<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715</id><updated>2011-12-21T21:17:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Victorian Tabloid</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-116421542736371812</id><published>2006-11-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:10:27.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deja vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;this after exam nothing to do feeling is back again! but its definetely better than having books to accompany u haha. its been so long that i almost forgotten the user name and password! but i still recalled as its such a silly one haha. anyway someday i will be back to reflect  my whole life at meridian jc, naybe all of us should do that too! take care and go get a job ba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;moppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-116421542736371812?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/116421542736371812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=116421542736371812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/116421542736371812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/116421542736371812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/11/deja-vu.html' title='deja vu'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-116327683583713186</id><published>2006-11-12T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T04:30:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LEVELS? TO HELL WITH IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh hi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the exams are halfway through so yes the morons will(i think) be back soon.. or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TO HELL WITH THE EXAMS, GIVE US BACK OUR LIVES DAMMIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;still the same old &lt;em&gt;flabby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-116327683583713186?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/116327683583713186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=116327683583713186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/116327683583713186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/116327683583713186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/11/levels-to-hell-with-it.html' title='A LEVELS? TO HELL WITH IT'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-115591807357539732</id><published>2006-08-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:21:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the moron brothers are all struck with brain cancer and are on the verge of dying. stay tune for more details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;moppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-115591807357539732?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/115591807357539732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=115591807357539732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115591807357539732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115591807357539732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/08/notice.html' title='Notice.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-115203848948776334</id><published>2006-07-05T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:41:29.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Victorian Tabloid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Victorian Tabloid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-115203848948776334?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/115203848948776334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=115203848948776334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115203848948776334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115203848948776334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/07/victorian-tabloid.html' title='The Victorian Tabloid'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-115203827746749212</id><published>2006-07-05T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:37:57.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gods must be crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well it seems like the world have really gone crazy. in taiwan there are political chaos,  in iran theres this nuclear crisis, in north korea the kim jung whatever croonies refuse to stop threatening to blow the world up and even right here in the eastern part of singapore theres a big problem called the mid year exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;just as well good riddance to it, the mye finally over. i think i just might fair a bit better than last time for there is no way to deprove anyway. but really, the world really seems to be a terrible place to live in now, dont u think? haha pretty girls are gettin as seldom as my As while gayism is become increasing rampant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all this shit can only be credited to one person though.that is women. or woman rather. let me explain this very very interesting theory i came up while daydreaming during maths. long long time ago, way before there was anything on earth, there used to be two people living in a garden of eden somewhere someplace. those two people were adam and eve and eve was said to be created from ribs of adam by god. but anyway those two people stayed in the garden for many many time happily naked for they were very much pure people with no brains. god had told eve before that there is this fruit of knowledge that they should not eat for its potent and dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and being woman, eve just had to eat that damn fruit. can u imagine if she didnt?????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;there wouldnt be nuclear weapons anymore. THERE WOULDNT BE CHEMISTRY AND MATHEMATICS. how beautiful the world would be!we just have to sing dance and screw around day and night. i wouldnt mind. damn! why cant i just be the first man aka adam. i wouldnt mind having a few more ribs taken out from me to make more eve. ( but they musnt look the same.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sadly, it was not meant to be.i probably end up failing chemistry.its all eve fault. damn.i hope if i be good and sweet and nice god would put me in such a garden when i die. as a bonus maybe a can get to choose eve too. i swear i wont try to taste the fruit of knowledge. afterall its obviously disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if everything i said does not make sense, its normal. i guess u had too much of the fruit of knowledge. if u relak one corner for about 1month, i am sure u will end up like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;get some rest anyway. congrats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;u survived the midyears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;moppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-115203827746749212?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/115203827746749212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=115203827746749212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115203827746749212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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about poise and elegance. like a breakdancer VS. a ballroom dancer.The french have produced many good classy and sinful stuff....french fries, french toast, french wines and french kiss.HAHA . actually i dunno how they managed to pull it off suddenly . steroids? i mean they played like french poodle SHIT in e group stages pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa then zidane suddenly become god like lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think he putting on a show all this while la how can suddenly become so shen? french good actors right?put on show act like a oldie den come world cup show his true power.e rest oso.you have a whole cast. its a machamp l.o.t.r la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zidane is gandalf. come back from e dead.&lt;br /&gt;henry is aragon. the valiant warrior and hero.&lt;br /&gt;ribery who run up and down e whole day cause headache is legolas.aragon's understated sidekick.(maybe juz not as handsome onli)&lt;br /&gt;barthez is grimly. a clown.&lt;br /&gt;viera and makalele is frodo and sam.the unsung heros who faces the greatest challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon zidane, makalele and viera must be the strongest mid field trio currently in e world cup lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OREO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-115186047183085790?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/115186047183085790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=115186047183085790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115186047183085790'/><link 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/&gt;world cup is on....hiaz....it takes u up it takes u down. most pple i know start winning end up losing.Those who should be winning forgot to bet. correct not dharma? hahaha.Anyway i love footie and love a friendly wager.but the emotional turmoil is too great so i decided to stop after breaking even( ok la actually i lost 5 dollars, anybody who told u they broke even are liars and most probably lost money..haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one night argentina took me to cloud nine after winning a bundle the next day italy took me down to the bowels( i think rectem) of hell.and the next day esther lai took me to her office.(i should have stayed in hell).i stopped after that match.staring into blank space at 5am after losing the match is just not good especially when the night b4 u very happy and could sleep blissfully.imagine dis fucking cycle going on and on everyday. its like getting dumped one day den getting patched back and sex the other on off on off.(no i am still a virgin btw tt was juz an anology).definately not good for studying haha.u only work on ur mental sums and probability skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of principal i think i must have had some ass luck tt day. an innocuous fonecall from the school summoned me to haslinda office whereby we talked bout my results and stuff. cool stuff and the scolding and stuff was good motivation to study. e only mistake was tt i said i watched e world cup i said i watched " 1 or 2" matches and only watched e " 9 pm" ones but tt seemed tantamount to murder and was the weapon against me later on by miss lai.so after going off i got another fone call dis time the sch clerk said esther lai wants to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hong gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. all my frens never kanna y i kanna. cos i too handsum izit?lol. anyway a long story short is that esther lai sures know how to make u feel like SHIT and a worthless piece of crap.i put on my blurfuck face and juz nodded.( trying to answer back is suicidal trust me). but she still shoot me left right center. den say still want see my parents summore. hiaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well chemistry is gone. i hope i can pass my math can econs tt will be sum progress from fff. lol i cant get any worse anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-115160382969984471?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/115160382969984471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=115160382969984471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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midyrs, i shall make a feable attempt to salvage our blog and distress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;its been a week since i shaved my head and it been an eye opening experience really.. being a Victorian.. i used to baulk at our track and cross country rivals, chinese high, for their cleanly shaved heads.. to think tt im one of them now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Its amazing how doing something together can bond the team.. i dunno abt the others but i definitely feel the team is more united after opting for our latest hairdo.. being a lonely botak, dere seems to be a sense of belonging when the guys are hanging around, comparing with one another who looks better without hair.. it is satisfying to know that everyone in the team is willing to sacrifice a part of themselves to boost the team's morale.. raymond can no longer admire his golden fringe and jon cannot smear wax before he goes to sleep.. regardless of our result at national champs, im proud of the guys and losing some hair is definitely worth it.. kudos to the botaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine if the girls team decides to shave too!! though it would not happen in another million light years, it would be cool to see a bunch of natalie portmans amongst out team.. she looked awesome in v for vendetta anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dere are downsides.. apart from looking a like a fierce jailbird with a scar from a slash during one of those routine gangfights and getting those "hey ah beng wads up stares".. im tired of explaining to ppl that im not a ns man.. not to mention the reaction from my mom, "want to be a monk ah?" still not quite used to it though.. end up swishing a palm full of shampoo when i end up realising tt a 5cent coin size of it will do.. elton warned us abt the period when ur hair is neither long nor short.. ends up looking like a stiff brush.. we'll see abt tt when the time comes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;for the time being.. its back to the midyrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-115150948063493574?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/115150948063493574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=115150948063493574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115150948063493574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/115150948063493574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/06/confessions-of-botak.html' title='confessions of a botak'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114943457309671334</id><published>2006-06-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:22:53.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a sad sad situation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it seems like our blog is on the brink of extinction already!!! with everyone else doing training, girlfrening and cs-ing it seems like the mundane job of upkeeping the blog have fallen on Mighty Moppy(pardon the pun i did not mean it !!) so with the blessings of butty i am here to simply talk cock, or rather update on our skool life, which is still - cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;life have been rather boring for everyone i guess thats normal. but i heard that in vj there are like beauty pagents in the school during normal school days and not during prom. thats like freakin cool! like u get to see eye candies/or not so eye candish people on stage everyday before lesson. maybe mj should start that too. but it would be kind of sad. cos the people going up would probably be the teachers due to a CHRONIC shortages of good-looking people around. so if u are sweet and chio and cute and hot, please do put mj as ur first choice should u be sitting for ur Os at the end of this year, at least i can help save the J1 guys from losing hope in the female race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;not that there are no good-looking girls around though, there are, but they simply do not appear at mj. they probably received news of our hopeless guy population too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;therefore i have tot of a spectacular plan for mj. since we do not have enuff people to fill for our beauty pagents, we will then hold " THE SWAN" compeition, where everyone in mj can be eligible, including me! i would really like to see if they can grow me taller wahahaa. so yeah so the welfare of the entire student popujlation i will be putting that into the 'organise school activities' in the ivle portal, please pray for good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lifes a bitch, midyear is coming right after the june holidays and one week of it has already crumbled away . though we had one week of lectures, (sad to say) my class only did turn up for one day. haha there was a significant empty three rows during everylecture save for a few that did turn up. instead of going for lectures we ended up at changi village eating nasi lemak or city hall slacking/studying, which wasnt that bad after all!! haha. i guess our tutors really given up on us already la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i read in the news papers that students in indonesia are having depressions or trama that they cannot go to school because of the onslaught of natural disasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;forgive me but U HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME. DEPRESSION??? no way ba! maybe thats just for me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok so thats it, i want to sleep already haha. should u really feel bored or something maybe u should too think of something for mj to brighten our gloomy lives. something to to tune of hot bodies compeition or swimsuit specials etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i will ppromise i wont ever skip school again if that happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if that happens la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;moPPy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114943457309671334?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114943457309671334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114943457309671334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114943457309671334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114943457309671334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-sad-sad-situation.html' title='its a sad sad situation.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114814011181288365</id><published>2006-05-20T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:07:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;band concert was boringly sleepable. plus it didn't even have an encore.. how damn bloody boringly boring is that??!?!?!!! what concert on earth doesn't have an encore? okay let's exclude the mj choir concert, but at least it was more interesting than the band one (i'm sorry band nuts but its true). but who cares about concerts when nabisco has set up a new factory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;maybe we should hold a piano concert staring people such as our dear &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;moppy&lt;/span&gt; or even eternality? woohoo that would be entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114814011181288365?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114814011181288365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114814011181288365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114814011181288365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114814011181288365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/05/concerts_20.html' title='concerts'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114779619080022430</id><published>2006-05-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:08:01.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MORONS ARE BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wow its been a while since i've been here.. i've been busy with cs among some other stuff. and yes that stands for counter-strike(stop laughing you assholes i know you are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since moppy's talking about colin &amp;amp; kero, let me just share what i think. well, i think they are just a pair of attention seeking gay gays. i've got nothing wrong with gays either, but their AA posts are just wayyyyyy too disturbing. who in their decent state of mind(not that either of them are considering their sexuality) would want to tell the the rest of the world every single detail of what they have done for the past few days? i wonder when they'll start talking about how intimate and pleasurable their sex was the night before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since we're on the topic of gays, here's HARD GAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFKpriH8s0g"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFKpriH8s0g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type "hard gay" in the search bar for more HARD GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the new malay cleaner who usually hangs out around the gallery toilet area and near the canteen. i'm not being racist okay, its just that he happened to be a malay. so anyway, he's not really very stable up there and he talks to the people he walks past. i was changing in the toilet today when he walked in, and just stood beside the bench staring at the wall. i dunno if he was acting like he was peeing or what coz i didn't dare to look over at him. after i was done, he started talking to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr. cleaner:&lt;/strong&gt; okay already ah? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to tell you something important...