MFM Official Tok Kok thread

[singawon]

In mandarin...they call it "mei li wo fa dan", sista Joey may have saw the picture of us posted in the sg GG thread....and yes....she said...that's what I am looking for......heheehee....

Sista Joey, u wan to be my tour guide....heheheehee....

ha ha kena rejected liao.....

when a wawa say no,she mean somethings else...

[Axela]

In mandarin...they call it "mei li wo fa dan", sista Joey may have saw the picture of us posted in the sg GG thread....and yes....she said...that's what I am looking for......heheehee....

Sista Joey, u wan to be my tour guide....heheheehee....

ha ha kena rejected liao.....

when a wawa say no,she mean somethings else...

Izzit??

[singawon]

you never "par tall" before tat y you no know...heheeheee

[moeyhc]

It is called the 'Dead Chicken Kicking Rice Bowl Cover' .... or 'Fall To Ground Pick Up A Hand Full Of Sand'...syndrome.. something like that in Cantonese....

[jaguar]

Bro singawon... come nearer... no.. I mean come nearer to the screen... Ok Ok.. enough... :slap you left and right:

if you go Ipoh and ka cheow her.... come back we give you blu back treatment ..

[fancheng]

YTS Joey, need u help lah... Garmin Custom Voices Pls upload u voice said "pls turn right lah..." or "no... no... turn left ma!!!" in wav files upload here, let uncles enjoy u voices.

[singawon]

Bro singawon... come nearer... no.. I mean come nearer to the screen... Ok Ok.. enough... :slap you left and right:

if you go Ipoh and ka cheow her.... come back we give you blu back treatment ..

I tot u wana muak muak me...heheehee...

Dun woory lah...I no chance to kar cheow her lah...later my BH pull my ear hor....

[SOSweet]

Yeah bro sin, if you ka cheow her.... come back no Vienna.
You are not Patrick Tze, so don't look for girl 50 years your junior.

[jaguar]

Bro Singawon... I dunno if the story below will be relevant to your visit to Ipoh....

Farming, Corn, and Sharing

There was a farmer who grew superior quality and award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honour and prizes.

One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learnt something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbours.

"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbours when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?" the reporter asked.

"Why sir," said the farmer, "didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbours grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbours grow good corn."

The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbour's corn also improves. If we are to grow good quality corn, we must help our neighbours grow good quality corn too.... So it is in other dimensions!

Those who choose to be at harmony must help their neighbours and colleagues to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others to live well, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others to find happiness for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.

'Love thy neighbour as thyself', because they neighbour is thy own self!

[Axela]

you never "par tall" before tat y you no know...heheeheee

But I everyday c XMM mah....more xperience then u...