Balls

March 17, 2010 at 4:11 pm · Filed under 1

Well Kabir wants me to talk about balls and  a promise is a promise…

At first, I was just going to talk about soccer balls, footballs, etc.

But that’s boring.

So I shall talk testicles. Or I think the official plural form is testes…

Believe it or not, many people eat testicles. In America, deep fried bull testicles (also known as Rocky Mountain oysters) take the lead of most popular testicle to eat. Montana and Wisconsin even have an all-you-can-eat annual Testicle-Fest. (TESTICLE-FEST!?!?!)

Here is an excerpt of the article I read…

“You’ve got to have the cock-sauce with them,” the Herald Sun quoted Rocky Mountain oyster enthusiast Kent Taylor, as saying.

Describing each testicle to be as big as an emu’s egg he adds: “They’ve got to be prepared just right.

“They have a taste all of their own. I’d say it’s a combination between an oyster and a chicken.”

I don’t know about you but I shuddered when I read that.

In Hanzhong, China, cock balls or rather rooster balls are also avidly eaten. Those who partake in this culinary delight describe them as ” full of juicy goodness”. Picture enclosed. I hope you’re satisfied Kabir, I really do.

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DAYUM…my future blog posts…

March 16, 2010 at 4:25 pm · Filed under 1

Hola everyone.

Well, I haven’t blogged in a while. But I shall start being an enthusiastic blogger starting today.

Um…okay. so some people have subscribed so this is the list so far:

Balls (Kabir)

My take on homosexuality, Lesbians  (Yuqing. Terrance. in that order)

Baptism(Karen)

Phillipino People (Kathryne)

Anorexic People (Jennifer)

So those are the future posts coming up.

Those of you subscribed but still haven’t come up with a topic, think of one!!

Those of you not subscribed….dayum whatchu’all thinking? subscribe silly people!

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Blow. Job. Post.

March 10, 2010 at 9:10 pm · Filed under 1

So  Jackattack (www.strandsofocean.wordpress.com) subscribed and wanted me to talk about cookies. I flat out refused. So instead, the ever so charming woman suggested Blow Job.

Little did she know that I actually would talk about Blow Jobs. Or rather Jobs that Blow. Hah! Take that!

Job that Blows #1:

Sewage Worker (in Mexico) : My spanish teacher said that in Mexico, there is a job that requires you to swim in the city’s sewage. Enough said.

Job that Blows #2:

Kindergarten Teacher: The naive reading this blog might consider this a dream job but think about it. 30 runny-nosed, crayon-eating, slobbering, crying, dirty, rowdy, loud, inarticulate little knee-high children(about my height) running around. Oh lordy.

Job that Blows #3:

Costco Sample Lady: Costco is an Asian fest. I bet you at least 80% of the people that sample their product like they haven’t eaten in days aren’t even gonna buy it.

Job that Blows #4:

McDonald’s Cashier: I read in the news that this woman got arrested for throwing her hot coffee at a Mcdonald’s Cashier b/c her hamburger had a pickle…innumerable similar stories float around the internet…..

Job that Blows #5:

Slave: ….

Btw. A certain person approached me and told me that she didn’t understand what Jobs that Blow mean. It basically means Jobs that Suck.

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Sohnny DANG!

March 9, 2010 at 5:29 pm · Filed under 1

So Patrick Xiao xisthenumber.wordpress.comsubscribed and wanted me to talk about a certain someone. I shall call him Sohnny DANG!

So Sohnny is this very interesting guy one of my classes. This may not be a bad thing but I’m pretty positive that Sohnny doesn’t operate on the same plane as the rest of us. For instance, he wears his watch over his sweatshirt instead on his wrist. I suppose lifting your sweatshirt sleeve is quite time consuming. He also wears these pants that go down to his mid-shin. Sohnny DANG! is just five steps ahead of the fashion world. I assure you next year, baggy pants up to your mid-shin will be all the rage. Even Megan Fox will be wearing them.

Last week, Sohnny DANG! went to the bathroom empty-handed and came back with a roll of toilet paper. He proceeded to play with said roll of toilet paper and even claimed it with his pencil. As in sticking it into the toilet paper hole. What a fascinating creature Sohnny DANG! is.

Once again, I’m pretty positive Sohnny DANG!  is a little different from the rest of us. But that’s okay b/c Sohnny DANG! is just that awesome…

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Yuqing Blog

March 7, 2010 at 9:33 pm · Filed under 1

As promised, if you subscribe I will write a topic on whatever you want me to.

So suggested by Terri, I shall write a blog on my friend at church, Yuqing.

Yuqing is really a one-of-a-kind friend of mine. She has the most symmetrical haircut I have ever seen. It is very high fashion I suppose. But more importantly, I’d like to thank her for bringing me closer to God. After getting to know her better at snow retreat, she agreed to devotionals with me once a week. I feel like the devotionals have really given me a check-up during my busy school week. So thanks Yuqing, I really appreciate it.

However, Yuqing does have a flaw. She thinks she is more hood than me. Nuh-uh. I’m sorry Yuqing but you are just so highly mistaken. I can actually pull of saying y’all and not all of my friends are Asian. (which gives me an upper hand I believe as most Asians are aways from g)

But once again, thanks Yuqing.

P.S. She also has a blog. (copying me of course) http://elsewheres.wordpress.com/ Y’ALL CHECK IT OUT!

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Y’all Need to Subscribe!(Por favor)

March 7, 2010 at 3:25 pm · Filed under 1

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Awkward Night

March 6, 2010 at 11:01 pm · Filed under 1

Tonight at my church youth group, we had a parent-teen communication seminar. Unfortunately, one of the most awkward nights of my life. So we had this exercise where we (the teens) went into a separate room and wrote a letter to our parents about how much we loved them. The parents also wrote a letter to us about how much they loved us. Then we would read our letters out loud to each other. I think the organizer had imagined teens and parents to sob into each other’s arms, filled with appreciation for each other. My letter went something like this:

Hello mother,

Thanks for giving birth to me and raising me. Also, thanks for buying my socks.

Your son,

Fangdaddy

I’m afraid my mother was quite disappointed. Her letter of love was two and a half pages long.

J.K. My letter wasn’t that pathetic…but nevertheless it was still awkward

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