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flabby:&lt;/strong&gt; ya &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr. cleaner:&lt;/strong&gt; orh okay. you know ah.. cleaning the toilet is my job. you all don't need to clean toilet one. sometimes i wanna clean, then the boy say 'never mind never mind' i clean. later the teacher come in say boy why you clean toilet not in lesson? yada yada yada. so next time ah boy, just let me clean the toilet. it is my job, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flabby:&lt;/strong&gt; oh okay, thank you very much ah. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;errrrr...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr. cleaner:&lt;/strong&gt; it's my job, yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flabby:&lt;/strong&gt; *pats his back and points a thumbs up* kk thanks, bye! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;phew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's abit crazy haha.. but kinda entertaining nonetheless. at least the only thing he does is talk rubbish. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to study for your tests and mid-years little boys and girls! cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114779619080022430?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114779619080022430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114779619080022430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114779619080022430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114779619080022430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/05/morons-are-back.html' title='THE MORONS ARE BACK!'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114779132876637771</id><published>2006-05-16T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:59:52.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well it has been ages people type stuff into this blog, much less gossip. anyway to start the ball rolling go visit colinandkero.blogspot.com for insights into girlish gay life.but a note of concern pl do have ur meal before that lest u lose ur appetite. the blog is about two lesbianish gay(pardon the pun) who blog about their daily life. one of them supposely works in a bubble tea shop in jurong point so please do VISIT him.i mean, i am fine with gays and stuff but FARK! gays dun take neoprint and sing k box together for heavens sake. heck, they start and end every sentence with dear.Thats like so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;'mUAckS mUacKs :) :)'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;FArK them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway back track a little i have yet to thank all for the birthday wishes and present, my class who presented me with a 40D ( waaaaa!) BLUSH! bra and many many sweets and moron brothers and ken for the physics thingie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;which means shit. i am 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i can smoke drink drive and make babies. and of course i have to protect my country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but yet i cant watch RA movies. i am sure that makes lotsa sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;dun worry, i believe i will be watching alot while i am protecting the country anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and they will be like better and free versions. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;JC sucks. really. thats like the gazillionth time it is said. it sucks the life out of everyone making us faceless zombies with no energy. thankfully i got people around me who still radiate some sparks out like the boys and my class! i think my class is the only one that everyone possess a sense of humor save for very very few. and the girls bitch like the boys bitch like the girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so yeah, its cool. we should make pri school 2 years sec skool 6 years and jc 4 years. that would rock really, in terms of the friendship gained and stuff. heck i dun even remember all my pri six classmates anymore la!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;maybe thats just me. which also probably explains why i keep failing chemistry.\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;six months more before we take the all so mighty A levels. before that we have a huge stumbling block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;no its not the midyears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its world cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;to share a quote from my class to our dearest econs teacher who urged us to sttudy hard for the mid years during the june hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;" U can take the A levels everyyear, should u fail, BUT u only can watch the world cup ONCE every four years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;YesSsa!!! thats the spirit!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;P.S i learnt the hard way :if u kana dirty red thing onto face = pimples! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;derrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114779132876637771?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114779132876637771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114779132876637771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114779132876637771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114779132876637771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/05/revival.html' title='revival.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114736549696117359</id><published>2006-05-11T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:38:17.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping our blog alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It been light years since anyone here decided to blog about anything..  maybe its the lack of  mbrothers meetings recently.. everyone's busy with their own stuff.. moppy with his private dates with denousse.. bae with his rage faction and swarovski and i have no idea wads with elgay.. havent seen him anywhere around.. not even in the gym where he gets his usual chest enlargement.. no gossip meetings= no tabloid news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Went for mj's choir concert on wed after training.. i must say i was enjoying myself looking at some faces while submerged in the music.. mj choir certainly has some really enthusiastic peeps.. they get so engrossed in their vocals tt they start to look real funny.. nostrils enlarging.. eyes shut.. But on the overall i thought the concert was good.. was my first choir concert anyway.. oh heres something interesting tt happened.. elgay msged me during the concert and said after this our turn.. some lean on me.. HAHAHA.. i dun ever want to remind myself of the horror experience where i took centerstage just for 3 hours of cip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;before i end off.. i've noticed something recently.. gays are taking over.. this months of april and may have been the gayest months of the year.. spotted tons of people from the broken wrist society in our very own mj.. leaping into the air with their 2 legs up and swinging their ever-loose hands.. even tv mobile is promoting gayism with their broadcast of 'designer guys'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114736549696117359?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114736549696117359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114736549696117359' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114736549696117359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114736549696117359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/05/keeping-our-blog-alive.html' title='keeping our blog alive'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114398790808257925</id><published>2006-04-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:25:08.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>block test blues</title><content type='html'>F F F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now at least i know i cant do any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114398790808257925?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114398790808257925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114398790808257925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114398790808257925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114398790808257925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/04/block-test-blues.html' title='block test blues'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114337442704091751</id><published>2006-03-26T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:39:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Block Test Syndrome(PBTS)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Juz like moppy, im suffering from PBTS too... though of a different nature... While he is having an oestrogen level outburst and suffering from acute auntycitis(probably blogged with a stolen SK2 facial treatment mask from his sis), I'm down with trainicitis. National Junior Championships are up in a week and i have no mood for anything except training. the MR500 was great!! the team performed well with jac and vasin both coming in 3rd for their events.. i was relatively happy with my performance considering how close i was to that NTU bugger.. the hwa chong guy that got last seemed rather distraught though.. michelle said he was walking around aimlessly.. i certainly hope hes still sane. coz insane ppl arent good to mess with..maybe he would be back with a vendetta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of vendetta, watched V for Vendetta the other day. a cool movie abt indespicable politics, terrorism, totalitarianism and liberation.. though politics is something i cant understand, the shows give an slight phantom of the opera meets the matrix feel.maybe with abit of zorro action. natalie portman's performance was delightful too. with or without her hair. im refering to the real one if u have any sneaky ideas up your sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dere was this man/women selling vietnam and thai cuisine at the le meridien food court.. it was a quite a slight with all the customers giving funny glares while he/she was serving them. all least he/she is on a decent path of living unlike the fellow compatriots at changi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow moppy has an uncanny ability to blog crap coz i cant seem to think of much stuff to talk about.. maybe the facials and eye creams have done him abit of good.. wonder whats the active ingredients in those beauty products.. maybe its methyl insanecylate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.. i think PBTS has really gotten into me.. im uttering absolute rubbish. which is what this blog is supposed to be all about in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114337442704091751?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114337442704091751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114337442704091751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114337442704091751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114337442704091751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/post-block-test-syndromepbts.html' title='Post Block Test Syndrome(PBTS)'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114336413693496047</id><published>2006-03-26T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:14:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold sunday afternoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its kind of strange when we dun have blog test anymore. it seems like a sense of emptyness suddeenly descended on me! so therefore i am here in front of the computer embarking on a another talking shit journey.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sometimes its kind of cool when u can be female. haha then when u have nothing to do the time u can go do like facial or shopping , play mahjong or talk onthe phone like my aunt does. instead being guys ,the act of going shopping with other guys wont be very respected much less about facials!we just sleep when we have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;but thats isnt that bad after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing old then is a terrifying thing. i think when i grow old i would go start selling tissue paper to the cars parked at east coast beach after like midnight. i would go like ' tissue paper tissue paper !!!' and peep into those engine-running-windows-drawn up-front-seats-down cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that would be good. one packet ten dollar.&lt;br /&gt;ten car hundred dollars.&lt;br /&gt;not bad.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really i dun know what i want to do when i grow up sia. i think everyones like that.heck i dun even know what course i wanna do in university! i just want to slack for the rest of my life la. damn why isnt there a occupation like that ar.&lt;br /&gt;i think i just try to study as hard and secure a place in U first while start trying to find out what i wanna to do in school from now!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is cool i learnt a lot of things from my new class. haha i realise cao cao is a singer not a general from romance of three kingdom. i learn that FFF is flirt fuck forget and not refering to grades. i guess i also sort of learnt my third chinese song . not bad already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes boring sia! if only i could like play every single song on piano and sing along, that would be fun sia. can go busk too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table tennis compeition coming i i might be playing for mj. not bad i can get my ass kicked by those sickening good underaged china dweebs again.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;health and fitness better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-for firmer breast join H and F-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;moppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114336413693496047?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114336413693496047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114336413693496047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114336413693496047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114336413693496047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/cold-sunday-afternoon.html' title='cold sunday afternoon.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114321398319141252</id><published>2006-03-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:26:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cacophony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;actually i am not sure the spelling for cacophony but anyway never mind. well anyway theres lotsa things that happened in schooll recently. block test for one is something we all wanna forget( except alvin). it seems like the dream of moron brothers to receive our a level cert from miss lai next year is a tad too hard to acheive. but maybe still can get( if there is) best improvement award la), from OFF to OED or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway the new batch is in and it seems like the process of puttin the freshies into uniform somewhat destroyed the abilities of the moron brothers to do talent scouting in the canteen. damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;on a different note, sargas won the 2nd orientation campfire and overall. i wasnt there when it happened and i sort of felt a twinge of regret for not staying back to watch the performance. but nevertheless their OHL is one of my freshie and i am quite proud of that! he had sent an sms to us to thank all the ogls for the inspiration we had on him and i sort of wondered what did i really contributed to sargas! maybe the oreos and yupi gummy bears i bought did the trick! overall i am super thankful that the og i got was entu and they are quite bonded now. thats probabiy the best sastifaction one could get!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;life in jc suck big time. so much that we had two recent sucide cases and god knows how many that happened in the past. luckily being obnoxiously happy people i never had that kind of tendency. besides it would kind of suck if u die and haven had or did so many things. if any of u do have such feelings pl do read this blog more often. u will realise u are not the only crazy people on this earth then. should that not work u should definetely consult elton on the secret of happiness in life- &lt;strong&gt;kechoking&lt;/strong&gt;. this addiction will definetely change ur life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well, at least it changed his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;always look on the bright side of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;moPPy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on a side note  being a slow retard i only just realise that friendster have this photo grabbing function!!! while i have not grabbed any photo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;yet this is quite actually quite cool! it allows u to do  new things like defacement and idolisation. wahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;take care then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114321398319141252?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114321398319141252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114321398319141252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114321398319141252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114321398319141252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/cacophony.html' title='cacophony'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114313374513381341</id><published>2006-03-24T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:09:05.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog tests</title><content type='html'>ownage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blocktests 1 elgay 0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114313374513381341?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114313374513381341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114313374513381341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114313374513381341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114313374513381341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-tests.html' title='blog tests'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114293642187732215</id><published>2006-03-21T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:20:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kochoke champion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;jc life really sucks.. i also wanna be champion. but everyday also study, where got time to be champion? eh but come to think of it, even if cannot be bodybuilding champion, still can be kochoke champion right anot elton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway all you idiots reading this now, please go study for the freaking block tests la. hopefully i won't blog till i fail my exams or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GOOD LUCK WE ALL NEED IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114293642187732215?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114293642187732215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114293642187732215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114293642187732215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114293642187732215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/kochoke-champion.html' title='kochoke champion'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114287265967214640</id><published>2006-03-21T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:37:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW ECONS FUCK I STILL DUNNO MARKET STRUCTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life passes by too fast. too fast. no time to stop and smell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck jc life backside la. dunno whether got time to be champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114287265967214640?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114287265967214640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114287265967214640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114287265967214640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114287265967214640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/tomorrow-econs-fuck-i-still-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114175134360529303</id><published>2006-03-08T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T01:09:03.