Ahbeng Terrible Day at the Opis

On a Monday evening .... Ahbeng dragged himself home and barely made it to his chair before he dropped down half dead.

Ahlian saw Ahbeng so tired lidat fast fast make him kopi-O-kaw and said ....

Ahlian : larling ... opis today many many work ka? You look so tired one geh?
Ahbeng : Sigh ... you dunno how terrible today at work!
Ahlian : Tell me! tell me!
Ahbeng : Wuah ... I tell lu ... today opis mia computers all kena virus!! All down!!! We all have to do our own thinking!!! You say jialat anot??!!!

Digi Yellow Man - YCF Strikes Back

You blogged about the Digi Yellow Man (YCF) and they strikes back with an image of your blog in their latest video!

The below screenshot is taken from the latest video about The 5 Minutes of Life of Digi Yellow Coverage Flers posted up in You Tube.


And this is the actual screenshot taken from this particular post from this blog.


Surely there really sint anything grand also because this blog only got half a second slot, if you wasnt paying any attention you might not know it appeared also! lol ....

Abig thanks to Cincau and Cely for the tips.

Heres the 5 minutes of the latest YCF video, enjoy!



If you cant see the embedded video then click HERE to goto the video directly.

Between Men and Women this is how we think

---

Got this from an email forwarded to me a while ago, Its abit long but its gonna worth your time reading it ..... its really a joke but there are plenty of truth innit, i mean generally ... thats how men thinks and thats how women reacts ... no?

---

Let's say a guy named Fred is attracted to a woman named Martha. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Martha, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"

And then, there is silence in the car.

To Martha, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Fred is thinking: Gosh. Six months.

And Martha is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily towards, I mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Fred is thinking: ...so that means it was...let's see...February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means...lemme check the odometer...Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.

And Martha is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed - even before I sensed it - that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being rejected.

And Fred is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right. And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Martha is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry, too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure.

And Fred is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty...scumballs.

And Martha is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Fred is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their...

"Fred," Martha says aloud.

"What?" says Fred, startled.

"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have...oh dear, I feel so..."(She breaks down, sobbing.)

"What?" says Fred.

"I'm such a fool," Martha sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight. I really know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and there's no horse."

"There's no horse?" says Fred.

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Martha says.

"No!" says Fred, glad to finally know the correct answer.

"It's just that...it's that I...I need some time," Martha says. (There is a 15-second pause while Fred, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he thinks might work.)

"Yes," he says. (Martha, deeply moved, touches his hand.)

"Oh, Fred, do you really feel that way?" she says.

"What way?" says Fred.

"That way about time," says Martha.

"Oh," says Fred. "Yes." (Martha turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.)

"Thank you, Fred," she says.

"Thank you," says Fred.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Fred gets back to his place, he opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a college basketball game between two South Dakota junior colleges that he has never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better if he doesn't think about it.

The next day Martha will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification.

They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it either.

Meanwhile, Fred, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of his and Martha's, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: "Norm, did Martha ever own a horse?"

And that's the difference between men and women.

Scrambled eggs or half boiled eggs?

Ahbeng and Ahlian just got married. So, the first morning back from their honeymoon, Ahbeng made Ahlian blekfas in bed. Ahlian took one look at the blekfas and said ....

Ahlian : Half boiled?? I wanted scrambled eggs!


Dun wanna gibe up, next morning Ahbeng made Ahlian a scrambled egg. Ahlian took one look at it and said :

Ahlian : You know how to cook one anot? Everyday also scrambled eggs you no sien one meh?! today i want half boiled eggs la!!!


Determined to please Ahlian, the next morning Ahbeng made 2 types of eggs for her. One is half boiled one and one is scrambled one with this Ahbeng thot Ahlian got no more excuse to fark him ledi ..... so Ahbeng also send the eggs to Ahlian whois still on the bed waiting for her blekfas la

Ahbeng : Here my lafu ... today I made you the kinda blekfas you wanted! I made both types of eggs so I can never go wrong ledi.

Ahlian took one look at the plate and said ...

Ahlian : Niahma! You scrambled the wrong eggs la!!!

The RM25k Promises

Ahkau wanna die ledi so he call 3 of his best fren (Ahbeng, Ahock, AhTi) to come. He then gibe them 1 envelope each, inside each envelope there is RM25k cash.

Ahkau : You 3 is my best fren ... so plomise me that you would put this envelope into my coffin when i die so i can die rich.


All 3 of them agreed to do as Ahkau asked.

Ahkau finally kiokED and 3 of them as plomised come n put the envelope beside him and get the whole thing done with.

3 months later, 3 of them met up at mamak and Ahock finally confessed ...

Ahock : actually i very guilty ledi for the past 3 months ....
AhTi : Why?
Ahock : Becoz I actually only put RM15k in the envelope .... Another 10k I burnt ledi ...
AhTi : Actually .... i also got something to confess also ....
Ahbeng : Wat izzit?
AhTi : I only put RM8k in the envelope ... another 17k I use go karaoke hire piao mei ledi ....
Ahbeng : MCH lu all!!! You all really useless wan!!! lidat also u wanna bruff!!!
AhTi : Ahbeng you mean you dint take any money from the envelope?
Ahbeng : I not as bad as u all ok? Yes ah ... i took the cash ah! But i put a RM25k personal check into the envelope! Unlike u both ... i tarak take 1 cent of Ahkau money also!