<?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-10997945</id><updated>2011-05-02T21:17:44.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>I still find each day too short for all the I thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997945.post-115216980495032167</id><published>2006-07-06T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:10:14.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Singaporean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I live in a HDB Flat&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother of Two&lt;br /&gt;I contribute to CPF every month&lt;br /&gt;I pay property tax every year&lt;br /&gt;I pay TV licence every year&lt;br /&gt;I pay to ride the MRT every day&lt;br /&gt;I used to donate to NKF but I have stopped&lt;br /&gt;I try to be nice and open the lift door but nobody say &lt;br /&gt;"Thank You"&lt;br /&gt;I give my seat to pregnant woman but I hardly get a &lt;br /&gt;"Thank You"&lt;br /&gt;I say "Thank You" &lt;br /&gt;when people open the lift door for me&lt;br /&gt;I say "Thank You" &lt;br /&gt;when people give up their seat when I was with baby&lt;br /&gt;I am a Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;So Say We All!&lt;br /&gt;So Say We All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag : &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/iamsingaporean" rel="tag"&gt;iamsingaporean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/mrbrown" rel="tag"&gt;mrbrown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-115216980495032167?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115216980495032167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=115216980495032167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/115216980495032167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/115216980495032167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-singaporean.html' title='I am Singaporean'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-114293304439190779</id><published>2006-03-21T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:08:58.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Real - Really</title><content type='html'>Received this letter some time back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/national%20draw_1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/400/national%20draw_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-114293304439190779?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/114293304439190779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=114293304439190779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114293304439190779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114293304439190779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-real-really.html' title='This is Real - Really'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-114291597788876367</id><published>2006-03-21T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T07:25:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/moment01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/moment01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast &lt;br /&gt;Kim Su-Jin: Son Ye-Jin &lt;br /&gt;Choi Chul-Soo: Jung Woo-Sung &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch this movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started crying from the 2nd disc onwards.. it is such a sad and romantic love story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-114291597788876367?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/114291597788876367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=114291597788876367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114291597788876367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114291597788876367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2006/03/moment-to-remember.html' title='A Moment to Remember'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-114066292724147508</id><published>2006-02-23T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:48:47.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer-Litter Neighbour</title><content type='html'>Last night while watching television.. something fell into my living room thru the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a lighted cigarette butt on the floor.. and my 2-year old son was playing nearby.. If it was my son who had found it first.. he may have got burned by the cigarette butt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very very mad.. how can this smoker be so irresponsible.. if you want to smoke at home, do the right thing, use an ash tray lar..why must you litter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reported this incident to the NEA and hopefully they can do something about this "killer-litter".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-114066292724147508?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/114066292724147508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=114066292724147508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114066292724147508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114066292724147508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2006/02/killer-litter-neighbour.html' title='Killer-Litter Neighbour'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-114057908499224526</id><published>2006-02-22T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T16:53:25.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles &amp; Keith Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/111_1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/111_1105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love Charles &amp; Keith's shoes and their designs are always very up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I bought a pair of shoes from Charles &amp;amp; Keith for Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only worn this pair of shoes for 3 days and maybe for only about 5 hours each day. (I guess that only make up to 15 hours of wearing which is in fact less than a day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/111_1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/111_1103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day, the sole of the right heels came off.&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;I send a feedback thru their website on Wednesday, February 01, 2006 2:50 PM, and this is what I wrote :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Sirs,I bought a pair of black ART #610056 for Chinese New Year. I have only worn this pair of shoes for 3 days and on the 3rd day itself. The sole of the heels came off. I have always like the design and durability of your shoes. But this is the first time that this has happen to me. I am not asking for anything in return but would just like to let you so that you can take note of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 04 February, 2006 1:04 PM, I received the following email :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for your feedback dated 1 February 2006. It is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to our deepest regrets to learn that you experienced unpleasantness with our footwear. All our shoes are manufactured to be identical in design and workmanship and it is normal practice for each pair of shoes to be individually examined by our Quality Assurance Personnel in our factories before being passed into the store. Your feedback has brought us great concern on our products and we sincerely hope that we can assist you further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would kindly advise you to send the pair of shoes to any of our outlets for evaluation. We seek your kind understanding for exchange of shoes, it has to be within 7 days in its original condition, with receipts attached; otherwise, shoes in manufacturing faults that is not caused wear and tear or carelessness. As for repairs, we will do our utmost to mend the shoes by sending back to our factories if they are in repairable condition (repairing will be dependant to the condition of the shoes at the time). Kindly inform me which outlet you will be going so that I can brief my staffs in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we would like to thank you for sharing your experience with us, as it is only with such constructive feedback that we can strive to maintain and improve on our products. Despite this most unfortunate episode, we sincerely look forward to your continued support and to having the opportunity to welcome you and serve you better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you require further assistance, please do not hesitate to contact me at 6xxxxxxx or drop me a mail at xxxxxxxxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:geraldinelin@charleskeith.