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stress has taken down many, especially college students like us. But is it a good reason for departure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Most people have not had a taste of defeat, a taste of being at the bottom. Many took it as a joke when someone scores 0 or 1 for a paper. Put yourself in that situation, how would you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For those in the same boat as me, let defeat be nothing but education, nothing but the first step for something better. Persevere, and soon your difficulties and obstacles will vanish into air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Although life is one damned thing after another, never let this medley of extemporanea tear you down, hang on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;With sympathy and condolences,&lt;br /&gt;uGin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114175134360529303?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114175134360529303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114175134360529303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114175134360529303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114175134360529303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114174429464864822</id><published>2006-03-07T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T23:11:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funeral for a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he departed this world on monday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a nice guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a fellow classmate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a loyal liverpool supporter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ultimately a true blue victorian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the apparent reason why he tooked the leap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;POSSESION as many chinese culture believers may put it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe in more scientific terms.. its could be hallucination, temporary mental insanity and even schizophrenia.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;there could be no other reasons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he was perfectly fine the day b4... went to tuition with a few friends.. even won 10 dollars from a soccer bet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;who would have seen it coming in the wee hrs of the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my heartfelt condolences and deepest sympathy to his family.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he will certainly be dearly missed by fellow classmates and loved ones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SUICIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 cases in a matter of days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the coincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;both are jc students.. probably highlights the dumb stress that jc students are facing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;regardless of all that stress.. stress can nver be a good reason for a person to end his life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is there really any problem that cant be solved.. or can be solved by ending your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It is an escape maybe.. an escape that requires a hell lot of 'courage'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This world, this world is cold.. but you don’t, you don’t have to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114174429464864822?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114174429464864822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114174429464864822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114174429464864822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114174429464864822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/funeral-for-friend.html' title='funeral for a friend'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114149340607860673</id><published>2006-03-05T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:32:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RI? ACSI?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If RI boys rule the country,&lt;br /&gt;and ACSI boys own it,&lt;br /&gt;then we VS boys obviously own RI and ACSI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;muahahaha! (RGS Girls? Not worth mentioning!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114149340607860673?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114149340607860673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114149340607860673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114149340607860673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114149340607860673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/ri-acsi.html' title='RI? ACSI?'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114149328955307002</id><published>2006-03-05T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:34:38.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big thanks to ammonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;Bold the statements that are true to you&lt;br /&gt;Italise the statements that you WISH are true&lt;br /&gt;leave the Fibs alone&lt;br /&gt;Then, stab 5 guys to do the same test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;I dont watch TV these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I own lots of books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've tried marijuana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been in a threesome.(fivesome actually)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I carry my knife/razor evrywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid at sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I talk really,really fast.&lt;br /&gt;I have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way i look.&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; am&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;currently&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;single&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop then eat.&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dislike them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm a pretty good &lt;strong&gt;dancer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in God(click).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have dated a close friends's ex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am happy at this moment!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm obsessed with guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democrat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am preppy.&lt;br /&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WANNA SEE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walk barefoot wherever i can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sausage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk(swear) in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsesical, the better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like a person of the same sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love being happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;stabbed by captain stabbin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;all the 4557 of you who read this blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- THE MORON BROTHERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114149328955307002?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114149328955307002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114149328955307002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114149328955307002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114149328955307002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/big-thanks-to-ammonia.html' title='big thanks to ammonia'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114146764497935796</id><published>2006-03-04T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T18:20:44.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's this craze in school now about walking, running and jumping through walls and pillars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Out of curiousity, i tried it and it really worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/externalPlayer/58203/ddiy42ai4/3/" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="268" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114146764497935796?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114146764497935796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114146764497935796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114146764497935796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114146764497935796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/03/through-wall.html' title='Through Wall'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114094273093239186</id><published>2006-02-26T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T16:32:11.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-reborn-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Finally i am back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i apologise for my long delay due to me checking out the prerequsites for joining NYP. i heard its a cool place there where people do films with their handphones!!! so should i not graduate to uni i can head there and be a star in 10- min long videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;then u guys can support me by buying t-shirts cups and other memerobilia named after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway enough bout that already i shall go on to something else. since last time we blogged and got our selves a few New friends, i think its better to mock something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway i read with great amusement that malaysia seems to be building a new causeway to replace the old one . the funny thing is they never really did informed Sngapore about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And they said that it would be one ' scenic half-bridge'!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how can a bridge be scenic when its half????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wait a min, how can it even be a bridge when its half????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kars kant fly kant swim u noe unless they can james bond or something la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i dun understand sia. maybe politics is like that, its not meant to be understood.just like chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;to the local news, i read this article which featured old ACSI boys working in the singapore sports council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;it wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;RI boys may rule the country, but ACSI boys own it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;FUCK U!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we VS boys pay our taxes too u bitch!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;just because their school not some funny funny motto means good leh. our nil sine labore is obviously better. we even live by the opp of it . labore nil sine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we labor without hard work k, much smarter than them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but really if RI boys rule the country and ACSI boys own it then what do we VS boys do????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh i noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we SLACK in it. labore nil sine u see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;GET thaTT RIGHT.maybe i should study really hard and be a journalist.then i can publish biase remarks. maybe the moron brothers should all become journalist. then with elGAY as the chief editor of the newspaper we can call it-- ' The Straight Times'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but its kinda of unfair leh. what bout catholic high and chines high boys????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i think maybe they just sit down there and peitition and protest against the RI ENGLISH rule or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;monfort how???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;er...ER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;they just play badminton la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;see ya soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moPPy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;p.s this entry solely  trys to invoke laughter only. if u do not find it amusing just laugh  off at my feeble attempt.take care then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114094273093239186?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114094273093239186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114094273093239186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114094273093239186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114094273093239186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/reborn.html' title='-reborn-'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114070518554654714</id><published>2006-02-23T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:36:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seems like the rest of them are busy with their stuff, and I'm the only active one here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Elton: Busy hiding behind the LTs hanky pankying with *ahem*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alvin: Busy with his *ahem*. Forever going out siaL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dharma: Busy with his sapam rowing and girls who are crowding around him like mbrother's one and only meh-neh-___ *ahem*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Derrick: I've got no idea what this asshole is busy with. Forever not in skool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, yes.. this place will soon become my blog. DOMINATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's these two things which actually amazed me, serious:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1: This happened a few days back. I was on my way home from school after training on bus 55 when this SR girl boarded the bus. She sat down on one of the four royal seats in those classic SBS buses where u're able to see you fellow passangers. The bus accelerated and she dropped some stuff on the floor. This kind lookin auntie opposite her picked it up for her and guess wat...? it's TWO brand new bottles of RENU contacts solution. The news is already burning hot and yah, i don't know why she bought it. Blind herself so that she can get out of that sheet school of hers? =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2: That day Mr. Aaron Luke Tan (alt) wanted the list of name of my kids who're going to be playing for nationals. NRIC, class and yah dah yah dah. Some of them didn't give me their full name and yes, I had to go ask them one by one. I came to this name "Janice Yip" on the list. "oei, what's your full name?" and guess wat she did...?!?! SHE TOOK OUT HER NRIC TO CHECK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; NAME. OMG!!! and amazingly, she found out that her full name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YIP SZE YING JANICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. anyway, she's my v.cap. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gtg collect some knee guard sia. uGin and his broken knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114070518554654714?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114070518554654714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114070518554654714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114070518554654714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114070518554654714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-114001742318032573</id><published>2006-02-15T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:33:25.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Defence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;my post here ain't got any link to the title alrite? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;anyway, for some bloodie reason my name is up on the chem notice board, bout the chem test last week. i'm the last guy out of us 3 jus becoz i'm in 224 and their class is of a lower digit and yes, for fuck sake, ZERO cos i didnt take the fuckin paper not ZERO cos i'm dumb. although i might still be on the same sheet (shit) of paper if i've taken it, it wouldnt be so bloody obvious at the bottom right? hell man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;anyway, i found some bikers in skool. but pavement seems to be a better choice for them. tat's jus lyk playin ping pong on the teachers' table with our calculator cover. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;alrite, happy total defence day... ENJOY~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-114001742318032573?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/114001742318032573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=114001742318032573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114001742318032573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/114001742318032573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/total-defence-day.html' title='Total Defence Day'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113983832032351843</id><published>2006-02-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:45:20.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my valentine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;damn our blog is getting really dead. since tomolo is valentine day i shall now start to mutter some rubbish regarding love then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;firstly, my mom had some chinese horoscope book which she had me to read a couple of days back. she particularly refered me to the studies section which said that this year is not a particularly good year for dragon babies to excel in their studies. cool, at least i got some xcuse should i fail my a levels. being me, i ' accidently looked under the love section which said that dragon babies would find love this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so now where i start to talk cock....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if dragon babies should find love this year then all our girlfren also dragon ar! furthur more the book said i should beware of the snake and goat. so means i am fine la!! cos all my fren dragon.cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so which means according to the stars in the sky i should be looking for a 1988 baby, ( girl preferably) , with no relations to goat and snake, and have the favorite colours of green and brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;which means we are all lookin for the same girl , for we are all DRAGONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;kkk, i thhink we can consider girlfren sharing then. there isnt so many other dragons with the stated qualifications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sigh... have a nice valentines day.with ur other dragons i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;moppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113983832032351843?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113983832032351843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113983832032351843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113983832032351843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113983832032351843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-valentine.html' title='my valentine.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113971495058200159</id><published>2006-02-12T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:29:10.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i realised at the far side of this world lies a group of people who shares the same interest as us. they too have nicknames for everyone!!! and there are 5 of them!!! and they are sisters!!! maybe we should merge...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moPPy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113971495058200159?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113971495058200159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113971495058200159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113971495058200159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113971495058200159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/coincidence.html' title='coincidence.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113928929882481356</id><published>2006-02-07T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:14:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If we wait for the traffic to clear and drivers to learn to share           the roads with us, might as well forget it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-uGin 2:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113928929882481356?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113928929882481356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113928929882481356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113928929882481356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113928929882481356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/biking.html' title='Biking'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113920867926832355</id><published>2006-02-06T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T14:51:19.