Sepasang pengantin baru sedang bersiap menikmati malam pertama mereka.
Pengantin perempuan berkata, “Bang, saya masih anak dara dan tidak tahu
apa-apa tentang seks. Boleh abang menerangkannya lebih dulu sebelum kita
melakukannya? ”
“Seks itu senang je., kita ni macam penjara, yang engkau punya tu selnya
dan yang abang punya penjahatnya. Di penjara, penjahat harus dimasukkan
ke dalam sel,” terang pengantin lelaki. Lalu mereka pun mulai bercumbu
mengarungi lautan asmara .
Ketika sudah selesai dan si pengantin lelaki sedang berbaring akan
memejamkan mata, si pengantin perempuan berkata, “Bang, penjahatnya
terlepas.”
Pengantin lelaki pun mulai lagi memasukkan ‘penjahatnya’ . Rupanya si
pengantin perempuan syok sangat dengan hubungan asmara yang baru pertama
ini ia rasakan. Setiap kali selesai, ia selalu mengatakan bahwa
penjahatnya lepas atau melarikan diri, keluar dari selnya.
Setelah banyak kali macam tu, si pengantin lelaki dengan nafas
termengah-mengah berkata, “Yang, penjahat yang ini bukannya kena hukuman
penjara seumur hidup.”

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You might like it. This is hilarious…..even an Englishman could not construct
sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and
Singaporeans.

Ah Kaw was asked to make a sentence using 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1. This is what
he came up with…..

1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep. But the couple saw me, so I panic
and 4 down. The man rushed out and wanted to 5 with me. I ran until I fell 6 and
threw up. So I go into 7 -eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at him. Then I took
a 9 and try to stab at him. 10 God he run away.

10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-eleven. Next day I called my
boss and told him I was 6 . He said 5, tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work.
He also asked me to go climb a 3 and jump down. I don’t understand. I am so nice 2 him but I don’t know what he 1.

Life isn’t about keeping score.
It’s
not about how many friends you have or how accepted you are.
Not about if you
have plans this weekend or if you’re alone.
It isn’t about whom you’re
dating, whom you used to date, how many people you’ve dated, or if you haven’t
been with anyone at all.
It isn’t about whom you have kissed. It’s not
about sex.
It isn’t about who your family is or how much money
they have.
Or what kind of car you drive. Or where you are sent
to school.
It’s not about how beautiful or ugly you are.
Or what clothes
you wear, what shoes you have on, or what kind of music you listen to.
It’s
not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, or brown or if your skin is too
light or too dark.
Not about what grades you get, how smart you are, how
smart everybody else thinks you are, or how smart standardized tests say you
are.
It’s not about what clubs you’re in or how good you are at a sport.
It’s not about representing your whole being on a piece of paper and seeing who
will accept you.
Life just isn’t about
that.

But, life is
about who you love and who you hurt.
It’s about who you make happy or unhappy
purposefully.
It’s about keeping or betraying trust.
It’s about
friendship, used as a sanctity or a weapon.
It’s about what you say and
mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.
About starting rumors and contributing
to petty gossip.
It’s about what judgments you pass and why.
It’s about
whom you’ve ignored with full control and intention.
It’s about jealousy,
fear, ignorance, and revenge.
It’s about carrying inner hate.
It’s about
having inner love, letting it grow, and spreading it.
But most of all, it’s
about using your life to touch or poison other people’s hearts in such a way
that could have never occurred without you.
BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT……
LIFE IS FOR ALLAH .

,,*,*,*,*
*( ‘._.’ )* I Wish
>”)(”< U Safe
,,,(”)(”),,, U Healty
U Happy
Every Second
Every Minute
Every Hour
And
Every Day
Have A Great Day Ahead
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