post-mendacious.

this is for you; gasbag,
for all those your crap,
for vanish my broken-heart,
for my future/my happiness/your satisfied.

lange; thank god she gone.

for a long time,
i "crush" to her,
now she's gone,

away,
away from my memories,

away from all hefigtyme falling to me!

who you should call dunderhead in dulcet voice even she/he is your very apprehend buddy or should you just shut up with anxiety full of skulduggery?

he or she?

the ge-recednis of flip flops and french fries.

flip flops,
they use when needed,
cove your foot,
from all dirts,
and leave it when it done.

french fries,
they eat it when starving,
make your stomach happy,
and your face will spot whith smile,
and it will stay in your stomach,
till you berak.

same as your love,
is it like flip flops?
is it like french fries?

just one thing i'll say,
your loves cant seem thru your eyes,
but in heart?
who knows?

credit to zuley ;P

lullaby for lumbago.

yeah, she so hot.

so damn hot.

tapi sikit-sikit gaduh,

hal kecik pn na majuk.

p/s:ssah la mcm neh.

pukimak korang.

Harini ah birthday aku yg pling fucker skali,

dorg amek simcard aku, mcm lncaw. Ingt na wat lawak ah tu.

Aku dah ckp na cll awek aku mlm neh. Tpi dorg da amek. Na wat cmmana.

Buto kaw! Gi mati ah korg.

vox-pop

Base on the title,
vox-pop mean;
a choice follows by
midst of people say
and they critics
towards your desicion
and its will be selected
by majority answer
from people even fellows
and push all negative
follow by positive meaners
to their choice.
Question,
is it vox-pop
need in our life and love
even job and joke circulation?
Thou decide rangers.

guruh dah ada, hujannya mana?

Haihh,

dah pukul 5pagi.

Xtdo lgi.

Bodo pnya azfa.

Dah subuh dah pn.

haha.

You all are bad woman.

Oh yeah, she is bad woman,
and she is a vampire,
suck all dirty damn blood,
to satisfied thee lust,
yeah you really a bad woman,
bad woman,
bad woman,
and bad vampire.

10% sober then fake sozzled

1)she sleep at her bff shoulder
2)they will hold their hand together
3)then they cuddles
4)and they caress
5)lastly she left me
6)left me alone.

SHE ROLE SHIT

she talking shit
and role like a shit
because shit is she
and she is shit.

what wrong with the shit?
she shout at the shit
ya will never like shit
because shit is shit.

who told ya that she is shit
dont ya dare oint your finger at shit
and u will never see this shit
'cos she already eat that shit.

smell it, touch it feel this shit
thats what she role her shit
why she really like that shit
'cos his manner really like shit.

p/s: give me some liquor!

Big vice pert cockroach.

Its big,

In queer scary shape,

and it have very bad behaviour,

always appear juncture in nay inpropriate time.

But, don't worry, i already have my own weapon.

a cup! shut it and leave it,

till morning, my mom will throw away the damn cockroach,

that i leave in the cup.

you'll never defeated me!

crap little insect.

iman: bodoh!
iman: lipas dah terlepas!
aku: kepala hotak kaw!
iman: hak elah, dah terlepas nak buat cmane.

commodore 64.

aimen piss: aku tgh blaja pakai commodore 64
aimen piss: bapak r
Zai Hisham: haha
Zai Hisham: pc ker?
mikrorobotmen: interface die cam command prompt
mikrorobotmen: die computer lame
Zai Hisham: wow
Zai Hisham: na jgaj
Zai Hisham: send ah
mikrorobotmen: die sebiji computer dowh
mikrorobotmen: nak send camne
Zai Hisham: hah?
Zai Hisham: hahahha
Zai Hisham: gempak gile
Zai Hisham: cool gile!
Zai Hisham: mana kaw dapat?
mikrorobotmen: hahaha
mikrorobotmen: zaman tuk kaduk
mikrorobotmen: kaat kolej aku
Zai Hisham: perh!
Zai Hisham: fucker gle
aimen piss: aku pakai je r
Zai Hisham: gempak eh
mikrorobotmen: ko search r kat google
mikrorobotmen: commodore 64
mikrorobotmen: mantap
mikrorobotmen: die leh jadi keyboard 8 bit

sedang aku meng-search commodore64.

Zai Hisham: dah tgk dah
Zai Hisham: giler stail!
Zai Hisham: babi!
Zai Hisham: gempak gile!
mikrorobotmen: hahahah
Zai Hisham: sumpah best sial
mikrorobotmen: bese je

babi pnya aimen.

damn dame.

weyh perempuan,

ko bajet kaw rockstar sngt ker sial,

bajet blaja percussion, siap amek klas lagi.

kaw pikir kaw bagus sangat ker?

aduh! apasal sial aku kenal perempuan mcm kaw neh,

menyesal ngan kecewa ah member ngan kaw.
fucker!

Madamemoiselle grostesque and monsieur bovient.

Throught i alive,
so many folks/people/human mien and manners,
in loving each other,
that make me feel so dumps and frustrated,
some of them perfunctory,
and the others too solemn.

What for they loving each other?
for gratification?
or the dame have any sordid towards their lad?

Hyposrisy can be seem by,
they behaviour and words,
leave in the lurch, dewy-eyed,
it's very non compos mentis!
full of harlot and biatch.

Im expect those who read this blog,
also own one of any bad manners.

But dont be so dumps brat,
not all of you behave like that right?

so more over and pore over about yourself behaviour & manners.

Billy boils bonhomie.

Billy is a boy,
who love a dame,
that double aged from him.

But thats not the reason,
that billy can't love this dame,
but, is the dame love him back?

No she not,
the dame already have a lads for her life,
poor billy,
and someday billy start thinking,
Is it love is really exist?

Yet billy thinking,
and now he know.

Love is just will-o'-the-wisp,
adieu love!

Did you think that why to?

GAME OVER BILLY.

Misogynister

Question, who is misogynister?
gay? you? who?
The weed and laid an little bit extacy,
and bend a little soignée nymphomaniac bitch next to you,
sure you fuck up tonight,
and if you are levity to that bitch?
Dont dare you try to talk with me.

You freak.

This billet-doux is not for thou.

Should i say love is,
jollity and joyous?
all fake.

Dont judge me by jotter or letter,
all i wrote,
all you read,
Isn't true,
but it's full of melticolouness.

Thus my love to you,
Isn't real,
and isn't kitsch,
but it's a depression interminable,
that can't be stop,
and it must be stop.

And what i,
comprehend the meaning of warm-liking?
It's bête noire, blase and full of..
boredom.

But what i see,
you are different from other dame,
they all coquette and hypocrite.

If you sojourn on my heart,
snuggle me,
and i will spoke to you,
someone has stole my heart,
and you are the lucky one,
because,
the dame that i love is not thou.

All dame-lame are same.

Extinction affection.

This is not a warm-liking story,
but story of someone,
That take care of me from i born.

I remember, she bought me a brolly,
matinée coat, robot, and make a roly-poly for my lunch.
Thats all old narative.

Now, she always be prig,
we fixated row, fuss and diturbance,
always called me ne'er-do-well
and lassie wildy enthusiastic.

Prior to this, we always spoke,
about my future, ambition, and my fellows.

What my attempt to win her heart,
she just condemn, despise and decry me.
But im not defeatist and give-up with my debacle,
but gradually,
My effort just seen by her,
like piece of rapscallion rag.

And glorify her mate brat infront of me!

Start from now,
I will extinction my effection to her,
and prove to her someday,
that im not the good-for-nothing youngster!

au revoir remorseless,
Im really disappointed with your manner,
'cos called me "despicable-lads"