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;@charleskeith.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;CHARLES &amp; KEITH (SINGAPORE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so on the 06 February, 2006 4:58 PM, I reply :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi xxxxxxxxx,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your email below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be glad to assist you by sending the shoes back to your outlet at Clifford Centre for evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I would like to request that you do not repair the soles as the soles provided will be the standard plastic soles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sending the shoes to the cobbler to replace them with rubber soles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours faithfully,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited and waited.. finally on 16 February, 2006 4:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear Ms xxx ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I regret that todate I have not received any response to my email below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shall not wait any further and will be sending the shoes to the cobbler for repair.&lt;br /&gt;And also would like to let you know that I am not the only one who have had problems with your shoes. My friend had bought a pair of ART #608055, after wearing it for 10 times, the strap came off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Once again, let me highlight to you that we both like the designs of your shoes and we are not asking for any form of compensation. We had thought that your company may wish to know about this quality problem we both experienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yours faithfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/111_1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/111_1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/111_1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/111_1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/111_1110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, I can say I am quite disappointed with the outcome of this feedback service. Cos I thought that being such a well-known and established brand name in Singapore, they would be interested to obtain feedback from their customers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after-sales service is not just not as important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-114057908499224526?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/114057908499224526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=114057908499224526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114057908499224526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/114057908499224526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2006/02/charles-keith-shoes.html' title='Charles &amp; Keith Shoes'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-112305754188763410</id><published>2005-08-03T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:28:00.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Skinny Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;I was waiting for the train this morning when i saw this lady standing beside me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She was really, really, really very skinny....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She reminded me of the late Karen Carpenter when she was suffering from anorexia.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This lady is so skinny that it is practically "pi bao gu" ~ skin wrap around the bones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;she looks something like this . &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this is the first time that I have seen such a skinny lady.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After this morning encounter, I have decided to just maintain my weight. Guess being healthy is more important.&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/10997945-112305754188763410?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/112305754188763410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=112305754188763410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112305754188763410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112305754188763410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/08/skinny-lady.html' title='A Skinny Lady'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-112288621095263583</id><published>2005-08-01T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:50:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toilet Incident - Pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;There are only 3 bosses in my office.. they are identified here as Mr S, Mr W and Mr Y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;This toilet incident is told by Mr W.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;One day, Mr W went to the toilet just as Mr Y came out and there was another person (identified as "Mr X") inside the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Mr X asked Mr W, "do you know that man? [saw Mr W and Mr Y waved to each other at the door]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Mr W, "Yeah".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;and guess what did Mr X says next ????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;"your friend never flush the TOILET!".. and walked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;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/10997945-112288621095263583?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/112288621095263583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=112288621095263583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112288621095263583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112288621095263583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/08/toilet-incident-pt-1.html' title='The Toilet Incident - Pt 1'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-112251702779774412</id><published>2005-07-28T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:17:07.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with the picture?</title><content type='html'>Saw this picture in a magazine. See if you can tell what's wrong with the picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/400/px.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The answer is :&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;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/400/after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiyoh, how come the photographer can make this kind of mistake.... ? or is it because the shoes are sponsor so must taped the sole...? But why choose a blue tape?&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/10997945-112251702779774412?