the stomach thinking about sitting through it. Wish me luck okie?

2007: This Beaufitul Pain | Doesn't Remind Me

2007-12-31T00:54:00.000-08:00

It's so strange this beautiful pain
A sweeping blow to the head
Oh amnesia I feel you coming in
I think it's time you begin
Simulate salvation

Busted heart ripped apart
Glue the piece and Restart

[Doesn't Remind Me]

[CLOSURE]

Hell of a Night

2007-12-29T22:20:00.000-08:00

The streets of Japan and on our way to the cinema.

I woke up with every inch of my body feeling sore, just like after you are being crucified. Now I roughly know how Jesus felt after he got off the cross. Respect! Anyway, it could be my Shoaling Monk pushing the cart missionary position or her Guan Yin sitting on the lotus style or our crouching pussy and hidden cock position or it could be all the banging & humping & screwing & boning & fucking & more banging or should I say the super duper sleazy dirty yet sweet vigorous sex I dreamt about last night. Even though it happened in my dreams but still every fucking inch of sore in my body is real. Why? Because I have 3 guys sleeping on my bed and I was left to the floor to myself is why. Even the couch is taken. After the movie, Norie and I were suppose to meet the others, so I waited at the hotel for them. I thought we were going out for something but when they arrived, I saw bags of booze and food and I knew that they were going to camp out in my room. There were about 10 of us in that room and so many things were going on at the same time. Some of them were eating and boozing away, some of them flash out their PSPs and started challenging each other (did I mention that Japs are PSP crazy? It is almost like a part of their limb, they go everywhere with it), some were watching TV. While Norie and I sat at a corner watching, she continued telling me the whole Bleach movie that we just saw, because there weren’t any fucking subtitle. Finally, I understand what the fuck was going on? Don’t worry, they will be no spoilers, just read on. Besides the movie, we spent hours talking about our background and shit like that, I was getting to know Norie, not the ex-porn star but the real one.

A call came in and she had to leave. Of all the people, why did she have to leave? Since The underground rail here doesn’t run 24 hours, so I accompanied her to catch a taxi and I offer to pay for the fare. I was smart this time, I asked for fixed rather than the meter. But it still cost me a bomb…sighs.

You know after these few days of just hanging out with Norie, I think I pretty much know her but somehow, I just couldn’t bring myself to ask her why she did the movie. Maybe I just don’t wanna know. Does it matters? We are all the same, beneath our skin we all flow the same red blood in our veins. Will be at Kenichi’s house on New Year day where he will show me his collection of porn and also the infamous Norie’s DVD. I am having second thoughts of watching it. Come on, would you watch porn that stars a person whom you are close with? I could mess up your mind badly and change the prospect of that person in your mind. Should I or shouldn’t I? What if it was you and you were going to watch porn that stars your best friend? To watch or not to watch? That is the question.

This one is for Pink, I know your fetish for Kenichi, and so I took the liberty of taking the picture of his foot. It is just my way of saying for the Xmas card, even though it was a blank one (the stick on note wasn’t there). I am sure I can have good use for it.

I present you Kenichi’s foot.

The Diamond Dust Rebellion

2007-12-29T01:35:00.001-08:00

I am heading to the cinema with Norie tonight, since all my male friends have other agenda which I strongly don’t believe in doing. So the next best option is to go out and watch a movie. And the movie is >>BLEACH: The Diamond Dust Rebellion

I saw the trailer and it gave me goose bumps I tell you. I am not sure are we going to get tickets or not because I heard the advance tickets are sold out. Crossing my fingers and hope that Norie comes through: P The regular price for a cinema ticket is 1,800 yen (RM54) that really expensive but what to do? I am such a Bleach-o-holic. I just hope that have subtitled.

[Hey, I even have a Bleach under my tag]

LISTEN TO BLEACH'S THE DIAMOND DUST REBELLION THEME SONG
ON RED GROTESKES MUSICVAULT

Dinner with Norie

2007-12-28T02:59:00.000-08:00

You know it is hard to be yourself when you are weighted down with such a holy, sacred and noble duty. I was sitting across Norie as her big round eyes sparkled, almost crystal-like, and her smile that could cause you to almost be at the verge of exploding in your pants. I was searching for the right time to pop the question. With sweaty palms on a 11' degrees night, I prayed like a bloody pagan to gods and angels or whoever would give me a sign.

