tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post5822117789040454217..comments2023-10-28T21:12:52.124+08:00Comments on k0k bL0k: When I was Tenk0k s3n w4ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09564727389837796019noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post-46657951685412222082007-08-17T08:36:00.000+08:002007-08-17T08:36:00.000+08:00haha so adorable. imagine a tiny cock. =Pbtw, go t...haha so adorable. imagine a tiny cock. =P<BR/><BR/>btw, go to goa cock. bring ur books if u must. though i doubt u can make it in one piece there if u cant take the bus journey down to mangalore. lolz.sXydeViLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17077489198531334067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post-31290418493931244472007-08-11T21:44:00.000+08:002007-08-11T21:44:00.000+08:00@pinksterzur just jeluz that u didn't get icecream...<B>@pinksterz</B><BR/>ur just jeluz that u didn't get icecream.<BR/><BR/><B>@rabbit</B><BR/>She wudn't dare call me that F name. I hated it since I was a baby. Worse name ever. Bluek.<BR/><BR/><B>@jen</B><BR/>i think chicken backside is something entirely diff altogether.<BR/>Girls still get to weep whenever they want. We guys have to toughen up, keep a stiff upper lip and all that macho crap.<BR/><BR/><B>@crux</B><BR/>crafty li'l boys we were XD<BR/>U reminded me. I have never sat in a train before in my life. I gotta try it now that I'm in India.k0k s3n w4ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09564727389837796019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post-39125122046228563702007-08-09T22:34:00.000+08:002007-08-09T22:34:00.000+08:00I once got lost at a train station, and when I rea...I once got lost at a train station, and when I realised it, I immediately started preparing a speech to give to the fella at the counter, describing my house and asking him which train to take to get there, and if he can lend me money for a ticket, which I'll ask my dad to pay back later for.<BR/><BR/>My main worry wasn't that I may not see my family again, but that I might take the wrong train and have to repeat the entire process. And that I might not be able to get ticket money this time.<BR/><BR/>Heh. We think alike (or at least as kids, we used to)..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post-33375687564627039092007-08-09T12:34:00.000+08:002007-08-09T12:34:00.000+08:00why, you crafty little worm, you. genius!! but hec...why, you crafty little worm, you. genius!! but heck, i wouldnt mind bawling my eyes out a bit for an ice cream instead of a good scolding.<BR/><BR/>even now ;)<BR/><BR/>if i were lost, i'm sorry to say that i'd put the entire clan to shame probably by crying so much, i'd pass out. oh boy. what a scene.<BR/><BR/>i'm such a chicken backside at heart. sigh.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15872630377986924893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post-11023418510609309092007-08-09T11:06:00.000+08:002007-08-09T11:06:00.000+08:00Yeah lah, like that also can. Memang pun tak takut...Yeah lah, like that also can. Memang pun tak takut langsung, wanna act like takut only. Cis!<BR/><BR/>U sure ur mom called out for "kok sen wai" and not "harry kok"? Or the english name of yours that starts with a F?Rabbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00581696440089321162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246194140200675056.post-43571089744124338312007-08-09T08:56:00.000+08:002007-08-09T08:56:00.000+08:00mengada betul.mengada betul.pinksterzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09683666764775070637noreply@blogger.com