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/112251702779774412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=112251702779774412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112251702779774412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112251702779774412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/07/whats-wrong-with-picture.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with the picture?'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-112247931169830772</id><published>2005-07-27T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T23:48:31.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty and Horrible Neighbours !#@%$@^&amp;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE HORRIBLE NEIGHBOURS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE USED-SOILED LADIES SANITARY NAPKIN THROWN ONTO MY AIR CON LEDGE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;This "woman" is so shameless.. don't your mama teach you what to do with used sanitary napkin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/1600/pix%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/320/pix%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND NOW, I HAVE RUBBISH THROWN OUTSIDE THE COMMON CORRIDOR....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="348" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3626/874/400/pix%2021.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now I wonder "what will be next?"&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/10997945-112247931169830772?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/112247931169830772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=112247931169830772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112247931169830772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112247931169830772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/07/dirty-and-horrible-neighbours.html' title='Dirty and Horrible Neighbours !#@%$@^&amp;'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-112194036021250644</id><published>2005-07-21T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:13:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;What is Charity??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It seems that nowadays there are alot of charity organisation asking for donation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;At Raffles Place, you can see them almost everyday.. there will be all kind of ways / methods in how they asked for donation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;By selling vouchers. These will usually be the youngster who may be on vacation and doing part-time job. they will approach you and tell you that they are asked to help this "xxxxx organisation" to sell the vouchers. Usually, it will costs $10 for a booklet, or, maybe $5 for a voucher". But maybe only about $2 will go&lt;br /&gt;back to the charity organisation, the rest of the money goes to this agent and towards part of the part-timer salary.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Some even goes to the extend of telling you that "pls help me, this is my last booklet or voucher". Once, I was approached by this young girl in school uniform to help raise funds for a charity organisation "quite a known name" to sell me a booklet of discounts voucher for $10. I told her that I do not need the vouchers and before I could even finish my sentence. She said, "But this is for charity, it will only costs you just a lunch money but you will give a lot to the organisation". Hey little girl, it's not the money factor, it's just that I really do not need the voucher. I just wanna make a donation but I don't need the vouchers. When I asked if I could just make a donation only, she gave me a very lame look and say "yeah, of course". It really makes me wonder if charity is meant to buy the discount voucher only.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Another method. by Credit Card or GIRO deduction only. I was approached by a lady this afternoon representing a charity organsiation for Children. She wanted to tell me a long winded story about the organisation which I already know. (Btw, this organisation quite well known too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I asked what kind of donation method is this? then she goes on to tell me that they are asking for regular donation through GIRO or monthly credit card deduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I told her I would only like to make a one time donation. She says they also appreciate one-time donation. I say ok but she continued to say that they do not accept cash or cheque, only credit cards are acceptable. What is this? U think everybody in this world have credit cards? what about those pp who doesn't have credit cards, you wouldn't want to have their one-time donation as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And she continue to ask in what amount would I like to donate. (she asked what amount so it must be any amount I wan right. WRONG.) She told me that due to computer systems stuff, they can only accept figure in the sum of $50, $100 and so forth. The computer systems cannot accept other kinds of amount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So now, if you wanna make a one-time donation. The minimum amount acceptable by the organisation is $50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My mum has been telling me, "Why must Charity organisation set the minimum donation amount. In the older days, you can donate any amount you wish".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guess I would rather issue a cheque to those small unknown charity organisation and to avoid these "known" charity organisation cos they will be getting more money from those who can afford to give in the multiple of $50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/10997945-112194036021250644?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/112194036021250644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=112194036021250644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112194036021250644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112194036021250644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/07/charity.html' title='Charity'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-112193774247248052</id><published>2005-07-21T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T17:33:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Variety Show " 想 xxx xxx “</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last night I was watching this variety show called "想 xxxx xxxxx ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There was this segment where they went to Raffles Place during the lunch period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It wanted to show the dress sense of the ladies at the area. They were trying to find "nicely" dress office ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It will be great to see "nicely" dress ladies but HELLO.. what were you pp doing when you filmed those "normal" looking office ladies whom you think have got no DRESS SENSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why do you need to show them on TV to the nation. What will you achieve out of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;These "normal ladies with no dress sense" could only be drawing little peanuts salary, with just enough to bring home for the family. They may not have the extra money to buy "nicely" clothes to dress "nicely" they may only be able to dress "normal" or even "outdated fashion".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Those "nicely' dress ladies could be earning five, six thousand a month and can afford to dress "nicely".  Looking at these "nicely" dress ladies, you would tell that what they wore were quite "branded".