Dear God, thank you for putting me in the company of such a fine piece of ass, but pretty please tell me when it is going to be my time? Show me a sign. Moses got a sign with you lid the fucking bush on fire, Smartass Peter got a sign for denying you when the ~~duck~~ livestock made some noise for three times. When Lord? When is mine? When LORD? WHEN? FUCKKKKKK!!!! (Sensed the pressure sinking in?)

Amen

And it happened but sadly it wasn’t divine intervention. But I think it was the Asahi beer that gave me the balls. So I just asked her straight to the face. After I just realized what had just come out of my fucking mouth, I started to panic and I could feel my face getting hotter. What if she gives me the “So I sold my soul to porn, so don’t you call me a whore” look and top that with a bitch slap across the face. Or maybe stone me with the Tafo which was in front of her? But that was not what happened. Her sparkling eyes grew bigger and the smile on her face on her smile wider and even sweeter and she said YES. And I notice one thing; I wasn’t out for dinner with any porn star. She was an Angelic Porn Star from the heavens above. I was totally captivated by the way she responded to situation and that made my face grew even hotter. She laughed and said that I was blushing but I said, I don’t blush and I put the blame on the beer.

I didn’t really ask her much on why she did it? But we talked a fair bit about the “Artistic” show that she was in. I asked her what the story was about and she said that unlike the porn from America who likes to make parody of famous movies e.g.: “Tarzan X”. Japanese porn is just straight about fucks, no script and no acting required. But sometimes the girls are required to play with some “toys” alone on the camera. I asked her would she mind if accidentally happened to watch her porn. She just laughed and pointed me to the direction or person that has a copy of it – Kenichi.

Towards the end of the night, I got a really unexpected question from Norie? She asked me, did I expect her to sleep with me because she was a porn star? Without a moment of hesitation I answered NO, I respected her for what she did and I wouldn’t take advantage of her. But after answering her that, somehow part of me wanted to kick my own ass silly, what if the hidden meaning in her question was,” do you wanna fuck me?” and I should have said yes and get lucky. So, it was back to the Annex Hotel for my sorry ass and hitting the shower without turning on the heater on.

I bet you think I was a letdown huh? But what you don’t get at night, makes its appearance in another form at lunch time, look what she made me for lunch today? Homemade Bento set. She said it was a way of thanking me for the nice time she had last night, especially watching me banging -----The Taiko drum game of course.

It was a really good attempt to make the Bento set "Kawaii" The lunchoen meat that looks like bio hazard sign is suppose to be flowers, but she intended it to be the head of Hello Kitty.

I Grew a Pair and Asked Her Out for Dinner

2007-12-27T04:54:00.000-08:00

As much as I wanted to let the above title to be true, but it is not. You see I was just plain lazy today, so I decided to stay back and not head to the studio. (which I regretted like hell later on because I was bored outta my mind). I was planning to ask The Girl a.k.a ex-porn star (but from now onwards she will be known as Norie) out for dinner tonight. But since I wasn't at the studio, so I might as well stay back and wait for my pair of balls to grow, drum up my nerves of steel and ask her out. While I was waiting for Mr. Producer to come back for dinner (because he promised to do so) a call came in and it was Norie on the other line, she told me that Mr. Producer has got some other plans and couldn't make it for dinner, so she suggested why don't the two of us go out for dinner instead. I guess my prayers have been answered and I am going out with you know who and now I can finally get confirmation that she was a porn star straight form her. But tell me, how are you going ask a girl whom you just met for less than two days whether is she a porn star? The answer is drink lots of alcohol and grow a serious pair of balls. Grow balls!!! Grow!!! Damn it, grow like there is no tomorrow ...

First time seeing Norie in casual wear

The Dinner:

Since Norie was in the mood for Shabu-shabu and I could eat anything except fucking Ramen. We went to one of the famous spot in Tokyo for it.