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suumm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Leeeeaaaannnn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pllleeeaassee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Soo Juusstt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Juussttt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113920867926832355?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113920867926832355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113920867926832355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113920867926832355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113920867926832355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/pray-for-us.html' title='Pray for Us'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113889809008730216</id><published>2006-02-03T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T11:20:55.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turbulance.</title><content type='html'>in the midst of a super bad flu i had to come up with this entry to summarise and dispel all the happenings in this week. firstly apparantly two assholes from here decided to impersonate me for no reason at all. at least they didnt type bad stuff or they would die horribly. anyway this period here have been a challenging one for us for somehow or the other we have suddenly became MARKED men. this is probably due to the content on the blog which all of us here sees it as nothing offensive.&lt;br /&gt;actually Come ON!! i mean a blog contains whatever the authors want to rant and bitch bout. we did not come up with a blog to tell others how gay we are or our gay exploits or what did we buy at NTUC today. we are here to provide entertainment for ourselves in a self-depreciating and fun manner to substantiate or boring lives in jc. somehow or the other we had accidently stepped on other people toes without even bitching bout anyone. however we never intended to critically harm anyone feelings.For the goodwill of the weak and the weak-hearted we then advise u to better not visit our blog. To us gossipiing and bitching means hackin down a persons character, something that we certainly do not do. we do not go around saying how horny or bastardly a person is. what we do however :) , is to laugh at the ongoings that happens around the school. we never wanted to create the blog to be another xiaxue, to have supporters but if people support us then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;as such, we would not let this episode take us down. we will definetely still entertain ourselves with the stuff around school by bloggin in our usual manner that we do.however we woulnt mind anyone tag comments on our blog to give CONSTRUCTIVE feedback to us. to our detractors who bear grudges against us, we would not bother to rebuke u anymore for there is no need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;faux pas philosophor(damn hard to spell) moppy have this phrase for everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'for those that hate us no convincing is enough, for those that believe in us no convincing is required.' moppy 1:23 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we hope we gave our thoughts on this episode and we hope to have ur love.haha take care and see ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;moPPY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s we also certainly hope we wont fail our As bloggin! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113889809008730216?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113889809008730216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113889809008730216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113889809008730216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113889809008730216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/02/turbulance.html' title='turbulance.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113872097628476780</id><published>2006-01-31T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:52:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elementary</title><content type='html'>By a stroke of sheer luck, elgay thinks he has stumbled upon e author of the f-sis. and surprisingly, its not even one of the pple we initially had in mind.(pink panther theme..haha)......and since we have realised that something wad we write actually could affect some pple SO much.......especially somebody we don't even know or have not bothered bout....we have decided to remove that post if it will make anybody feel any better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:that below quote onli refers to fishballs...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MBrothers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113872097628476780?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113872097628476780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113872097628476780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113872097628476780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113872097628476780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/elementary.html' title='elementary'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113869977437998552</id><published>2006-01-31T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:51:54.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"i like the fish&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;balls&lt;/span&gt;, damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big and bouncy&lt;/span&gt;. thats how i like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all my balls&lt;/span&gt;." -&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;elgay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M. Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113869977437998552?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113869977437998552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113869977437998552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113869977437998552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113869977437998552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/fishballs.html' title='fishballs'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113846040499011244</id><published>2006-01-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:53:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;apparantly some of our over zealous fans have started a blog to honour the contributions we have made to society. wow!!! i must say i am certainly impressed!!! like us they are as proficient in swear words as ours in gossips!!! i was thinking...if dharma arm big no balls then my arm small got lotsa balls la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no leh , last time i check i only got two!!!! how??? can tell me why??? i mean since u guys got nothing to blog bout blog bout this la!!! but anyway u guys should relax la, if u kind of need friends visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;www.friendster.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; ( accounts free, f-sisters login should be quite unique so yeah .no worries confirm can get account!!!)&lt;br /&gt;dun worry we linked u so see ya soon. personally i am super amused and perturbed by ur posts for we dun remember offending anyone in any way.ur postings, on the other hand, left a tremendous and deep psychological scar on all . as such we realise that being ourselves wasnt really the best way to get friends. we seriously hope that somewhere in the near future u will come to love us as we love u.&lt;br /&gt;with lotsa lotsa love&lt;br /&gt;moPPy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113846040499011244?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113846040499011244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113846040499011244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113846040499011244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113846040499011244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/world-peace.html' title='world peace.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113838662842341860</id><published>2006-01-28T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:30:28.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is the love?</title><content type='html'>Wa...now we got hate club.macham U.S highschool bitch-fest catfight. visit f-sisters.blogspot.com for more info.THIS SHOWS MBROTHERS IS HEADING IN E RIGHT DIRECTION FOR SUPERSTARDOM.Cos every celeb has their critic!yup yup u cant be a superstar without haters.so looks like f-sisters has helped us step a level... haha.Hey hey hey....where is the love man? y the flaming and the all e hate ?lol... elgay is a peace-loving guy you know? Den u say canoeing arm big nvr say my arm big i quite sad too....and why must you bring up the matter bout being gay? i have enough problems as it is now with that stupid stigma,if u dun believe i am not gay u leave me one night with ur mom or sister den nex morning find out k?LOL.hey.....Are you all really girls? or guys faking as girls? cos lesbians are hot in their own unique way.... you should intro urselves to us.well whoever you all are, u seem quite lonely and sad, so much angst, if you need some friends, the mbrothers can always help you find some.Well...just wanna let you know that ur appearence has amused and excited the mbrothers greatly and generated alot of interest for the tabloid so we would like to thank you for that in that aspect.your comments bout us while negative are however highly amusing and comical so we find no point in bothering to take offense with a person who either has not or dare not reveal himself.Cheers!hope that there can be some lovin~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113838662842341860?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113838662842341860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113838662842341860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113838662842341860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113838662842341860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-is-love.html' title='where is the love?'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113837949911377497</id><published>2006-01-28T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T00:31:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Milestone Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;2500 viewer Milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, The Moron Brothers would AGAIN like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;1. everyone for their continual support for visiting our page.&lt;br /&gt;2. those who've been refreshing their browser non-stop to bring up our viewer rate.&lt;br /&gt;3. and of cos, ourselves! Also for refreshing our browser non-stop, when making amendments to make sure the site is presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you pple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Mbrothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113837949911377497?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113837949911377497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113837949911377497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113837949911377497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113837949911377497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-milestone-record.html' title='Another Milestone Record'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113829779615820005</id><published>2006-01-27T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:49:56.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Blogs have evolved from personal diaries to information super highways. a good analogy to describe the world of blogs would be the open sea..  where people play battleships.. trying to sink ships with scheming tactics and missles of explicit content. It is indeed amazing wad blogs can be used for in recent times. there i am sitting back not bothering to post anything and at the same time wondering my balls are(should be at my groin if im nt wrong) when a blog pops up and calls us a bunch of homosexual cats. how cool. and wads the greatest thing about blogs? we dun even know who these feline namers are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113829779615820005?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113829779615820005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113829779615820005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113829779615820005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113829779615820005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/power-of-blogs.html' title='The power of blogs'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113829124010408485</id><published>2006-01-26T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:18:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're on a MISSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Moron Brothers will be having audition next week on wednesday. For what, it'll be a secret for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But for now, you guys out there can sponsore us with SUM luck. Thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yah. And we sincerely apologise to those whom The Moron Brothers have disturbed during common recess and break today in the canteen when we made elgay sing. (if ya call that singing) We're really sorrie for our wrong actions. Please forgive us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing. Happy Lunar New Year to ALL. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113829124010408485?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113829124010408485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113829124010408485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113829124010408485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113829124010408485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/were-on-mission.html' title='We&apos;re on a MISSION'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113812034584089975</id><published>2006-01-25T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:27:59.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another innocent kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we were in the PE dept. Miss Choy was on the couch bouncing around, SUM nv seen before stunts from her. she was nice to us, maybe becoz we wanted to book the courts only and not there to ask for trouble, lyk irritating her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then, this young fella came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"erm.. hello. May i borrow some balls to play?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Would you please specify?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the next thing u realise: that kid broke a glass panel while having fun with his volleyBALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113812034584089975?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113812034584089975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113812034584089975' title='0 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style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wow, it has been freaggin long since i have blog and its probably due to my acute lazycitis. anyway first things first we would all like to wish Mr dharma wank a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! hope u win at the nationals and ur comp to justify ur effort during ur crazy training.&lt;br /&gt;Also congrats to elton who won some river raft race today!!! he got second in the under 60 category( where the raft must be below 60 kg). this is probably due to the tons of water he lost at east meadows, the residence of our best canoist in town. anyway no matter what congrats morons u all did well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that i shall now talk bout the life in skool now and before. firstly i have changed class and its kinda of strange as its a whole new different atmosphere. firstly my class primary converse wif chinese one language i am not too famailiar with.( but given my past credentials, i am sure i can cope haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first day in school was super disgusting, i had to endure writing 400 times of ' i will be early for maths' by our maths teacher, who happens to be probably doulbe my size and weight. then mr. naresh furthur brighten my day by meomeorising my name and promise to call me during lecture. probably the only gratifaction is that during chem it is super slack and i am probably gonna fail chem if we continue this way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but anyway yeah so thats bout my class. on a different note it shall comment on the super cool happenings around school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1)confrontasi 2006 was a super cool event by organiser attica .its a event fought between two sides one all dark blue and the other side half dark blue. apparantly the first battle was won by the former and the second by the latter.the final showdown has yet to begin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2) sky blue, snow white and jet ( yuehan note, its JET not JACK. we dun go for guys,my fren) black are probably the most happening things around. they can form the meridian sailormoon club. undoubtly jet black probably is da leader. dunno why ngiam say E4, E5 we where got E??? i tot she alhena??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3) new pairings are sighted in school and around towns while old ones seems to have broke off. i guess its normal la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i shall blog bout other stuff really soon including the return of queen armadila in star wars as she try to conquer the realms of guangDa and also my new chinese new year resolutions!!!!( since i forgotten to make my new year ones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yet on a very different note, i would like to say my ex- class rocks and i hope everyone is doing fine and i hope that my new class gets more united cos we are now like rojak cos we are all from differnt classes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Moppy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113733228148793909?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113733228148793909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113733228148793909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113733228148793909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113733228148793909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/victorian-tabloid.html' title='The Victorian Tabloid'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113731536162634322</id><published>2006-01-15T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:57:47.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank u!</title><content type='html'>I want to thank...&lt;br /&gt;my manager and financial assitance, my father, for helping me leading into the last few days of comp.&lt;br /&gt;my sister for helping me take photos.&lt;br /&gt;my mother for refraining from nagging me.&lt;br /&gt;my friends who turned up, althought u were late.&lt;br /&gt;my coach for guiding and mentoring me&lt;br /&gt;my gym buddies for pushing me and teaching me.pple like dex,clarence and all the rest,too many to mention.Gilbert for convincing me to load.Ibrahim for teaching me to shed the last 2 kgs,double H for encouraging me.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who i gave attitude or made sad leading to the comp, especially those close to me like my girl.&lt;br /&gt;Those people who wasted ten minutes of their lives to help me cut down by pressing the treadmill...haha,Dharma,alvin and others i cannot remember at press time.those helped alot.&lt;br /&gt;My body for not breaking down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not have done it without help.Thank you! the countdown begins....3....2.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113731536162634322?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113722206383682192</id><published>2006-01-14T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:02:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gangsters in MJC - Half Nailed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It was just like those drama serial you see on your television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She was so apologetic, she asked for atiqah's no. from Tian Wei her OGL. And of course, he got to know the incident through the mouths of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;DHS&lt;/span&gt; girl's OGmates. And guess what...? It was reported to higher authorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BIG 5&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;DHS&lt;/span&gt; girl have already settled their problem, but things were just too late. Elle and Bai were called up by Pancratius and got a hell lot of scolding. The other 3 members of&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BIG 5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were yet to be called up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The Moron Brothers&lt;/span&gt; will check things out ASAP we promise, to satisfy your desire of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red hot happenings&lt;/span&gt; in MJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, who is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Snow White&lt;/span&gt;? And i've already noticed JACKblack since 1st day of school. haha. She was in E4 or E5 for 1st day of orientation. just normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;AH NOR still the BEST AR~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113722206383682192?