Found this article on Manure on a website....interesting and hunmourous piece of writing...
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ABSOLUTELY CONFIDENTIAL:
Extract from UN report on the Republic of Manchester United.

RESOLUTION: We the Security Council, after having spent much time in consultations, intelligence work and rigorous media monitoring have reached the conclusion that Sir Alex Fergussein must be disarmed. In fact, the stated preference of the international community is that 'regime change' is affected in his secretive and isolated 'Evil Empire'.


BACKGROUND: After thirteen years unelected dictatorship, the behaviour of Sir Alex Fergussein is becoming increasingly erratic. After many years of threats, the blotchy maniac has this past weekend launched a vicious attack on his own people with a WPMD (Weapon of Post-Match Destruction), possibly 'Nike-lear'. This brutal action caused trillions of dollars worth of damage to one of the world's most valuable pieces of facial furniture and untold anxiety to an entire nation, terrified as to where he might strike next.

The actual sequence of events surrounding the damage to one of his most prized henchman's gorgeously trimmed eyebrow is yet to be made entirely clear. Dissident forces close to the bullyboy say that what really got to him was unavoidable reality: he had been outclassed fair and square by a superior power.

Unable to blame his humiliation on the shape of the battlefield, the fabric of the uniforms, or the suspicious aroma of garlic emanating from his opponents, he did what any self-respecting mad dictator would do: he threw his toys out of the pram and lashed out at whoever was nearest to him.

With such displays of aggression increasing in regularity and ferocity an assessment of his capacity has been urgently undertaken: chillingly, Fergussein is thought to have global reach:

France - It is thought that the rubicund martinet has the capacity to exact a devastating blow on Arsene Wenger. For years now it is thought that the crazed Scot has been harbouring a resentment that a manager has come along who is flat out better than he is. Many people predict a pre-emptive strike on Wenger, perhaps including calling him 'lucky' or suggesting that his players 'cheat' or in the event that these pathetic cheap shots fail to have any effect, slipping Irn Bru into Wenger's Chateau Pichon-Longueville.

Sweden - Sven Goran Eriksson is also a target for having the temerity to choose some of the Barking Weegie's players for the national team. It is believed that Fergussein is apoplectic at 'being singled out' for such 'outrageous and vindictive behaviour'. Possible means of retaliation might include 'unbelievable pettiness', 'juvenile petulance' or even 'pitiful toddleresque hanky-stamping'.

The Rest of the World - Fergussein is becoming increasingly paranoid. He holds the bizarre belief that everyone in the world hates him.

Not just that, he apparently believes that the strange and mysterious force that governs the whole of creation is also against him. He claims that this Unknowable Cosmic Force not only is reluctant to slow down time when United are losing with a minute to go, but is only too happy not to speed it up when they are winning in similar situations.

Increasingly, the earthly custodians of the Fourth Dimension ('referees') have been coming under relentless attack. It is feared that the purple-headed Gorbalian will soon move on from his current strategy of tapping his always 100 per cent copper-bottomed accurate 1973 Timex while mouthing threats and obscenities at officials. It is thought that he may even attempt the 'nuclear' option, i.e. breathing on said officials. As a precaution, large scale innoculations are being considered.
PROPOSED ACTION:
As the world is becoming increasingly alarmed at the behaviour of the Veiny-Cheeked Loon it is recommended that preemptive action is taken soon.

It has been remarked upon that Fergussein, in the established manner of an ageing despot (eg Yasser Arafat, Muammar Gaddhaffi, Robert Mugabe, Ken Bates, etc, etc) has been unwilling to nominate a successor.

With this in mind, we now feel that the time is right to recommend 'regime change' by either, encouraging an uprising against him from within, or kidnapping him in the tunnel at Old Trafford and whisking him off to the funny farm. This latter option is favoured by the Security Council on the basis of the following:


PSYCHOLOGICAL REPORT: Studies of absolutist rulers throughout history reveals that the longer they are in power, the more likely it is that they go totally beaky bongo. Fergussein seems to be entering the final phases: the rapid descent into second childhood. Having now thrown off most of the trappings of maturity (ability to take responsibility for one's actions, humility, equanimity, patience) it is now expected that he will start:

Bursting into tears whenever he isn't allowed to annex Brazil

Saying 'I'm not playing with you' to anyone he thinks might beat him

Rolling around on the floor, beating the carpet with clenched fists when he is told that it's probably time he stopped bloody whingeing for god's sake.