Our very own shabu-shabu hot pot

The lovely paper thin beef

After Dinner Activities:[if it is fucking you were expecting, I am sorry I let you down]

After our dinner, Norie suggested that we head to the game arcade. Anyway, it was her call since she was so nice to keep me company...

outside the gaming arcade

I had a go at the Taiko Drum Game and made a blood fool of myself

The night ended great, pornstar or no pornstar, Norie is really a sweet and down to earth girl. Twice I went out with her and she made me feel like I could really fit in here. She doesn't give me the you're a fucking tourist bullshit, unlike the other guides I had before this. Overall i really enjoyed myself and it was a good night. Thanks to Norie :)

[The Continuation]

Towards the end of the night, I could feel my balls grew and I asked her if she did acted in a porn flick before, and she was so cool with it. I didn't get a tight slap or anything. She just laughed and said YES. God dammit, I was blushing when I asked her and that make her laugh even harder. I will do another post on the stuff I asked her about. But for now,I am happy because I had my confirmation. Can I get a certificate to go? I had luncheon with a porn star and tonight I had dinner with her and I was even banging some Taiko drum with her. Come on have I ever let my readers down :P

Finally the picture that all you guys been waiting for...Norie:

PICTURE TAKEN OUT

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I am sorry for the inconvenience but from now on, comments will be moderated. Any bad comments about my friends will not be tolerated and will be deleted. Instead of talking bad about them, why don’t you bad mouth about me instead, ok? I am sure you can think of a million ways to be creative, so mouth away!!!! I won’t reject your comments if you don’t speak anything mean about my friends.

Like it or not, it’s my way or the highway.

I sorry I had to blurred it because even though I maybe an ass but I will still look out for my friends. Her identity is safe with me and Norie is just a nick name. But one thing I can tell you, she is not the average cute Japanese girl, she is Supra Cute and smell so good. But that doesn't mean I cannot share with you her artistic work with you all. Kenichi has a copy and I am going watch it soon :P Maybe I'll do a porn flick review on my blog :P

I had Lunch with a Pornstar

2007-12-26T03:10:00.000-08:00

If you ask me how the food in Tokyo is, I would say I don’t know yet, because I have been having Ramen, Ramen, Ramen, Ramen and Ramen and more Ramen. Wait did I mentioned Ramen? Yes Ramen. It is a Japanese noodle serve in meat based broth and usually topped with seaweed, sliced pork, green onion and some Japanese shit which I don’t even know how to pronounce. Ramen is a local favorite and almost every locality has its own version of Ramen. I have been having Ramen almost every meal now and I still haven't eaten the same type of ramen yet. Ramen is good for cheap ass tourist like me who is trying to survive here in Tokyo for two months. You can get a reasonably good bowl of ramen for about 800 -1000 yen (Rm24-30). Forget about your Sashimi or Sushi shit because it is fucking expensive to have that every meal. But if this goes on, I am pretty much on my way turning myself into Naruto :S

Let me show you some of the nice Ramen I had:

Beef Ramen

Pork Ramen

Seaweed Flava Ramen

Hot and spicy Ramen

I don't wanna turn into him.

The above isn’t the purpose of this post right? I went out to have lunch with one of the studio’s girl and it was a really pleasant one I must say. After lunch when I returned, someone accidentally told me that the girl used to star in one of the porn flicks. I had to pick up my jaws from the floor because she seems so down to earth she doesn’t dress up like a Harajuku in fact she was in a kimono today and it is hard to imagine her in those flicks. But does it make any difference if she did or didn’t acted in one? The fact of the matter is I had a great lunch and she was great company.

The girl's back on our way to lunch

Wait, I lied, it does make a difference. The asshole in me just can’t stop thinking of 101 questions to ask her and about her experience in that industry. Come on, have you ever meet a live porn star before? Wish me luck as I try to get close to her and asked her about what it is like to be once be a porn star. Yes I know, you wanna slap me because I am such an ass :)

1st Day of Work: Caught with my Pants Down

2007-12-25T02:21:00.000-08:00

6am Christmas morning and I wasn’t up to rip the wrappers of my presents but because I had to get ready for work. Yes, on Christmas day, I had to work. What? You think I am like those lazy bums living Malaysia who wakes up late and watched TV in their pajamas before brushing their teeth? Hell no, I was a working man in Tokyo now. Wukakakaka. My timetable was kinda like this:

As you can see, my half day was kinda jammed pack

>> Wakey and Breakfast at the hotel

our messy room at Dai-Chi Annex hotel

>>Meeting with the mixers

>>Practice session with Additional Musician

The additional musicians: Tatsuya[keyboards]

The additional musicians: Nakamura[percussion]

The additional musicians: Kenichi[guitars]

The additional musicians: Hotokeda[guitars]

The additional musicians: x[bass]

>>Recording

Well, after all the hard work, we were treated to the Ramen (again!!!) at the cafeteria and some of the musician brought me to one of the CD store, cause I wanted to check out what sort of music are they into. Kenichi was a big Glay fan and convinced me to get the latest CD love is Beautiful.