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113722206383682192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113722206383682192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113722206383682192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113722206383682192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2006/01/gangsters-in-mjc-half-nailed.html' title='Gangsters in MJC - Half Nailed'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113715167968462795</id><published>2006-01-13T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:34:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colour mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sky blue,&lt;br /&gt;jet black,&lt;br /&gt;snow white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and counting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;still more to come, proudly brought to you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE MORON BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ps. love never dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113715167968462795?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113715167968462795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Gangsters in MJC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just because she wore your &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RGS&lt;/span&gt; uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the BIG 5 - ati, bai, nao, chel and elle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marqee&gt;&lt;/marqee&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Konfrontasi 2006&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BIG 5&lt;/span&gt; confronted this poor DHS girl who was in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RGS&lt;/span&gt; uniform in the college canteen at 1400hour today. with nao and elle at the side line, ati and bai bombarded her with countless questions. i'm sure she was terrified by OOI, their DA JIE DA. she was standing there and as usual, equipped with her ah lian face. tat poor girl surely pee-ed in her pants. i mean... skirt. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she was apologetic, they let her off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no fight sia. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BASKET~!~! wat bout tat bloody DHS girl with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;VICTORIAN&lt;/span&gt; tie???&lt;br /&gt;bahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;proudly brought to you by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sQueeshy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113706516788220358?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113621624324983973</id><published>2006-01-02T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:37:23.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy new year to everyone, and more importantly, happy schooling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113621624324983973?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113621624324983973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>damn damn damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;dear santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;with reference to wish 4, u freaggin lied to me again. just as well i shall be free of distractions next year. damn u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;on a happier note, its gonna to be a new year so yeah! we are so going to die studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;good riddance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113596301776607885?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113550484268119494</id><published>2005-12-25T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:12:42.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;looks like moppy has also made some christmas wishes of his own, which include growing taller like how the hell is that gonna happen? HAHA :P since i've got nothing better to do on christmas, i think i should write a letter to santa too(better late than never huh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have never written a letter to you, but neither have i ever stopped believing in you. so please don't shatter my dreams okay? plus i've been a really good boy this year, i studied really really really REALLY hard, i didn't steal, i didn't shout, i didn't cry, and i didn't pout! so anyway, here are just some of my more important short-term wishes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#1 : to pass chinese. just a d7 will do, as long as i won't have to go through the torture of learning chinese, ever again. note that this is at number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#33 : get 3 A's for my A levels! shouldn't be too hard since according to caecilia i already know what i want in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#40 : RageFaction for ESWC CHAMPIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#41 : and while you're at #40, might as well make us CPL CHAMPIONS as well since its only a few days away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#47 : a few million singapore dollars. that would be enough to last me my whole life, at least until 2036.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#48 : stop the asteriod from hitting earth in 2036, if that was ever gonna happen. then i can make full use of that few million dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#86 : a yellow lamborghini when i'm old enough to drive. or if that's too much i don't really mind a silver mazda rx-8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#88 : fiona xie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#89 : with reference to #88, her clothing can come in another package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm so sorry i don't have a chimney at home, but you can try coming through the main door, it should be big enough for you to fit. i won't turn on the burglar alarm so don't worry! oh and don't make too much noise when you're here okay sow chee is a really light sleeper. Thank you santa! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yours faithfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alvin Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;on another note, merry christmas &amp;amp; happy holidays to everyone from the moron brothers! enjoy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- flaBBy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113550484268119494?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113550484268119494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113550484268119494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113550484268119494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113550484268119494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113544457833796078</id><published>2005-12-25T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:16:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elgay is stuck in singapore</title><content type='html'>Oh yes i am.the fault is not anybody's and certainly not mine, my passport was found to be dead 7 hrs before my train ride.expired on august. hiaz so suay right? now i am so lonely...all alone in my house with onli my cat. i want to clear a few things up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am not gay,if u think i am, i stay in ur parent's room for 1 night den we see k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i do not use steriods although i do suffer breakouts which is a side effect, i do not believe i have reached my genetic limit yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i do not need 5-ply tissue, i have my handkerchief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.santa, pls do not waste good pens on me, give me something abit more practical such as money, i'm sure my kind and good friends will provide me with the pens next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not going has its good points and bad. bad cos i miss my elder cousin's wedding(duh) and everybody wanna see me cos i have not seen them since my bbing...i also wanna see them. its a good reason to junk and screw up my competition too.i miss the laksa the nasi lemak(the 1Rm packet one...with the catfish sambal...cannot find in spore...can soot 4 packets in 1 go tt kind),and everything else which is unhealthy, cos the unhealthier it is the nicer it is.LOL... ok jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good part is that i now can conc on my perparation which has hit a wall the past few days.and i got no excuse to screw myself up.another good thing is tt i wont be making a person lonely on christmas.=)meow.i can oso go crazy during these 2 days!!! i am KING MAN WOO HOO. empty house is good for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;S-EX&lt;/span&gt; you know? hahahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113544457833796078?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113544457833796078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113544457833796078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113544457833796078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113544457833796078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/elgay-is-stuck-in-singapore.html' title='elgay is stuck in singapore'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113543839340979303</id><published>2005-12-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T23:33:13.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mary christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;there are many things that lead me to this entry. They namely are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1)the whole world seems to be dying, with or without tsunami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2) a TODAY newspaper article said that the end of the world is 2036 where there is a possibility of a asteriod hitting earth( really .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3) one blog during my bloghopping adventures inspired me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;4) dharma's maid is mary and shes not around for christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;5) it is CHRISTMAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i decided to pen a letter to santa to help bring me out off this misery. so here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;dear santa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; eversince u did not give me my dream school for psle i had stopped believeing in u. it has been a rather uneventfull year for me. i had missed going to vjc and due to unforeseen circumstances i had to even take chinese for another year. just as well, er let bygones be bygones hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;phuck la santa, dun let us die too soon can. like 2036?? we only47 years old sia. work so hard then die cant even collect our CPF( ca phui funds) . so santa my first wish is for u to drop over at GOD's place roughly above 7.785  sky miles away and ask him to delay armaggedon can. remember, if we DIE, U DIE TOO. no more elfs for u to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;for ur easily reference, attached here are bsome of my  other minor christmas WISHES ,NEEDS AND HOPES. like for WISH 3) it says have a girl fren as pretty as zhang ziyi. under the needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;section NEED 4) if zhang ziyi cannot then claudia schfiffer also can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;before i forget, NEED4 *) she has to be no taller than 170 cm k. and if u flip the page again the HOPE4) would require her to have a distaste for wearing heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yup and the list goes on for pretty easy stuff to acomplish stuff like making me taller and bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;need 27) would be a chaffer driven rolls royce , preferably in black thank u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and oh yeah need 88) is especially inportant, it is  3 As. THREE As. since u decided to skip my house last christmas it isnt 4 As anymore u asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;er wish  4) is especially important too ,its require next year batch of J1 to be a bumper harvest of all ' zhang ziyis and cecillia cheungs". and the guys must be around ur standard like short but cute, old but with CHRISTMA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway remember to put on ur reading glasses when u read the rest of the list, my handwritting isnt verey nice and yup its ur fault for not coming on my 3rd christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;buts thats not all santa. what is christmas without gifts for everyone??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so here are my gifts for my frens, if it isnt too much trouble pl deliver them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;dharma, give him back his maid la. and also award him the gift to estimate size properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;alvin, give him a----- UzaP!!! to be nice, include fiona xie in the PACKAGe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;elton, 5 ply kleenage tissues please. those 2 ply NTUC ones wont do. lotsa G2 and uniball pens and to be nice.,a life-size PussyCat Doll member of his own choice at his 'perusal'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ngiam, the same gift as dharma but the opp. the one that shrink sizes? yup. and also his 1000 mountain bike.  he needs a good bike to ride to tanah merah in 45 mins u noe. elton could use it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;for the rest of my classmates at 05s204. well errrr just give them the girl of their dreams!!!!ronald included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so yup santa thats bout all. if i missed out anything, u can check at www.the moronbrothers.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its gonna be a long day tomolo so go get some rest. see ya real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;with lotsa love and phuck u if u throw away my letter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;derrick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113543839340979303?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113543839340979303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113543839340979303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113543839340979303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113543839340979303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/mary-christmas.html' title='mary christmas'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113535703826128076</id><published>2005-12-24T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T01:14:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elgay is also dying...hahahaha!</title><content type='html'>wake up&lt;br /&gt;cook&lt;br /&gt;travel&lt;br /&gt;weigh in&lt;br /&gt;drink shake&lt;br /&gt;run&lt;br /&gt;eat meal 1&lt;br /&gt;sleep 45min&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;train&lt;br /&gt;eat meal 2&lt;br /&gt;sleep 45min&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;run&lt;br /&gt;eat meal 3&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;bath&lt;br /&gt;eat meal 4&lt;br /&gt;go home&lt;br /&gt;eat meal 5&lt;br /&gt;kochoke....hahaha jkjk&lt;br /&gt;eat meal 6 round 11 plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knnccb....i think can quit sch sia dis kind of trng. lol lucky onli a while nia.den sum pple like my mother like to buy macdonald $2 double cheeseburger put on the dining table for dunno wad FUCK....den oso buy caramel elclair put beside the cabinet.tt night watch soccer cannot tahan whack the burger in 3 bites den next day never lose weight....basket, i oso human right, will be lead into temptation(some kinds more easily den others...hahahahaha).den got sum pple...hiaz dunno wad to say like to make cheesecake oso dunno for wad....make already NEVER MIND right?pple like to bake right? tts their own hobby wad.den bake already must tell me:" wa my cheesecake quite nice u know? can go restaurant and sell."(no not sharon one...tt cheesecake is for drinking....dun kill me).tell me NEVER MIND right? sticks and stones may break elgay's bones but words can never hurt his stomachright?NO~~~~ den must bring all the way to my house and eat infront of me....oso dunno for wad.make me go mad anyhow whack now the neck got one orbacut.so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SCH REOPENS.......i swear i will onli have time for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; S-EX&lt;/span&gt;....WOOHOO....shiok! anybody want to be my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;S-EX&lt;/span&gt; partner? we can enjoy each other's company and help each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tudies and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; EX&lt;/span&gt;ercise la u horny piece of SHEEET....wad u thinking...hahaha!elgay is pure and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: elgay is going to msia on dis sunday to attend christmas wedding on monday. yes i know marry on tsunami day v gam.will be back on tuesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113535703826128076?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113535703826128076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113535703826128076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113535703826128076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113535703826128076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/elgay-is-also-dyinghahahaha.html' title='elgay is also dying...hahahaha!'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113509549464988208</id><published>2005-12-21T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T00:21:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQueeshy's dying soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Think these are the few times which i'm down, seriously down... i was merely askin for a sponsoreship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I would, too, think it's demanding for an 18 yr old kid to ask a thousand from his parents. but all i need is about 4 hundred? since you already wanted to get me a new phone, i'm jus diverting the funds to my bike. i don't need a cool phone, my 6100 is workin perfectly for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was stupid to tell her the exact value of it. but i didnt wanna hide. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the bike is a second hand. have nv seen that frame before, slick and majestic, i noe i can't miss this. think there's interested buyer, it may go anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cycling has always been my interest, but my parents were never supportive of it. u all shld noe those farnie reasons they gave me, pple getting killed on the road becoz of crazy drivers yah dah yah dah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love two wheeling, LET ME BE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113509549464988208?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113509549464988208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113509549464988208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113509549464988208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113509549464988208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/squeeshys-dying-soon.html' title='sQueeshy&apos;s dying soon...'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113474780260334791</id><published>2005-12-16T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:45:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Moppy was at the chalet with the morons on tueasday and wednesday. (damn u idiots free one never come earlier!)&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i had a great amount of fun there especially at night when we were at the bapok land of changi.&lt;br /&gt;the she-males man there are really erm stunning! i swear! we never see such a consolidation of such really good looking people before. i think we just found a new place to go when we grow old.&lt;br /&gt;the list goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;1) the arcade at lucky plaza to play the jacpot machine that devors all our money&lt;br /&gt;2) go geylang and see chicks&lt;br /&gt;3) changi village see even hotter chicks&lt;br /&gt;4) and of course how could we forget, go to church with the chicks from 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway back at the chalet after losing lotsa blood(thru the nose) at changi village, we were back at the room and started talking about erm-- dreams! dun ask why it started but yeah we were trying to find out the best way to get optimun sleep when elgay gave this own personal method of attaining 'good sleep'.