Valentine's Day?
Greetings Earthlings.
Guess what tomorrow is.
IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY!
I don't even know what it means.
Is it a tribute to the poorest archer known?
Cupid couldn't even hit a brick wall a metre away from him.
Ahh...the time when couples spend more time with each other.
THE TIME WHEN SINGLES FROLICK IN THE BEAUTIFUL LUSH MEADOWS IN THE SWEET SUNLIGHT OF SPRING, RELISHING THE TIME THEY HAVE ALONE, REALISING THAT NOT HAVING A PARTNER AIN'T SO BAD AFTER ALL. =D
In the spirit of all this love, let me write about something that kinda creeps me out.
Have you guys noticed lately on how people seem to make out ALL OVER THE PLACE?
MRTs, buses, on stairways....you name it, they've done it.
JUST RECENTLY I SAW A COUPLE SQUIRMING OVER EACH OTHER WHILE ON THE ESCALATOR.
WTF?!
I wanted to watch, of course, how they would trip over the end of the escalator, but it was a Friday, so I had to take extra care of my temptations, even if they're based on "curiousity". :)
Tomorrow's Valentine's Day anyway, it's gonna be smoocher's season in the MRTs.
Tip to spot these public saliva-exchanges: Try the two end coaches of the train. You know...the brightly-coloured ones.
Now that's what I call "Orange County".
I can't imagine myself doing those stuff let alone me with a girl.
I mean, I know you love each other...but you don't have suck each other's tonsils out in front of everybody.
I do admit to some extent that I'm jealous of these people.
The male has that much nuts and the girl has that much....erm..(______) to do semi-pornish stuff in public.
Whoever said Singaporeans were cowards?
And the person who said Singaporeans aren't good lovers should be given a nice punt in the ass with the new Nike Mercurial Vapour, STUDS FIRST.
The kissing's OK....compared to the squirming and the caressing that usually ensues. So far, I'm very fortunate to only witness this phenomena twice. What is up with the hugging and rubbing of arms in the wrong places?
That's not love...THAT'S OVERKILL!
Why don't you just take your clothes off and show everyone your nightly activities on the spot? Boy, I would pay good money to see that.
But on the other hand, isn't this a good sign?
Maybe SMRT should build "make-out" seats at hotspots so these poor loverbirds don't have to tire themselves out doing 'it' standing up.
And I thought the terrorist threat was bad.
To cancel out the lameness of my posts, I shall post a very lovely poem for a very lovely girl that exists only in my dream. HAHA.
A Love Tribute To: Teh Gurl.
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
All my base,
Are belong to you.
> I once went with her on a ride through the Tunnel of Love. When we came out the other end, she slapped me and left. How was I to know it was connected to Haw Par Villa? <
Guess what tomorrow is.
IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY!
I don't even know what it means.
Is it a tribute to the poorest archer known?
Cupid couldn't even hit a brick wall a metre away from him.
Ahh...the time when couples spend more time with each other.
THE TIME WHEN SINGLES FROLICK IN THE BEAUTIFUL LUSH MEADOWS IN THE SWEET SUNLIGHT OF SPRING, RELISHING THE TIME THEY HAVE ALONE, REALISING THAT NOT HAVING A PARTNER AIN'T SO BAD AFTER ALL. =D
In the spirit of all this love, let me write about something that kinda creeps me out.
Have you guys noticed lately on how people seem to make out ALL OVER THE PLACE?
MRTs, buses, on stairways....you name it, they've done it.
JUST RECENTLY I SAW A COUPLE SQUIRMING OVER EACH OTHER WHILE ON THE ESCALATOR.
WTF?!
I wanted to watch, of course, how they would trip over the end of the escalator, but it was a Friday, so I had to take extra care of my temptations, even if they're based on "curiousity". :)
Tomorrow's Valentine's Day anyway, it's gonna be smoocher's season in the MRTs.
Tip to spot these public saliva-exchanges: Try the two end coaches of the train. You know...the brightly-coloured ones.
Now that's what I call "Orange County".
I can't imagine myself doing those stuff let alone me with a girl.
I mean, I know you love each other...but you don't have suck each other's tonsils out in front of everybody.
I do admit to some extent that I'm jealous of these people.
The male has that much nuts and the girl has that much....erm..(______) to do semi-pornish stuff in public.
Whoever said Singaporeans were cowards?
And the person who said Singaporeans aren't good lovers should be given a nice punt in the ass with the new Nike Mercurial Vapour, STUDS FIRST.
The kissing's OK....compared to the squirming and the caressing that usually ensues. So far, I'm very fortunate to only witness this phenomena twice. What is up with the hugging and rubbing of arms in the wrong places?
That's not love...THAT'S OVERKILL!
Why don't you just take your clothes off and show everyone your nightly activities on the spot? Boy, I would pay good money to see that.
But on the other hand, isn't this a good sign?
Maybe SMRT should build "make-out" seats at hotspots so these poor loverbirds don't have to tire themselves out doing 'it' standing up.
And I thought the terrorist threat was bad.
To cancel out the lameness of my posts, I shall post a very lovely poem for a very lovely girl that exists only in my dream. HAHA.
A Love Tribute To: Teh Gurl.
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
All my base,
Are belong to you.
> I once went with her on a ride through the Tunnel of Love. When we came out the other end, she slapped me and left. How was I to know it was connected to Haw Par Villa? <
posted by Danny at
10:54 PM
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