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Which women wouldn't want to dress "nicely" if they can afford it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This programme really sucks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One suggestion, why don't you pp go pick any lady on the street and ask her what is her budget for clothes and help her to achieve the "nicely" dress look within the budget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't humiliate these "normal" looking office ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-112193774247248052?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/112193774247248052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=112193774247248052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112193774247248052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/112193774247248052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/07/variety-show-xxx-xxx.html' title='Variety Show &quot; 想 xxx xxx “'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-111570862546325241</id><published>2005-05-10T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T15:03:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift</title><content type='html'>Sometime in April, it was S's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office colleague and myself bought S a special therma mug so that S can enjoy a warm cup of coffee every morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, S did not used the mug and we were wondering if S did not like the mug.. so one fine day I ask S,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : " S, Why didn't you use the mug we bought you ?? Is it bcoz you don't like the mug???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S replied : "No., I like the mug... but hor... I scared later if I put the mug out in the Open.. it will be kipnapped by M. M has already kidnapped my coffee cup before, so better play safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : "har, that means you don't even have a chance to use it to drink nice warm coffee in the office.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S replied : "slient"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor S...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-111570862546325241?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111570862546325241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=111570862546325241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111570862546325241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111570862546325241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/05/gift.html' title='The Gift'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-111466770595945500</id><published>2005-04-28T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T13:55:05.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrade boyfriend 5.0 to husband 1.0 - Pentium version</title><content type='html'>Just got this email from a friend, very interesting :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dear IT Support, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a slow down in the overall performance, particularly in the flower and jewellery applications that had operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 un-installed many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Persona Attention 6.5, but installed undesirable programs such as Formula One 5.0, NBA 3.0 and Would Cup 2.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And now Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and House Cleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Signed, Desperate Housewife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dear Desperate Housewife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First keep in mind: Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system. Try entering the command C:\ I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME and download Tears 6.2 to install Guilt 3.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If all works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewellery 2.0 and Flowers 3.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But remember, overuse can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Late Night Teh Tarik 6.1. Late Night 6.1 is a very bad program that will create SnoringLoudly.wav files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-Law 1.0 or reinstall another Boyfriend program. These are not supported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have a limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You might consider additional software to improve memory and performance. I personally recommend Hot Food 3.0 and Lingerie 6.9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Good Luck, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;IT Support &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-111466770595945500?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111466770595945500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=111466770595945500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111466770595945500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111466770595945500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/04/upgrade-boyfriend-50-to-husband-10.html' title='Upgrade boyfriend 5.0 to husband 1.0 - Pentium version'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-111379054795855017</id><published>2005-04-18T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T10:15:47.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mails</title><content type='html'>Recently I discovered that florist brochures addressed to me were illegally kept by my colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she blind or what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was addressed to me.. how could she do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like stealing from me right under my nose... this is really bad man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore she is ultra-sensitive one.. if you TELL her straight in her face.. she will give you the very hurt look and make you become so guilty for telling her off.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't stand it... feel like screaming my head off......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-111379054795855017?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111379054795855017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=111379054795855017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111379054795855017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111379054795855017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-mails.html' title='My Mails'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-111345488695737930</id><published>2005-04-14T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T17:51:51.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have been donating to a Charity organization on a monthly basis via Giro. Recently they send me a letter addressing/clarifying the recent reports about their (huge sum) reserve funds. I was ok with it till........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recent unscrupulous TV Ads calling for donation. It was such a big let down. the ads were :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;........calling for people to call in to donate and win instant prizes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;......... one local actor was in a barber and was telling this guy beside him that : if you had call in last year... must call in this year... got double chance to win a condo and extra cash......