&lt;br /&gt;" just wake up at 6 and when, later than sleep again confirm get dream sleep." (go figure, but it will work since this coming from our shake king)&lt;br /&gt;that really ended our conversation until elgay started to semi dream talk again.&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of maintaining healthly relationships, i shall not elaborate, aha.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elgay chalet the followiing day was more fierce as it was packed with non stop fighting action((literally)&lt;br /&gt;the only correct thing there was was having lim yun there! i think he really could own this blog if he wanted to. we never seen a person acculumatiing so much gossips of all schools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya the end result all led to one thing.- No money left!&lt;br /&gt;shit. if u all suddenly feel rich or something, please give Moppy our friendly lifeguard a call.&lt;br /&gt;ur efforts real be greatly appreaciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113474780260334791?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113474780260334791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113474780260334791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113474780260334791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113474780260334791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/week.html' title='the week.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113474718091525460</id><published>2005-12-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:34:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bapok land part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The irony in the whole trip was that we found out the chioest and hottest "ladies" are actually guys.anyway here is a timeline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; we first passed by a hotel before reaching bapok land.i think their business should be quite good. we then reached THE carpark. strategically located and constructed, it boasted a circular track for constant roundabouts for the indesicive horny bastard, it also featured walkways cutting through it for assholes like the mbrothers to walk through and ogle at them.As we entered bapok land, the natives were instantly recognisable.this is elgay's guide8 for the blur and blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. they stand still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. they are at the circumference of the roundabout(*unless it rains)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. they all bai pose,one feet pointing forward,the other 90 degree away(this sounds freakingly familiar...lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4.there are the words "plastic surgery" written on their face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5.they are all taller then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6.they all have supermodel figures, not a SINGLE one is fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7.they are either super chio, or super kanna sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8.they dress up as if they don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; after walking a round, the mbrothers decided that food was more important and proceeded to eat the famous nasi lemak at changi village.i will now let moppy continue the story because i am juz too goddamn lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;notle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113474718091525460?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113474718091525460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113474718091525460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113474718091525460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113474718091525460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/bapok-land-part-1.html' title='bapok land part 1'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113474304688526226</id><published>2005-12-16T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:24:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 viewer Milestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1000 viewer Milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, The Moron Brothers would like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;1. everyone for their continual support for visiting our page.&lt;br /&gt;2. those who've been refreshing their browser non-stop to bring up our viewer number.&lt;br /&gt;3. and of cos, ourselves! Also for refreshing our browser non-stop, when making amendments to make sure the site is presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you pple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mbrothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113474304688526226?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113474304688526226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113474304688526226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113474304688526226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113474304688526226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/1000-viewer-milestone.html' title='1000 viewer Milestone'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113457832875038773</id><published>2005-12-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:38:55.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mbrothers ADVENTURE - 13/14 December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As usual, all of us were late. us = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;flab,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;butt,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; and squeesh, not siew eng and olumpas. Had a game of pool and yes, back to the room. EPL highlights, "cheebyes", "KNN", "FUCK" and stuff filled the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just as we were about to leave the room after liverpool's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;win&lt;/span&gt; over mid, this farnie auntie appeared outside our room, no idea if she's about to knock on our door or wat, but this is wat she said. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"erm... i would appreciate if u all can lower down ur volume cos it's quite clear for our room next door and we need some rest. i would realli appreciate that."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mbrothers with one clear voice, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;yes this is our choice&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"NO PROBLEM, SORRY AUNTIE~!"&lt;/span&gt; haha. sorrie my balls. who in the right frame of mind will come to a chalet and sleep? it's 11.15 onli man, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;get a life&lt;/span&gt;, AUNTIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we went to the lounge downstairs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cool, realli cool..&lt;/span&gt; not the lounge but those pple inside it. apparently it's someone's bday and yah... party. old uncles and aunties singing and drinking. there's tis DJ there, pick a song and u'll be able to sing infront of the crowd. AS USUAL, being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;musically inclined&lt;/span&gt;, we decided to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;leavin' on a jet plane&lt;/span&gt;. AND AS USUAL, being guys with no balls, *ahem*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Heart Will Go On. if i'm not wrong, she's a filipino. impressive... jus lyk using the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANG KU KUAY&lt;/span&gt; mould, another &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Celine Dion&lt;/span&gt; popped out  in the room. conquering every single note in that song, especially those which are a million octave higher. and yes, When You Believe. Celine Dion tranformed into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;, and with house singer &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;, this perfect partnership created a BOOM in the room. WHOO~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good apples, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;bad apples&lt;/span&gt;. we realised our singing ain't that bad after all, after a FEW other ah peks and ah mas did they're part it making some noise in the room. i reallli mean noise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we went off and set on track to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;BAPOK&lt;/span&gt; at changi village. moPPy's superb suggestion brought us to this junction, pitch dark... we can't see anything, realli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;elgay: wah lan bring us to this shit place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;moPPy: how i noe? morning i came with my dad, damn bright la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;mbrothers - moPPY: chee bye la, MORNING RITE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;walking back wasnt a choice, AS USUAL, being guys with no balls, we clinged on tight to one another, and proceeded step by step. everything went bright after these flight of stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after some walk, we reached BAPOK land. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ps: dun think i can express myself well for this later part of the story. explicit content - M18. we shall leave it for our kochoke king, elGay to continue with our adventure. stay tune...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113457832875038773?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113457832875038773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113457832875038773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113457832875038773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113457832875038773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/mbrothers-adventure-1314-december.html' title='Mbrothers ADVENTURE - 13/14 December'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113444791885991025</id><published>2005-12-13T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:30:41.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moppy's chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let's recall what happened last friday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;buTTy: where you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;moPPy: reaching already, 15 more mins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 mins later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B: where you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M: reaching already, 15 more mins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yet ANOTHER 15 mins later...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B: where you sia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M: errr reaching reaching 5 more mins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B: okay faster la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 mins later...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M: 5 MORE MINS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B: kkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;either he has a problem estimating, or he has a problem estimating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and let's recall what happened yesterday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moPPy: you wanna come my chalet today?&lt;br /&gt;flaBBy: huh how come suddenly got chalet?&lt;br /&gt;M: dunno la got some free chalet at a club, wanna come anot?&lt;br /&gt;F: the rest leh?&lt;br /&gt;M: i call them already all of them coming&lt;br /&gt;F: okok i go later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: so who's there now?&lt;br /&gt;M: i with my parents only, i couldn't get butty, then elgay and squeeshy can't make it today&lt;br /&gt;F: okayyyyy... so you stay there alone ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS ALL OF THEM!?!?!?! han siew eng and olumpas only right.. hahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flaBBy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113444791885991025?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113444791885991025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113444791885991025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113444791885991025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113444791885991025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/moppys-chalet.html' title='moppy&apos;s chalet'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113435890350445260</id><published>2005-12-12T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:41:43.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQueeshy and his Random Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Been sometime since i last contributed to this blog. Was away and yah dah yah dah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Here are some interesting facts for everyone which i've came across:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. The longest word in an Oxford Dictionary is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis&lt;/span&gt;. And it's plural has the same lenght, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconioses&lt;/span&gt;. (i typed these all out without refering, how bored can i be to memorise them?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. The 2nd longest word in an Oxford Dictionary is antidisestablishmenterianism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. There are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;336&lt;/span&gt; dimples on a golf ball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. 111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12,345,678,987,654,321&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steweardesses&lt;/span&gt;' is the longest word that is typed with onli the left hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There are tons of such nonsense, can't possibly put them all up here. =) i'll post more some other time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113435890350445260?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113435890350445260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113435890350445260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113435890350445260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113435890350445260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/squeeshy-and-his-random-facts.html' title='sQueeshy and his Random Facts'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113406308570165166</id><published>2005-12-09T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:32:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gays galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there's something wrong with guys these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sometime last week, there was this thing going on in mrt toilets. there are 5 urinals in the mrt toilets, and while i'm peeing at the last one. some guy comes to the one beside me and starts looking over at my urinal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh and it happened like 3 times during that week. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and just last sunday, there was that gay guitar teacher which butty talked about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then today, was walking around in meridien hotel, and i walked past this guy who was wearing his shorts really low without underwear. so low that i could see like a bunch of his pubic hair sticking out. wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;what's singapore turning into? a gay hub?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flaBBy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113406308570165166?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113406308570165166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113406308570165166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113406308570165166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113406308570165166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/gays-galore.html' title='gays galore'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113404131116475427</id><published>2005-12-08T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:21:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for obvious reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;requested by butty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;notle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113404131116475427?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113404131116475427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113404131116475427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113404131116475427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113404131116475427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-obvious-reasons.html' title='for obvious reasons'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113388664377627282</id><published>2005-12-06T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:22:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay guitar teacher and suay sentosa trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;went for my first guitar lesson with flabby and a few of my 6k friends, elroy, elwin, lynne and waraphorn. the teacher was probably the gayest person ive seen. steven tan. he was hiding among the students pretending to be a student himself, trying to eavesdrop on comments from students. when he introduced himself at the start of the lesson, he was rubbing his thighs.. VIGOUROUSLY.. damn distracting and disgusting.. his pants were super duper tight.. wayway worse than my ex pants(mine wasnt tt bad anyway).. his actions were so gay to such an extend tt i cant find words to express.. anyway nows the finale of the gay guitar teacher.. he was asking, "anybody still need to tune ur guitar?" TWISTING HIS NIPPLES!!! that simply sums up how gay he is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;went to sentosa with 05S202 on tues.. became victims of one of the best koping organisations ive ever seen.. we left our bags and stuff at a hut and went to play volleyball abt 15 metres away... the bags were in our sight but somehow got carried away.. in a space of 15mins.. our bags were ransacked and geok and houying's phone was gone.. ken's camara and 70 bucks from his wallet went missing too... those buggers had time to scan the wallet and just take the cash.. he had the leisure of choosing wad he was stealing.. its seems tt elton's old hp and 2 bucks in the wallet was too low class to steal.. i had to managed to escape from the calamity though.. my bag was untouched.. wad baffles me is how good these theives are nowadays. they probably followed and watched us for quite some time and struck when the iron was hot.. one guy to screen us.. another to watch out for the beach patrol and a few others to kop stuff. the sentosa rangers told us such cases happen abt 4 times a week.. quite dumb ah.. why dun they patrol more often sia.. or maybe set up a bait to nab those fools.. cant stand it.. feel like canoeing over him with my bloodly sampan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;my condolences to geok and houyings handphones as well as ken's camara and 70 bucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;a note to anyone going to sentosa's silso beach: pls take care of ur valuables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113388664377627282?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113388664377627282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113388664377627282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113388664377627282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113388664377627282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/gay-guitar-teacher-and-suay-sentosa.html' title='Gay guitar teacher and suay sentosa trip'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113376663643751248</id><published>2005-12-05T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T22:12:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of life ( and death)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well, it has been quite some time since the moron brothers met up to moronise so in order not endanger this blog to extinction,i shall er well... talk cock, which by the way is our favorite hobby.there seems to be a deficit( the hell i noe this word, taken from notle.blogspot.com/ i-am-so-gay.blogspot.com) of tabloids in our blog, this is chiefly due to the fact that it is the damn school holidays. never miind, stay tuned when school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;i heard that the new batch of students will number to 675, well SHORT of the 1000 expected. as a result i now will have 16 pathetic souls in my og instead of 30. this is probably due to the fact that the school have freakin retained bout 325 or bout almost the whole damn school. i think the remaining 675 probably have the whole of vs or tkgs or something. those hopeless cases like US!!!( or in the words of notle , we,the pieces of SHEETS)whiuch equates to fun!!