I called my parents last night just before Christmas just to see how everything is and to wish everyone a merry Christmas. Guess what? My aunty (who stayed in Tokyo for a while) was there. My mum put me on speaker phone so that I could speak to everyone. Everything was fine, up until my Aunty asked me what places have I have been to and planning to go? There was a long silence as my head raced to find an answer for the eager ears on the other side of the line. Hmmm…Should tell them that I was in a pub where the waitresses ONLY wore thongs and short apron and their nipples are only covered with a fluorescent band aid? Or should I be telling them about the huge ass bookstore selling Hentai comics and booklet of underage girls in thongs? Maybe the Karaoke session where all the girls working there were wearing less than bikinis and the screen for the song was practically porno with box to censor the important part??? So I decided to say that I was not feeling well because of the weather and didn’t go out much, but will do so when I am feeling better. So it occurred to me that I need to go see and snap some tourist attraction here in Tokyo, so that I won’t be caught with my pants down again….DARN IT!!!!

This is Evolution: The Monkey, The Man and The Thong

2007-12-24T02:26:00.000-08:00

A Little update from hometown, mum has just sent Woa Woa to the groomers for her Xmas hairdo and she came back with an Afro hairdo. I really wanna see how she looks like now :S. It seems that from the 21^st to 26^th of December the authorities issued a warning that the east coast is going to be hit by heavy rain and high tide but according to my parents, the weather there is as dry as the space between a 50year old and still hitting the streets hooker’s legs. In fact it didn’t rain after I left :S.

Xmas is like hours away and I bet your donkey asses that y’all must have already gone through hell scouting, buying and wrapping those Xmas presents for your love ones. Let me ask you something, what would you get a niece who is prolly 9-12year old, you probably get her a Barbie doll or a Justine Timberlake’s CD or maybe fake tea party set so that she can have tea parties with her teddy bears right?(I know pink is drooling for this one:P). But if you are in Japan, the number one gift to get kids below 9-12 year old is a thong or lingerie. Kids as young as 9 year old are starting to wear thongs and spreading their cheeks and taking pictures of them. Can you imagine that? I bet you can, if not, you can check out what I found in one of their bookstore [look below]. Why? Because photos pre-teen in thongs and lingerie are the trend now, forget about can sealed up used panties; that is so yesterday. Now isn’t this that child pornography? All I can say it pre-teen photos is the foundation stone for kiddie porn. This just makes me glad I don’t have any kids living in Japan, not that I have any, but if I had some, I am not going near Japan. For crying out loud, can’t you just wait till they are old enough to take pictures of them in thongs? No wonder they eat their fish raw…

Can you imagine some of the girls featured are as young as 9 year olds...

This world is really going to hell these days, If I was Christ, I’ll say fucked it, I am not getting on the cross. Go fuck yourself and die for your own sins. But that isn’t the case, isn’t it? So let’s light a candle on earth that we’ve made hell and pretend that it is heaven. Have yourself a fucking great Xmas tonight and go party till you turn purple.

"メリークリスマス"
I have no idea how to read that but it means Merry Xmas in Japanese

Pee on Someone’s Head for 3,000 Yen

2007-12-23T01:48:00.000-08:00

If I am not mistaken, it is now time of the year to eat your gluttonous rice balls, ya? They say it is a tradition and after you eat those balls, you grow one year older and wiser too. So to those who had theirs and celebrated the festive, I wish y’all a “Happy 过冬”. I had my one with “Gula Melaka” just before I left, so I guess I grew older and wiser way before everyone. Woa Woa had hers too, but she didn’t take any of the balls but she enjoys the sweet gravy that it comes with.

