I have to post something abt the Euro Cup

So the Italians are going home... Once again because of penalties...

Sigh...

I took MC today because.... I was... er ... sick...


Adieu Italia... The Euro Cup will not be as interesting now...



Yeah... I know THESE guys are OUT.

Oh well... since my favourite team has left the Alps.. I shall support the Vodka Federation now.

I like Arshavin (below) and his team of Russian soldiers led by the Dutch traitor Goose Hoodwink..



I think Arshavin might be Indian.. given the name.. but who cares, Indian, Turk or Russian, just stop the Germans from winning the Cup!


On another note, my colleague told me about this calendar that is issued in Rome (Italy), annually. Apparently, it features the cutest (Italian) Catholic priests in Italy! For real!!! I think it was first issued in 2005, as a goodwill gesture, to raise funds and awareness for what specific cause I do not know. But it has certainly raised a few temperatures in Italy...


Here are a few for your viewing pleasure:




Holy Crap!

I can confess anytime baby...

Good dancer = good in bed?

This was last week's workplace debate.

Nothing ARENA-ish about it, no mikes, no audience and certainly no judges...

It was more conversational, more random...You know, just a few explicit comments from the gals, some RA comments from the guys and many er... interesting comments from one les and two gays.

Due to the nature of certain remarks .... and also the fact that people under 21 read this blog; I have edited and compiled the conversations, to be more appropriate for a wider audience. This is basically for everyone with an insipid, non-existent sex life.

Gal 1: You know all the guys in that club were so young la! The cute ones looked even younger... I tell you, I m going to die a virgin.

Gal 2: Who asked you to look for a guy in club x? All the punks always gather there. But you know something.. Sometimes when those kids dance, I tell you I can faint la... So goood you know...

Gal 1: Ya la! Tell me about it. Remember that guy with the Roma Tshirt... I think he only 20, look like such a mommy's boy, wah then he dance, solid la! I was just staring at him...

Me: He probably thought u were like some pervert auntie...

Gal 1: idiot...

Gal 2: There is something about good dancers la! They are hot la.. mebbe not at first glance but definitely after the first move.

Gal 1: I think they would be great in bed. You got the moves, what you think?

Me: My only movement in bed, involves my eyes closing and...

Gal 1: shut up la.

Me: No, honestly I dunno.

Gal 2: They are more expressive, more flexible... I think they would be excellent in bed!

Gal 1: Ya la! Who cares how old they are?! Lets get those dancers!

Me: You might be arrested for statutory...

Gal 1 & Gal 2: Shut up la!


Dude 1: My girlfriend has been learning salsa !! only one word S-H-I-O-K!

Gay 1: I think guys who do the moonwalk are so hot... actually guys who do any walk la, c-walk, slide walk... I dunno the names.. but ya its so cool its hot la..

Me: You can do any?

Gay 1: No... Why do you think I am still single?


Gay 2: Good dancers attract more desirable mates. They have a great sense of rhythm, if you know what I mean... (raises eyebrows)


Dude 2: I tell you Anu, good girl dancers got the stamina and the creativity.. they are so comfortable with their bodies, they make you move in unison... its poetry sexily in motion...

Me: What the hell does that mean? Poetry sexily in motion??!!!

Dude 2: You know like 1-2-3-4... (too explicit to say) then 5-6-7-8.. bring your pants down...

Me: Oh, like choreographed sex eh?

Dude 2: Yeah! Its great la, especially when you get a good choreographer...

Les 1: Dancing is sooo hot la... I wish I could dance well...

Me: But you are quite good.

Les 1: Yeah right.... You know even the not so cute guys and the not so hot girls become appealing after they do some solid step la.. I wish I can be like them..

Me: You don't have to, you are pretty what!

Les 1: Look my dear, pretty gets you to the doorstep, dancing gets you to the bed. Did I just say that? My god, that's a brilliant line!

Me: Indeed it is.. Never heard anything more profound...

SO the moral of the story is... er... good dancers are expected to be good in bed? If they fall short, they are a bigger disappointment than the average man. So do not become a dancer or do not show you are a good dancer.. great expectations are hard to live up to.

We shall meet again with another equally life-changing debate like, Finding the perfect jeans for a big booty is no joke or he's good at talking dirty= he can take out the trash every night.

Ciao.

WHEN?

When pain is not about hurting anymore but just not about feeling.

When tears are not about crying anymore but about releasing.

When fear is not in the mind anymore but in the heart.

When doubt is not about uncertainty anymore but about suspicion.

When your reflection is not you anymore but an acquaintance.

When paths don't cross anymore but clash.

When a minute don't pass quickly anymore but crawls, drags and stalls.

When words are not pure anymore but tainted.

When eyes are not windows anymore but shutters.

When the world doesn't come crashing down anymore but screeches to a stop.

When hearts don't break anymore but shatter.

When death doesn't shock anymore but amuses.

When I search myelf but find nothing.

When I find nothing but lose everything.

When life doesn't wait anymore but....