&lt;br /&gt;but then again next year cannot play cos got A phuckin levels. shit.maybe if we dun do too well we can go do buiness or something, like sell seafood(yucky's idea) or form a band.&lt;br /&gt;for seafood, elton can cook, dharma will be the beer boy and alvin be the pr manager. ngiam will er prepare the food. which will then leave me with the quality control. haha&lt;br /&gt;or we can have a band( elgays idea) where ngiam sing, elton guitar, i keyboard, alvin drums and dharma dance! and when all u fools out there who want to celebrate u losing ur virginity or ur circumstism can call us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;or else we can start a bank! MBUB moron brothers united bank.er but we need flabby fabulous bank account first. then we can pay u idiots 0.3% interest while u pay us 20% in bank loan fees.&lt;br /&gt;whaha.&lt;br /&gt;er, then again,we probably screw everything up. i think lets stick to studying forr the time being then.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats FYMCB for u then. well i mean, flabby yucky moppy choky and butty wish all of u to have a good day ahead. see yaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113376663643751248?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113376663643751248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113376663643751248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113376663643751248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113376663643751248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/chronicles-of-life-and-death.html' title='Chronicles of life ( and death)'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113341422787282561</id><published>2005-12-01T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T13:17:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>notle's newsflash summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;            now for the summarise report for everybody's easy reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. some piece of sheet took away my music video. There will be consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2.Moppy has officially converted from "a big mountainous plate of fried rice" to " a little JUST a little pasta" during buffets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3.Butty's titanic post was too long so here is a summarised version. Butty banged shi min from e back. his whole head went in. he apologises and will take responsibility over the event.he also learnt never to put his head down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;notle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113341422787282561?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113341422787282561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113341422787282561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113341422787282561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113341422787282561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/12/notles-newsflash-summary.html' title='notle&apos;s newsflash summary'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113336632896112697</id><published>2005-11-30T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:52:10.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong Idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apparantly, there are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FOOLS&lt;/span&gt; like elGAY and moPPy who can't read those "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" which are used in the page traffic counter. so i've decided to change it to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;DIM SUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just count the number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;DIM SUM&lt;/span&gt; at the hundredth place and so on, and u'll get ur figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Simple enough, you bunch of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FOOLS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: about MY mighty words, it's a seafood stall in a neighbourhood hawker center, not a RESTAURANT. Cut cost, higher profit margin.&lt;br /&gt;Ngiam and his business mind, simply unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ngiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113336632896112697?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113336632896112697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113336632896112697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113336632896112697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113336632896112697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/mahjong-idiots_30.html' title='Mahjong Idiots'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113331719947341869</id><published>2005-11-30T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T02:56:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQueeshy's mighty words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"you know what? the best way to earn money is to set up a seafood stall at some hawker center with cheap rental. now all we need, is to learn how to cook really good seafood..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flaBBy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113331719947341869?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113331719947341869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113331719947341869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113331719947341869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113331719947341869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/squeeshys-mighty-words.html' title='sQueeshy&apos;s mighty words'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113319366343037097</id><published>2005-11-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:05:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQueeshy’s 1st Day at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;“They laughed at me when I started my online business. When I show them my profit, they started asking me to coach them.”&lt;/span&gt; This is the headline of the flyer I gave out, sounds cliché. Adam Khoo, trying out his new stunts again, gives an online course about internet marketing. In actual fact, he’s trying to expand his database. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Smart ASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;“They gave me that look when I said I’m distributing flyers. When I told them my pay, they asked if I’ve got anymore lobang.” &lt;/span&gt;-Ngiam ’05- You bunch of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NIGGARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;--- highlight the last word to see. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve learnt quite some stuff today. Tips on printing flyers, ways to distribute flyers and most importantly, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;“GENG”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Was allocated to City Hall, outside Starbucks, towards &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Raffles&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Guess what…? I got shoo-ed off after &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4mins 37 seconds.&lt;/span&gt; When I turn back to collect my remaining 1.8k pieces of flyer, guess what…? Some bastard took my TODAY. Daring piece of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, don’t let me find out who you are. Now to the other city hall exit, the &lt;st1:place&gt;Peninsula&lt;/st1:place&gt; exit.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In front of me were these three other beings giving out flyers. They speak ultra profound Chinese. Chim. Damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHIM&lt;/span&gt;, cause I can’t comprehend what in the world they were talking about. Being the usual kind soul, I stood behind them, a few meters further from the front line, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EXIT OF THE MRT STATION.&lt;/span&gt; They were giving out some nonsense advertisement, as if mine’s not. Yah, but… the printing seems to matter a lot.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some didn’t bother to take those from THOSE CHINESE in front, but they took mine after a glance at it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red bold fonts&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yellow paper &lt;/span&gt;with a catchy headline. Not bad huh… The crowd came before ten, working adults. After that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;. The countdown for lunch was as if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10hr14min43s&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I met people from all walks of life. Let’s see… &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Malays&lt;/span&gt; are they nicest. Think they took most of my 1.1k distributed. Not trying to be sexist, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ladies&lt;/span&gt; are better. Some guys are quite… &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;farked up&lt;/span&gt;. Flyers, if it’s me, I wouldn’t bother too. Here’s some of their reactions when I step up.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Take,&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and say, “thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;smile. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stare into the flyer.&lt;br /&gt;after having 3 other flyers from THOSE CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;and say, “so many? Why don’t u all gimme cash?”&lt;br /&gt;stack with those from THOSE CHINESE, throw.&lt;br /&gt;didn’t even peek, walk off.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Didn’t take,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And say, “thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;Hands up, and say, “thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;Hands up.&lt;br /&gt;Pretend to talk into their cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;Look straight, walk.&lt;br /&gt;And say, “have already.” (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my balls&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And say, “sorry”&lt;br /&gt;And say, “I’ve got a lot already.” With those 3 pieces in their hands from THOSE CHINESE.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some are nice, some are not. Good apples, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;rotten apples&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My last hour was the slowest. Damn slow man, worse than a punctured car. NO LINK. Yah. 1.45, I took out another 8 pieces. “I shall leave after this.” That 8 pieces went out fast. 1.48, I left the platoon of flyer distributors. Bah…&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“oh, forgot to tell ya pple jus now, report back to office when u’re done. See ya at 1430. =)” I got this message on the train. It’s only 1355. I called my friend, and he’s on his way back too. So, WHO CARES? Haha. We reached office at 1415 after some slow walk from mrt station to Keppel towers.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;TIRED~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rogerout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113319366343037097?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113319366343037097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113319366343037097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113319366343037097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113319366343037097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/squeeshys-1st-day-at-work.html' title='sQueeshy’s 1st Day at Work'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113299484245439146</id><published>2005-11-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:32:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQueesHy carnage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Being a good spot, joseph have kindly posed for a photo for us. We would like to thank joseph for his kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5057/1871/1600/Photo0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5057/1871/320/Photo0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113299484245439146?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113299484245439146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113299484245439146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113299484245439146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113299484245439146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/squeeshy-carnage.html' title='sQueesHy carnage.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113299324834998186</id><published>2005-11-26T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:38:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moPPy's Bitch Patrol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5057/1871/1600/moPPy%27s%20Beach%20Patrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5057/1871/320/moPPy%27s%20Beach%20Patrol.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;moPPy's &lt;s&gt;Bitch&lt;/s&gt; Patrol     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&gt;your life, his life&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A man of wonder, he can save you from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;deep blue sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Forget about those "lifeguards" at siloso who's always asleep. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;moPPy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&gt;your life, his life&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more enquires, please call &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;91706320&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113299324834998186?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113293975702049399</id><published>2005-11-26T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:41:10.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moppy goes church.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moppy friend figured out that moppy could use some religion on his sad life and thus invited him to church. the enticement of free pizza and games succeeded in pulling him to this church in katong shoppin centre( which was pretty cool). and so moppy met many new friends while playing games like goosball( why is pronounced as foosball huh when it is g-o-o-s) anyway after the games the sermon started and honestly moppy was feeling very sleepy for he never got much sleep last night. and so while praying moppy.....&lt;br /&gt;but anyway the speaker for today came from australia from kushima or sth( dunno how to pronoune) and he was like asking the people to break out of all their restriction and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;which was very useful if siew eng was there , maybe she can relak for a while with poor moppy allowance.&lt;br /&gt;and so while moppy was there he actually made good his time by thinking bout things in the world now and so he realised this year definitely is not a good year for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;there was lots of speculation that the end of the world is coming. damn&lt;br /&gt;moppy dun wan to die yet. moppy got lotsa of thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;1) spend savings first and help flabby spend his( tis more important)&lt;br /&gt;2) fix his hair&lt;br /&gt;3) grow taller&lt;br /&gt;4) learn majong( so i can read the bloody numbers u idiots can put digits)and a thousand more things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but than then again if going to die hair nice also useless la. unless go heaven the time they judge hair. like that elgay how???&lt;br /&gt;but never mind elgay say he wanting to turn to muslim so never mind. wahah.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of yeaterday when me squeeshy flabby ate with the squashy people. scar face was like educating us on religion and like where would we go when we die and stuff. like if u follow god u will go to heaven and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but really if u dont go church means u dun folllow god??&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so sia.u can still believe in him while at home right. as long we live proper to our own expectations right.hehe&lt;br /&gt;or maybe thats just an excuse. haha.&lt;br /&gt;okok tired already, time to sleep. tink , moppy babbled too much already. go and be good boy and girls.&lt;br /&gt;and dun steal like that see u hopefully in heaven then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i dont, i didnt really wanted to take so much money u know......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moPPy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113293975702049399?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113293975702049399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113293975702049399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113293975702049399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113293975702049399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/moppy-goes-church.html' title='moppy goes church.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113289602462172287</id><published>2005-11-25T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T13:27:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smlj......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dunno why...my last music video cost so much problem.seems that it turns the site into a *beep* site. so after careful deliberation and and for the wellbeing of the site, i have decided to change it.i like blowfishes now.everybody knows that theres only one pussycat now in my life...so i dunno wad is all the flak about.haha. damn stupid.I like dis song,bout holding hands. LOL but nontheless v meaningful and relavant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;notle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ps:never take up my offer ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113289602462172287?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113289602462172287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113289602462172287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113289602462172287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113289602462172287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/smlj.html' title='smlj......'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113275939282862683</id><published>2005-11-23T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:24:12.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey...hey baby....i wanna know~~~ if you'll be my girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just made a trip to the esplanade today. saw a 3-man band playing.alot of lao nian dai pple there v nice and entertaining....juz simple simple shake-along songs...those evergreen songs, no stupid amp effects or complicated stuff.tomorrow playing tom jones stuff,think i will make a trip there with my mother.i want to play also!! I want to make band i want to do alot of things.i want these few pieces of sheeets to help me...hardest part is finding vocalist...so i need squeeshy and i need a superstar with superstar smile so i need flabby....i oso need a keyboardist so i need moppy...i will worry bout drummer later.how how? want to play songs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i appoint myself the music-video-decider and will change it according to my mood. i like pussycats now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113275939282862683?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113275939282862683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113275939282862683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113275939282862683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113275939282862683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/heyhey-babyi-wanna-know-if-youll-be-my.html' title='hey...hey baby....i wanna know~~~ if you&apos;ll be my girl!'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113275025595148221</id><published>2005-11-23T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:51:54.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TiTaNiC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;todae is the weirdest dae of my life..&lt;br /&gt;the dae started out as usual as i was having my 'first-ever' proper water training since the competition ended.. wad a great way to mark the start of my canoeing career.. was supposed to glide up and down but ambitious me started charging.. WITH MY HEAD DOWN.. not for long.. i heard a yell, "AUNTY MA!!!!!'' i raised my head and my fat t1 boat was head on shimin and yayun's k2. before i could even stop the bloodly boat let alone think abt the conseaquences, BOOM!!! my boat crashed into the fragile and lousy k2.. the whole head of my boat went into the k2.. the destruction was massive and it left a HUGE hole. yayun was shouting like rose in titanic, '' the boat is SINKING!'' arggghhh... canoeing training really started with a bang.. our team now has one less boat coz the sch doesnt haf enuf funds to repair till next year... wth..