Anyway, after yesterday’s boring sightseeing, I asked J. what is there really to do in Tokyo. Forget about another well planned organized sightseeing trip because you only get to see what a butt fucking tourist gets to see. I don’t want all that bullshit; I wanna get skin deep; Bam! Right into the anal, I really wanted to see what really goes on in Tokyo, something that your “Free & Easy” tour package never get a chance to experience. J. asked was it the “sex-for sale” that I wanted, but I said “hell no”. Sex for Sale is like fucking norm in Tokyo. You see the commercial everywhere, on hotel TV channels, telephone booth, vending machines, subway and every fucking where. Just like the “Along” (illegal Money Lender) stickers in Kuantan; those advert of cute sexy girls in lingerie or uniform doesn’t provoke any blushes or raise any eyebrows and it is difficult to avoid. It runs like any other commercial, you could see it side by side with children’s diapers’ commercial. And another thing, I don’t do paid sex because I believe sex should be something sacred and pure and done between two consenting people and most of all it must be “FREE” :D

J. thought for a while and told me for 3,000 yen, you get to pee on a cute girl’s head. And it struck me, you heard about it, you seen it done on some fucked up perverse porn but for merely 3,000 yen you get to experience it firsthand. This is tempting, while Mr. Producer and J. went out for their nightly routine; I stayed back and thought about it. Should I or shouldn’t I? Is peeing on someone’s head worst than sticking your dick in some stranger’s vagina or asshole? In both cases you have to pay, it is just a transaction. I went in MSN asking Pink and Kif what they think about it. Pink said it was uncivilized and Kif said he would do it if only it was a celebrity’s head. Knowing me, it is hard for me to turn down something as crazy as this because it isn’t easy to come by, but the question of moral is at stake here…

So this morning, I jokingly asked J. again how many times I get to pee on the girl’s head for 3,000 yen. He looked at me funny and said, “What makes you think you could that?” Maybe I was too tired or my head was just too twisted or it could be his heavily Japanese accent English that made me misconstrue what he told me yesterday. What he actually meant was for 3,000 yen I can get a cute girl TO PEE ON MY HEAD. Alright fuck it! No one is ever going to lay a single drop on my head.

The Japanese School Girls' Uniform

2007-12-22T01:44:00.000-08:00

You know it would be easy to be a fucking tourist and snap shit loads of picture and then recap whatever I did here in Tokyo and turned my blog into a “Hell Yeah! I love Tokyo bitch!“ sort of travel log so that my visitor would pretend to enjoy it. But why the hell should I be doing that and bored you outta your fucking mind? Fuck it, I am not going to snap pictures of what I ate and show it to ya (unless it is really messed up :P), because it will turn into shit in a day or two. Tell you what I am going to do, I am just going to post some selected sick and messed up random encounter in Tokyo. Who knows, I might just turn into a professional pervert and start snapping up -skirt pictures of school girl .

Finally Mr. Producer’s friend (J.) came to greet came to greet us and it was out first day out. What better way to go around town than riding their cheapest mode of transport - the subway. It is owned by Tokyo Metro Co. Ltd and is probably the biggest underground in the world; it carries 9 million people a day.

J. was cool enough to give us some facts about the Tokyo subway - But none of the above information that I just mentioned, (I Google it myself). He said that besides being the biggest underground railway in the world, it is a breeding ground for adults and middle aged perverts to rub their crouches/asses on short skirt uniform school girl during rush hours and a training ground for up and coming hidden cam and up-skirt photographer. This is also the infamous site of 1995 Sarin gas attack administered by Shoka Asahara of the Aum Supreme Truth which claimed 12 lives and leaving 5000 more hospitalized.

How thoughtful, remember to always give priority to 1. human with screaming tummy and 2. horny kids groping boobies.

Our journey was indeed fun because J. entertained us with some of the Aum Supreme “Truth” that I never knew:

-The Cult leader Shoka Asahara looks like a hippie conman is half blind, overweight.

-He claimed to be the reincarnation of “Imhotep” a great Egyptian Physician. Started a clinic where in just below 18 months, 9 of the patient died - which is a very high mortality rate when there are only 9 beds in the clinic.

-He believed he could fly but for the time being he could only levitate in the air for 3 seconds. Later it was found that it was a lame ass yoga trick he picked up from India.

-He claimed he could meditate for an hour under water without breathing but somehow neglected to inform the Guinness Book of Record of his feat.

-To join his sect, devotees are to boiled locks of Ashara’s hair and drink it. Some other rituals of initiation include drinking of his semen.

-Devotees are not forbidden to have sex; offenders will be beaten or locked in tiny cells, with Ashara’s video playing at maximum volume 24/7. Masturbation was punished with a week’s solitary confinement.

-Later on he claimed to be the Holy Monk Emperor and all earthly pleasure is above him. He did not enjoy sex but he felt that it was his duty to have sex with all the young girls who wanted to join his sect.

-His sect raised funds by selling his beard clippings and his dirty bath water which he claimed to be some " Miracle Pond". The supply failed to meet it's demands.