METHODS OF DISPOSAL: In the case of rapid escalation in the crisis, the CIA have developed some more drastic means of bringing the stand off to a resolution:

Induce cardiac arrest in target by repeated prolonged exposure to images of Shaun Goater.

Force ever-more chewing gum into target's mouth until the tennis ball sized blob of sludge starts slowly to obstruct his throat thus causing asphyxiation.

Dress target up as Alf Inge Haaland, then spin Roy Keane round three times, point him in the right direction and avert eyes from the scene of bloody destruction.

Finally United must on no account be allowed to fall into the hands of Fergussein's above mentioned psychotic gauleiter and fellow bestselling author Roy Keane.

It is feared if the scenery-chewing Celt takes over that it is likely that any WPMD flying at people's faces would be attached to a flailing leg.

The civilian casualties from the fallout of such an event, particularly amongst Japanese schoolgirls, are too hideous to contemplate. In fact, the Council recommends that only one man could unify the ethnic factions in a post-Fergussein environment and lead the club into the future it deserves.

That man is Alan Ball.

Please, God, let it be so.


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An extremely funny piece of writing...do excuse the language used...hahahaha
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Dear Ah Beng,

I got this neighbour, hor, he very kwai lan one.

Lately, hor, he say he want to build this fence between our house and his house. The old fence nothing wrong, and some more, not say I say what, but his design si beh obiang one. (I think so he use a contractor from JB.) But aiyah, I give him face and said OK. But he still buay song that I was reluctant at first, so he go and suan me behind my back to other people. I really, really want to hoot him, but my wife say I shouldn’t be as low class as him. How?

Pride Minister


Dear Pride Minister,

Wah lan eh. Neighbour-neighbour this sort of thing, hor, very chia lat one. Because whack him oreddy, hor, must still live with him next door, and everyday see his bin chow chow one.

The best way is to be more cool. Say neh’mine, but quietly go behind his back and see a real estate agent. Tell the real estate agent you want to buy your neighbour’s house, but not to reveal your identity to the neighbour. Then the estate agent should tell your neighbour that the only sticking point is his ugly fence and that if he took it down, it would greatly improve his chances of selling at a good price. He sure immeelly go and take it down one. Once he does this, then you cancel the deal. Your neighbour sure damn LPPL, one.

Of course, you could always resort to classical Ah Beng ways of getting revenge. Like scratching his car, or poisoning his dog.

And if you do’wan to do this yourself, then we here at the Chap Sar Tiam Secret Society can he’p-chu do it, for a commission.

But make sure you don’tch play punk with us, or else we will go and buy your neighbours’ house ourselves and then you’ll be living next to us. And I guarantee you we will turn the place into a gambling den or orh kwee keng.

--AH BENG





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Soemthign i wrote in my darkest moments...somethign happened that affected me alot...it caused a paradigm shift in my mindset...it changed my attitudes and response towards others
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I see today as a brand new day each time i awake
It brings new hope, new dawn & most imptly a new You

As the noon sun reaches its height of scorching heat
I laid battled and defeated
I asked myself is it worth it to trudge on
Why have not you appeared to bring me away
I m growing weary and weak

WHY! WHY! WHY!

This is a song i once put on a cd for a girl i sincerely loved and cherished but it turns out that she has a BF on the sly....i was so betrayed coz she always appeared to be a girl who had principles of not getting involved when she's a student and those thigns...but it turns out that she has been putting up a front...I really could nto understand why....i was so hurt, it took me more than a mth to pick myself up....a good fren of mine told me this,"You dun have to feel so sad, at least u got to know the true her b4 anythign else progressed..." Alas, she's so rite but too late liaos, i have given her my all lor...really leh....i felt sooo stoopid and foolish and idiotic...

hahaha..lookign back, i thank God she is not in my life...w/o her presence in my life i felt that i have a bigger capacity to love those i take care of....nowsadays i commit my time solely to Basketball, Youth Services, My kakis and my bed.....hahahaha

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More Than Words

Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

More than words

Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

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