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have decided that I will stop my monthly giro deduction and give it to other charity organization who needs the funds. Although my donation may be just a little sum and is not significant to make any big impact on their huge collection of funds but I have been taught since young that donation is to be given out of selfless compassion without gaining any profit out of it.&lt;br /&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/10997945-111345488695737930?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111345488695737930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=111345488695737930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111345488695737930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111345488695737930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/04/charity-drive.html' title='Charity Drive'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-111156805502859986</id><published>2005-03-23T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:54:15.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loo</title><content type='html'>This was related by a friend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" S met M in the morning in the LOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While S was peeing... M *SHIT*ED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S was thinking to himself... woh liao... early in the morning.. smell *SHIT*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S just came back from Lunch... went to LOO  to freshen up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M followed....  &amp; *SHIT*ED AGAIN ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah... just had lunch and have to smell something like &lt;a href="mailto:this!!!#@%"&gt;this!!!#@%&lt;/a&gt;&amp; *SHIT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Times in a day... S has been cursed by the *SHIT* ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better find some cure....... man... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-111156805502859986?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111156805502859986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=111156805502859986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111156805502859986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111156805502859986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/loo.html' title='The Loo'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-111043716382669116</id><published>2005-03-10T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:20:20.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Home of their Own - An article in Today (a free tabloid)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just read in &lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/articles/39211.asp"&gt;Today&lt;/a&gt; about this young unwed mum and her 8 month old baby.. who had tried to purchase a flat but was rejected bcoz she and her child are not considered a "family Unit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she tried to rent a one-plus-one room flat from the government, this is what she gets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"We wish to explain that the Government's public housing policy is aimed at promoting family formation through marriages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To discourage unmarried parenthood, a single unmarried mother is therefore not eligible to rent an HDB flat with the child &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;born out of wedlock&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As you are not officially married to your child's father, it is regretted that HDB is unable to accede to your request to rent a flat with your child who was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;born out of wedlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must single mothers be punished in such a manner.. Yes, they were wrong in the first place (having unprotected sex and getting pregnant). But she did the right thing by not aborting this baby and has shown great determination and responsibility in bringing up this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what happen to the young undergrad girl from Toa Payoh, she threw her pre-mature baby down the rubbish chute cos she's afraid to face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raising a family is difficult enough. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's even more difficult for single parents struggling to make ends meet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't need more obstacles. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They need more opportunities. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/b/bill_richardson.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill Richardson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So don't make it more difficult for this brave young mother, can somebody please help her.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-111043716382669116?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111043716382669116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=111043716382669116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111043716382669116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/111043716382669116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-home-of-their-own-article-in-today.html' title='No Home of their Own - An article in Today (a free tabloid)'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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-10997945.post-110965323824000229</id><published>2005-03-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:57:32.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Young Woman on a Feeder Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was traveling to Woodlands MRT this morning by feeder bus and witness a scene from "How a Pretty Young Woman (PYM) become a typical ugly Singaporean".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Scene : Bus stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...... this PYM (wearing sunglasses) boarded the bus first &amp; "Beep" scanned her Ez-link card..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Usually people will start to move towards the rear of the bus.. but guess what.. in order for this PYM to be the first to alight from the bus at the interchange, she practically froze (or shall I say her feet was glued to the floor) right beside the Ez-link Reader. Bcoz of her action, people who wanted to move to the rear will now have to perform the "craby" walk (imagine how a crab walk) to squeeze past her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And when the bus continue its journey to the next stop, passengers can only stand on the steps of the bus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think the sunglasses is a tool for her to conceal her eyes from the angry stares of the rest of the passengers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It is really amazing to see how people can "geng" to convenience themselves but at other inconvenience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BTW. the weather this morning is not sunny but hazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10997945-110965323824000229?l=littlechoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110965323824000229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10997945&amp;postID=110965323824000229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/110965323824000229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10997945/posts/default/110965323824000229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlechoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/pretty-young-woman-on-feeder-bus.html' title='Pretty Young Woman on a Feeder Bus'/><author><name>littlechoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17572946178342157427</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></feed>