Who wants a Aum Supreme Truth official T-shirt? Let me know, I am getting one yay!!! :P

Absurd as it may seem, but Asahara’s Aum Supreme Truth Cult had more than 10,000 all over the world, and there was millions in the sect’s bank account. He was arrested after the 1995 Sarin Gas attack, but deny charges claiming that who could a half blind, overweight man orchestrate such an act and it was his out of control followers that made it all up. Pretty twisted huh? Anyway, here’s a little something for all, enjoy :P

The Japanese school girl uniform, the corner stone and bench mark of all high quality educational system. Sorry for the blurred picture because I was told that it was an offense to take picture of girls in short skirt uniform in the subway without their permission.

Japan is Fuckin Bitching

2007-12-21T00:56:00.000-08:00

What do you get when you board a plane to Japan with a gastric juice infested tummy? A 9 hour flight with occasional heart burn sensation. The whole trip was rather a little bitty bit blur to me because I was really weak from the previous day gastric juice attack. Even thought my mum had “stimpack” me with some Magnesium to counter the pain but I still had some pleasant “pain” during the flight. Maybe my juice is just too strong …(shows the eyebrow)

6:44am (5:45am Malaysian time) it was touched down Narita Airport in Japan and after going through all the bullshit things you usually do in the airport , it finally happened… I had to go and I had to go bad, it wasn’t number 1 but it was number 2. Have you ever had the sensational of holding back your shit for a long period and just as your pants dropped, those shit that were trapped in came spraying out like water from Triple H’s mouth during his entrance -Ahhhh…the ecstasy. Now I know, why the toilets in Japan are made like this (points below). My guess is to avoid the shit from staining the wall behind you.

This is the first picture that I took on my trip. Yes, this is the after I blast the living hell outta the toilet picture. Notice "NO" shit stain. You see I don’t like to leave my shit everywhere, so after I am done this Japanese shit hole is just like spanking new.

Mr. Producer and I was pretty tired and all we needed to do is get to our hotel as quick as possible, so we thought that the fastest way to go outta here was to take the taxi. So we hopped on one and ask the driver to turn on his meter and to take us to our destination. As we heading out, we saw some of the people who were on the same flight with us taking their huge ass luggage and heading to the fucking long line to purchase rail tickets, we just couldn’t help but to feel that we were rolling outta here in style. Wukakakakka...but this email had to come in after we left the gates…

Now I get why there wasn’t a long cue at the taxi. When we reached our hotel in Central Tokyo, we found out that we could have just taken a limousine bus which cost about 3,000 yen. I am not going to tell you how much we fucking paid for that "stylist" ride because it would made us look like a jackass. Hell Yeah bitch!!! Now me and Mr. Producer feels like two Malaysian hookers in Tokyo, and waiting to get another blast up our asses by the locals... Damnit, I feel welcome here already...

Bitter Sweet Farewell

2007-12-19T02:58:00.000-08:00

Just one more before I hit the road; I think I am I having some sort of a withdrawal symptom now. All my friends are like envious because I am getting to go but somehow I wish it wasn’t me who is going. Somehow I just want to have a mundane life. Last night at the party, a friend told me that things seems to be going right for me, but it got me thinking that doesn’t mean it wasn’t always not wrong. Less than 24 hours to go before I head out and the fucking sky just couldn’t stop pissing and it has gotten me all messed up in the head. I have always been a dreamer but now my time is here to take a chance on what I always wanted. So, is this the beginning of the end or another milestone for me? Only time can tell, but no matter what happens there, I know I still have a home and a loving family to come back to and I bet you, there will be someone wiggling her tail and peeping through the window for me.

WHAM! is Making Their Come Back Tonight

2007-12-18T00:50:00.000-08:00

Nuffnang ish Da bomb …BONG!!!!! Thanks to Nuffnang after I INNIT my post on the bra unhooking, they have listed me as the most popular post for a split second but I manage to capture it. Who would have thought a horny little post like mine could top the rest of the post. But one thing I notice, if you wanna make it to Nuffnang’s top list, all you need to blog about is how fucking great Nuffnang is (which is true..ahem) and also you should blog about sucky their rival Advertlets are. Nuffnangs eats little pieces turd like Advertlets for breakfast. Just look at the top five beside my two fucked up post “I was born a Natural Bra Un-Hooker” and "Of Church Elders Wearing Women’s Lingerie”, the rest of the post is about how high and mighty Nuffnang is and how Advertlet is eating their dust. Hmmmm, makes me wonder is that what it takes to land on the top spot in INNIT and getting all the lime light???