&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt a valuable lesson.. nver to put my head down while canoeing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my apologies to the mjc canoeing team for my foolish actions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;butty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113275025595148221?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113275025595148221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113275025595148221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113275025595148221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113275025595148221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/titanic.html' title='TiTaNiC'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113259501796970198</id><published>2005-11-22T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T01:43:37.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today, i'm here to tell you a story about moppy's bapok bowling shots. ever seen a bowling ball move at 0.24912311908237193 km/h? if you haven't, you should join the moron brothers when we bowl, and you can get to see moppy's legendary bowling techniques! oh and he got owned by sharon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;flaBBy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113259501796970198?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113259501796970198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113259501796970198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113259501796970198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113259501796970198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/bowling.html' title='bowling'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113250524458928334</id><published>2005-11-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T01:04:05.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Homeground</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was short, one and a half day. Time flies when activities fill your day, with those UNFORGETABLE moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Day 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Farking memorable all THANKS to Jay Ong, who humanely suggested grant me half a packet of flour and a pail of water. Ended up with an unbelievably cool hair style. That thing was bloody shitty, I ended up having tons of people around me trying to get those harden flour, I mean DOUGH, outta my god damn head. Thanks atiqah, my fellow ape.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CHUN WAI~!~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The Morons’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;marquee&gt;No. 1 IDOL&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My first honorable conversation with him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;“Guys, do u all know how to play this game?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like… wtf is the game we’re playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;“oh, we’re playing human battleship.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My second:&lt;br /&gt;Bomb D4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;“Hey, u shouldn’t shout across, or ya gonna expose yourself!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is such a first-class insight when the freaking grid is so bloody small and as if the other team is made up of superhuman with ultrasonic ears.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I lost him for the rest of the day. =(&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CHUN WAI~!~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The DIVA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;[Livin Da Vida Loca]&lt;br /&gt;Some superb cartwheels which looks lyk some diagonal frog jumps.&lt;br /&gt;I’m farking crude, enuff~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Vega is so damn exciting with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, hilmi, nallu, atiqah and zehou.&lt;br /&gt;Now that Zehou is our OHL, we’ve form the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NINJA TURTLES&lt;/span&gt;, accompanied by April O’neil. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VEGANS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the unbeatable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Story has yet to begin… Orientation 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113250524458928334?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113250524458928334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113250524458928334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113250524458928334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113250524458928334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-homeground.html' title='Back to Homeground'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113250049141901171</id><published>2005-11-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T00:03:47.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from the dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after protesting my unhappiness with the treatment given to me by the usless moron brothers, moppy is back with a vengence. OGL was preetty ok, we learnt a lot of things, and they are NOT linked to ogl things at all! damn ! no gossips during ogl camp, sargas was more or less dead. maybe the only caonsolation was i got yue han to sleep with me at night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;moPPy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113250049141901171?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113250049141901171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113250049141901171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113250049141901171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113250049141901171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-dead.html' title='back from the dead.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113240657135282053</id><published>2005-11-19T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:30:00.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Lonely.....everybody go camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Lonely I'm Mr Lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; For my owwnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; For my owwnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got that one good girl whose always been there like ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Kno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I woke up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Feenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Ever since my girl left me, my whole life came crashin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life, after all I put u thru u still stuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Around and stayed by my side, what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, baby you were a good girl and I had no right, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, aint noone in the globe id rather see then the girl of my dreams that made me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Be so happy but now so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; So lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) girrll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Never thought that id be alone, I didnt hope you'd be gone this long, I jus want u to call my phone, so stop playing girl and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Come on home (come on home), baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished Id ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Hurt my baby, and its drivin me crazy cuz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; To call my own (to call my own) girll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Lonely, so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; So lonely, (so lonely),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; Mr. Lonely, so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; So lonely, so lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bldy weikang left out yours truely in the pic. must be i too big already...cannot fit into the viewer...HAHA!!! .........im still lonely......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113240657135282053?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113240657135282053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113240657135282053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113240657135282053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113240657135282053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/mr-lonelyeverybody-go-camp.html' title='Mr Lonely.....everybody go camp'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113233513042989481</id><published>2005-11-19T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T01:32:10.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeRidiAN BasH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JC1 bash finally over and so is the dance. THANKS!!!! ... really go put the video on the blog... luckily its damn blur and i din shake my butt... i really din.. so shld be fine.. &lt;strong&gt;pls dun feel free to view tt video&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;this goes out to anyone viewing this blog&lt;/strong&gt;.. even if anyone does.. its hard to see which is me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;butty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113233513042989481?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113233513042989481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113233513042989481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113233513042989481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113233513042989481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/meridian-bash.html' title='MeRidiAN BasH'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113233456600497679</id><published>2005-11-19T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:17:50.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meridian Superstar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img461.imageshack.us/img461/5369/dsc010444zq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img461.imageshack.us/img461/5369/dsc010444zq.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Moron Brothers' NUMBER ONE IDOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/?v=kjM_xtpxP7E"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mambo Number 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXCLUSIVE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/?v=dNWmTkvGLOM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our very own &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;buTTy&lt;/span&gt; in action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113233456600497679?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113233456600497679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113233456600497679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113233456600497679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113233456600497679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/meridian-superstar_19.html' title='Meridian &lt;s&gt;Superstar&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113230945233107453</id><published>2005-11-18T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T18:24:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U piece of SHEEEET.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   wa kan pubor u all pple damn free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Screwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww u guys....Im going home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113230945233107453?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113230945233107453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113230945233107453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113230945233107453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113230945233107453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/u-piece-of-sheeeet.html' title='U piece of SHEEEET.'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113224452573550688</id><published>2005-11-18T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:18:21.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQueeshy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sQueeshy has decided to change his colour set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED is now mine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;buTTy&lt;/span&gt; prepares nuggets to energize him for his Gunbound games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113224452573550688?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113224452573550688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113224452573550688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113224452573550688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113224452573550688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/squeeshy.html' title='sQueeshy'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113224406544969434</id><published>2005-11-18T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:19:36.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uGin and Pencil Cases</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just rode out to receive another present from edrei. It's another pencil case. Thanks pal. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PANDA. Although it's abit old-fashioned, but i enjoy using it. Since pri. 3, that thing has been by my side all day night. It's not easy to throw it aside now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i appreciated everything u've done, whether i  got to see the end product or not. THANKEW~~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;bUTty's&lt;/span&gt; dancing tml~! ain't it cool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*shake ur bom-bom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL SHALL BE DOWN FOR BASH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113224406544969434?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113224406544969434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113224406544969434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113224406544969434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113224406544969434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/ugin-and-pencil-cases.html' title='uGin and Pencil Cases'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113216110048719724</id><published>2005-11-17T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T01:27:01.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;17th November&gt; The BIG Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks to all Moron Brothers for the prezzies. =) and the wonderful candle-less oREO roMEO cheesecake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Not even a hi-bye friend, just an anquaintance, a smile or a dao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FATE brought us together on bus 76. 76 76, maybe this would be my lucky number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sister's birthday's on 17th nov, so is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"What should i buy for my sis? What is spastic here? I wanna get something spastic for her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The colourful and flowery TY bear landed in my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7.90 for her present, 10 for mine. sQueeshy is jus another lucky chap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks SingHui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113216110048719724?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113216110048719724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113216110048719724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113216110048719724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113216110048719724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/big-day.html' title='&lt;17th November&gt; The BIG Day'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113215702595807374</id><published>2005-11-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:15:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the friendly salesgirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there's this REALLY friendly woman working at parkway 77th street. once she saw moppy she went beserk over his hairstyle and kinda went crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when i asked her to help me get something, she went "EHHHH WAIT WAIT I VERY BUSY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then when we were leaving, she said "THANK YOU! HAVE A NICE DAY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and when we came back, she waved to us and said "HELLO!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and yes, the caps aren't there for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh man moppy's hair is just too enticing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;flaBBy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113215702595807374?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113215702595807374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113215702595807374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113215702595807374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113215702595807374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/friendly-salesgirl.html' title='the friendly salesgirl'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113208370695121816</id><published>2005-11-16T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T01:08:01.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sQuasHy Squashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wad a great dae.. paid 5.80 for a cab to see squashy get squashed in a chinese prison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;butty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113208370695121816?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113208370695121816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113208370695121816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113208370695121816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113208370695121816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/squashy-squashed.html' title='sQuasHy Squashed'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113208304085668933</id><published>2005-11-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T01:21:34.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOPpy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Hi everyone, i'm here to give a brief introduction of myself. First of all, my name is Derrick Goh Guo Hao, and moppy is my nickname, which is named after the very messy and mop-resembling hairstyle that i sport. ( evryone of u bloody idiots can go and die and die and die and die die die .) Anyway, my mother's name is Han Siew Eng, and my father's name will be announced soon. Please stay tuned for more news on my family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;MOPpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Dream On !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113208304085668933?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113208304085668933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113208304085668933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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parent's help, not knowing they were in a FOODCOURT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sQueeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113207134202043788?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113207134202043788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113207134202043788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113207134202043788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113207134202043788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/peeing-girl.html' title='The Peeing Girl'/><author><name>The Victorian Tabloid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07828511667627536478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18994715.post-113206869237377521</id><published>2005-11-16T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:17:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moron Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Moppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elgay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Squeeshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Butty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18994715-113206869237377521?l=the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/feeds/113206869237377521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18994715&amp;postID=113206869237377521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113206869237377521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18994715/posts/default/113206869237377521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-moron-brothers.blogspot.com/2005/11/moron-brothers.html' title='The Moron Brothers'/><author><name>The Victorian 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