Cheok's Updates Du Jour!
It's another day of absolutely c-r-a-p weather, and I sit stalwart in front of the computer screen, beating at the keys with a rumble in my stomach as I patiently await the arrival of dinner.
So let's take a short break from the accusatory nature as of late, because everyone needs a breather now and then. This truce is in part due to my feeling at peace with the world, which is supplemented heavily by dosages of The New Amsterdams in the iTunes playlist.
(Visit Newams.net to download their free EP "Killed Or Cured". In particular listen out for the lyrics of My Red Hand, because they represent an apt description of Chalk. No, seriously!)
A light review of recent events surrounding the Central 6 Crew as of late:
- The Nerf has pretty much been taken outta action, largely due to rapid technological advancement in modern weaponry. It's only been a year since my NS days, but man do things change fast: the M.I.L.A.N anti-tank system of yesteryear...
... Has been replaced by the New-age Intercontinental Ballistic Missile Through The Heart from Milan, Italy - Code-named Rasz:
A weapon of rare breed indeed: Which Final Fantasy weapon deals 10 damage to adversary and 9999 damage to self when used, you tell me? So, will someone please tell Rasz to launch home soon before The Nerf reverts to his roots and begins subscription to NAMBLA... NAMBLA being the North-American Man-Boy Love Association, by the way.
Gay bastard. Once a New Urban Male, ALWAYS a New Urban Male. But more on that another time.
- The Chowzz was, at last notice, still toiling over the perfect pasta for his crush, the Girl from Pastamania - previously referred to as Miss Upper-Bukit-Timah a.k.a. M_L (would you like to buy a vowel?)
Ok, so it's a lousy play on The Girl From Ipanema. Fuckin' sue me. Anyway... He has systematically, categorically and heartlessly denied all connections to Min-Min, his childhood sweetheart, instead redirecting double power towards creating the perfect soup base in an effort to attain his ultimate goal: The Girl from Pastamania ladling spoonful after spoonful of CHOW'S HOT PASTE INTO HER MOUTH...
Oh, what a bad typo: I meant p-a-s-t-a, not p-a-s-t-e... Must be the wet weather, it's making my fingers slow to respond...
As a sidenote, I was with Chowzz after our GPS (Govt Politics of S'pore) lecture just the other day, and just as we stepped into the Deck we bumped right into the Girl from Pastamania. Chow proceeded to turn a startling shade of beet-red, but fortunately for him Miss Upper-Bukit-Timah seemed to have not noticed; instead, she claimed (much to my amusement, and obviously to Chow's gorging ecstacy) that we were most certainly there to LOOK FOR HER.
Like, huh? Upon further probing by the 2 experienced members of Team Central6, however, we quickly discerned the source of her disillusion...
- The Devious Chalk has been feeding Chow poisoned information all this time! While intentionally delaying Chow's creation of the sacred soup-base by means of numerous rejected calls and continued ambiguity with regards to the recipe details, Chalk has actually been undercutting Chow on the sidelines... He'd arranged a lunch meeting with Girl from Pastamania on the sly! The sneaky fella!
You do us Wongs proud, Chalk.
Ever the viper, Chalk seems to have forgotten his relationship with the Alphafemale (see earlier entry for more information on the Alphafemale) just days after its fruition... Now, I don't know WHAT sort of fruition we're talking about here (maybe its not love... just sex...) but it appears that affairs regarding the Alphafemale have gone straight down the rubbish-chute, seeing as to Chalk's newfound pursuit of the Girl from Pastamania.
Are we going to see a 3 cornered fight in the squared circle? Or will it be another sardine-formation orgy on the mattress in Chalk's bedroom*?? Stay tuned!!!
*: Information courtesy of Haro
P.S.: Nerf attempted to post a huge-ass disclaimer message here to cover his left arsecheek, but Admin deleted due to its irreconciliability with Kill Is Love's general intent of Kill Everyone And Let God Sort 'Em Out. Nevertheless, Admin still gently reminds all readers to take all entries with a pinch of saltin the eye, you anal fucktards. It's all for the fun of it, after all.
So let's take a short break from the accusatory nature as of late, because everyone needs a breather now and then. This truce is in part due to my feeling at peace with the world, which is supplemented heavily by dosages of The New Amsterdams in the iTunes playlist.