Anyway, fuck me, I have a performance tonight and I went to check out the stage just now and guess what I saw…

Yeah I know it is Xmas and shit, but we are a rock band and you expect us to play in stage with all those winter wonderland shit? Man, we are no Wham (George Michael and Andrew Ridgeley) and you expect us to play Powerman 5000’s When Worlds Collide on this stage … I swear to god, sometimes I really don’t know what our manager is thinking.

Anyway, wish me luck and to those who voted for the costume I should be wearing to tonight’s party? It was between Glam Rock from Poison and He-Man. I guess He-Man won. Darn it!!!!

I was a Girl for 6 weeks

2007-12-16T22:08:00.001-08:00

Hey! Why anybody hasn’t tag me and ask me about the one single skill that I am most proud about? Since I tag asked myself, so emma gonna to tell youse people that I am really good at unhooking bras mostly the back openers because I didn’t spent much time practicing on the front openers. But I can tell you that the person wouldn’t even notice that her bra is unhooked by me until the bra hits the floor. What can I say, I am a natural born bra un-hooker. Just like a kid sneaking under the Xmas tree and taking a sneak peek of what present they are getting even before Xmas. Anyway, thanks to me for tagging myself so that I can brag about it but let us go back to the main topic (points to the above) and let me tell you when I was girl…

Human has the ability to nourish their young with milk. Women have Mammary Glands (is this why humans are the closest resemblance to the mammal group?) That is why women have such cute pinkish cherry-like nipples (but some are dark and prune-like), so that their young infant are able to suck on it and enjoy the nourishing milk that it provides (but somehow their spouse or partners seem to suck on it more) But why the heck does men got nipples too? And some covered in heavy hair? As I was reading a weird science book that gives explanation to the weirdest answer has got this to say. When all of us were embryo we have only one template the female one, only after six weeks the male chromosome kicks in and turned the embryo into male. Therefore the six weeks has left the male with nipples and some breast tissue. I guess that is why males are capable of having breast cancer too.

If you think that the above tag that I have just told you about is totally random and not related - you’re wrong. I am just pointing to you that even thought I may have started off as a girl but I have turned into a very macho man, because unhooking bras are like one of the traits that every man has got. At the age of 15, I had no problem unhooking my 16yo bible class’ gf’s bra even though it was my first time unhooking it.

Here’s a little update, yesterday I spent most of the time in the studio sorting out the cables that I needed for my trip.

It is now all nicely placed in the container together with some of our equipment.

One thing I know is I am going to miss this girl following me around when I am eating…

Groteskes Parade

2007-12-15T23:14:00.001-08:00

The Macho Era has ended and welcome to the Era of Grotesque. As you can see I finally got my butt filth fingers on a 3 column layout YAY!!! and also I can kiss Pyzam.com bye bye (I no longer have to advertised them on my blog). What to expect here? Well, just expect some weird shit, so much so that I have included two version of my blog: The clean version and the dirty version. So if you think you can take it go ahead and read the dirty version. The post in both blogs will be the same, but the differences is the layout is somewhat more violent and may not be suitable for general viewing (if you plan to read my blog in the office or at home where there are elderly or little kids around).

Why Grotesque? Have you ever wonder what is the reaction you will get if one of your most respectful church minister or elder was caught in a car crash, and when he was send to the hospital and the people there found out that underneath that “holy” minister robe, he was actually wearing a women’s lingerie. Anyway, 4 more days before I leave to Japan and I hope to bring you queer tales from the land of grotesque. If you know your porn, you probably know by now the most messed up and fucked up porn usually comes from Japan.

Anyway, I was at a blood drive campaign in Kuantan Parade organized by the Local Hospital here. Free food… “Telur Rebus Basi”(Hard Boiled Eggs) which look like it was cook probably last week. [Did you know that if a guy eats aged hard boiled eggs, his testicle will grow double in size, so if you are planning to get bigger balls, be my guest]

There was also a ROTTW Sound Stage 2007 gig going on back to back. Well, when I say back to back, I really mean it literally.

Well, according to Dr. Pink, it seems that Metal music must your blood pressure high and thus making the blood to flow out easily. So I guess it isn’t a bad thing too. WFT!!!!