The One with The Lucky

Hyrul's Pick:

Assasin's Tango - John Powell

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Happy Anniversary Dear..

Love my life better with you around...


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The One with Punks& Skanks

Hyrul's Pick:

No More Conversations - Freeform Five
What Goes Around - Justin Timberlake


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Right i know i've been missing..
Sorry for spacing out on you guys but i just couldn't be bothered,
due to my unfortunate fortunes in my last race...
for those of you who were there, you know what happened...
and i thank you all for the support..

anyways..

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i wanna talk about clubbing...
as most of u may well know i used to be hardcore at this..
most of my weekends as an adolescent adult are spent in almost all the KL nitespots..
yes i was on the guest list,
and yes i stuck to the single service friends of the elites, royalties and yuppies..
and yes i do my fare share of partying and gotten my fare share of honeys..
some i not rather proud of and some i'd love to boast about..

but thats all in the past..
i now spent most weekends at the track or at home or accompanying my better half...
but her and her friends being at a younger age than me..
i do once in awhile pop into clubs on their account..
and everytime i do i see the familiar faces of still hardcore weekends spenders i knew then...

but recently i've noticed a wave of the new breed in clubs..
and i gotta say that all these kids are pathetic...
(i mean we were aswell but not like this..)
even good clubs now are somehow swarmed with unfashionable and punk ass kids, despite the age limit being increased and crowd control..

and all these noobs are rude, full of themselves and not in anyway ladylike or a gentlemen..
we used to buy the honeys drinks and hold doors for them..

these kids act like ah bengs and ah lians and other kids u see in the street of Bangsar...
my last encounter brought me close to nailing one of em in the face..
(by right he deserves one)
they pop once and go to clubs once and they think they're the hyped up "happening" crowd..

i'm sorry but u guys are mere lemmings in the roads paved by those before your time nor even mine....
so yea your not special...
neither of u are.. and i don't care who your daddy is and what gang/clan member u belong to..
you'll all be lucky to grow-up and out of this phase without receiving a punch or slap or two from the big guns...
and you skanks are lucky you dont wake up one morning with your clothes off and having to buy a pregnancy test from the pharmacy not knowing who the father is..


up yours!!

so there.....



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