(Visit Newams.net to download their free EP "Killed Or Cured". In particular listen out for the lyrics of My Red Hand, because they represent an apt description of Chalk. No, seriously!)
A light review of recent events surrounding the Central 6 Crew as of late:
- The Nerf has pretty much been taken outta action, largely due to rapid technological advancement in modern weaponry. It's only been a year since my NS days, but man do things change fast: the M.I.L.A.N anti-tank system of yesteryear...
... Has been replaced by the New-age Intercontinental Ballistic Missile Through The Heart from Milan, Italy - Code-named Rasz:
A weapon of rare breed indeed: Which Final Fantasy weapon deals 10 damage to adversary and 9999 damage to self when used, you tell me? So, will someone please tell Rasz to launch home soon before The Nerf reverts to his roots and begins subscription to NAMBLA... NAMBLA being the North-American Man-Boy Love Association, by the way.
Gay bastard. Once a New Urban Male, ALWAYS a New Urban Male. But more on that another time.
- The Chowzz was, at last notice, still toiling over the perfect pasta for his crush, the Girl from Pastamania - previously referred to as Miss Upper-Bukit-Timah a.k.a. M_L (would you like to buy a vowel?)
Ok, so it's a lousy play on The Girl From Ipanema. Fuckin' sue me. Anyway... He has systematically, categorically and heartlessly denied all connections to Min-Min, his childhood sweetheart, instead redirecting double power towards creating the perfect soup base in an effort to attain his ultimate goal: The Girl from Pastamania ladling spoonful after spoonful of CHOW'S HOT PASTE INTO HER MOUTH...
Oh, what a bad typo: I meant p-a-s-t-a, not p-a-s-t-e... Must be the wet weather, it's making my fingers slow to respond...
As a sidenote, I was with Chowzz after our GPS (Govt Politics of S'pore) lecture just the other day, and just as we stepped into the Deck we bumped right into the Girl from Pastamania. Chow proceeded to turn a startling shade of beet-red, but fortunately for him Miss Upper-Bukit-Timah seemed to have not noticed; instead, she claimed (much to my amusement, and obviously to Chow's gorging ecstacy) that we were most certainly there to LOOK FOR HER.
Like, huh? Upon further probing by the 2 experienced members of Team Central6, however, we quickly discerned the source of her disillusion...
- The Devious Chalk has been feeding Chow poisoned information all this time! While intentionally delaying Chow's creation of the sacred soup-base by means of numerous rejected calls and continued ambiguity with regards to the recipe details, Chalk has actually been undercutting Chow on the sidelines... He'd arranged a lunch meeting with Girl from Pastamania on the sly! The sneaky fella!
You do us Wongs proud, Chalk.
Ever the viper, Chalk seems to have forgotten his relationship with the Alphafemale (see earlier entry for more information on the Alphafemale) just days after its fruition... Now, I don't know WHAT sort of fruition we're talking about here (maybe its not love... just sex...) but it appears that affairs regarding the Alphafemale have gone straight down the rubbish-chute, seeing as to Chalk's newfound pursuit of the Girl from Pastamania.
Are we going to see a 3 cornered fight in the squared circle? Or will it be another sardine-formation orgy on the mattress in Chalk's bedroom*?? Stay tuned!!!
*: Information courtesy of Haro
P.S.: Nerf attempted to post a huge-ass disclaimer message here to cover his left arsecheek, but Admin deleted due to its irreconciliability with Kill Is Love's general intent of Kill Everyone And Let God Sort 'Em Out. Nevertheless, Admin still gently reminds all readers to take all entries with a pinch of salt
posted by Cheok at 8:35 PM
4 Comments:
Dey, as a SME(subject matter expert) in my field of balls-listics dey, it has come to my attention that the backblast of the Rasz has a wide range of effect ranging from emo-spasms , heighten sensitiveness, rapid randomness to mild change is sexual orientation dey. It is still in prototype dey, i wonder who leaked out the sacred dey, i say sacred blueprints for production dey. It's dangerous dey.
HO HO HO HO.. sardines... like brothers in the hotel bed ah! Wo ho ho ho ho. Hug like bolster somemore. Ho ho ho ho
lol.
this is fucking funny.
ahahahahhaaha.
girl from pastemania.. hmm mmm.
sounds.. erm.. interesting. ;)
heyhey, i can foresee the next post frm chalk is going to feature me somehow or rather... but anyway, who gives a damn.
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