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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 01:31:23 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Gas and Oil</category><category>Holidays</category><category>Mobile</category><category>Image Galleries</category><category>Natural</category><category>Abdullah Ahmad Badawi</category><category>Linguistics</category><category>Kids and Teens</category><category>Prime minister</category><category>Nokia</category><category>People and Society</category><category>Online shopping</category><category>Nokia N95</category><category>Mas Selamat bin Kastari</category><category>Society and Culture</category><category>Malaysia</category><category>Advertising</category><category>Fish stocking</category><category>Mas Selamat Kastari</category><category>United States</category><category>Government</category><category>Industrial Goods and Services</category><category>Business</category><category>Holidays and Special Days</category><category>Prison escape</category><category>Dawn</category><category>Singapore</category><category>Languages</category><category>Deputy Prime Minister</category><category>Leak</category><category>Social Sciences</category><category>Fetishes</category><category>Adult</category><category>Shopping</category><category>Mobile phone</category><category>AVS</category><category>Mother</category><category>History</category><category>Safety Equipment Supplies</category><category>Industrial Supply</category><category>EBay</category><category>Check</category><category>Financial Services</category><category>Health</category><category>Merchant Services</category><category>Adult Check</category><category>Shopkeeper</category><category>Mother's Day</category><title>Mr Lim Kopi says.......</title><description>Come take a break with Mr Lim Kopi and talk about anything and everything under the sun.....real, virtual or imagination....</description><link>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MrLimKopi" /><feedburner:info uri="mrlimkopi" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-3761575821996328079</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 01:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T17:04:36.291-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Malaysia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Abdullah Ahmad Badawi</category><title>why Abdullah Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the evening</title><description>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10275752@N05/2682235160"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2682235160_ab3a0499d3_m.jpg" alt="Abdullah Ahmad Badawi (Malaysian Prime Ministe..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10275752@N05/2682235160"&gt;CGAtlan&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A man asked Ah Beng why Abdullah Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the evening and not in the morning. Ah Beng replied, "Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/788b50cf-a1b5-49b1-90e6-af5b81682a58/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=788b50cf-a1b5-49b1-90e6-af5b81682a58" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-3761575821996328079?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/UKqa5zFoYQE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/UKqa5zFoYQE/why-abdullah-ahmad-badawi-goes-walking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2682235160_ab3a0499d3_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-abdullah-ahmad-badawi-goes-walking.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-4117898781259620016</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T17:03:18.363-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nokia N95</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mobile phone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nokia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mobile</category><title>Ah Beng's jokes</title><description>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40579921@N00/3025024253/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/3025024253_b1c29955cf_m.jpg" alt="Good bye Granada" style="border: medium none ; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40579921@N00/3025024253/"&gt;Edgar Barany&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng bought a new mobile.He sent a message to everyone from his phone book and said, "My mobile number has changed. Earlier it was Nokia N95. Now it is E71".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng told his servant, "Go and water the plants!" The servant replied, "It's already raining". Ah Beng said, "So what? Take an umbrella and go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;AH BENG: If I die, will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;AH BENG: No, I'll also stay with your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/e20d4be4-4ef1-4555-b8e7-7d3008dfc158/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=e20d4be4-4ef1-4555-b8e7-7d3008dfc158" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-4117898781259620016?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/neNZKPQ1VVM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/neNZKPQ1VVM/ah-bengs-jokes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/3025024253_b1c29955cf_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/11/ah-bengs-jokes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-8309568850349933809</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:41:28.963-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 8</title><description>A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty face or my sexy body?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her from head to toe and replied: 'I like your sense of humor!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-8309568850349933809?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/Ro0w-aRnVyo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/Ro0w-aRnVyo/married-humour-8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-8.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-9002357597008432265</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:40:52.719-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 7</title><description>Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy replies: 'Thanks for the early warning.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-9002357597008432265?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/YggHmYPML6E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/YggHmYPML6E/married-humour-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-7.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-142212911882246175</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:40:26.300-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 6</title><description>A newly married man asked his wife, 'Would you have married me if my father hadn't left me a fortune?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Honey,' the woman replied sweetly, 'I'd have married you, NO MATTER WHO LEFT YOU A FORTUNE!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-142212911882246175?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/70qnOvIzypY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/70qnOvIzypY/married-humour-6.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-6.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-1793664535342445933</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:39:59.277-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 5</title><description>Son: ' Mum, when I was on the bus with Dad this morning, he told me to give up my seat to a lady.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: 'Well, you have done the right thing.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: 'But mum, I was sitting on daddy's lap.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-1793664535342445933?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/AI-qQkInHgk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/AI-qQkInHgk/married-humour-5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-5.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-5731158034293587249</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:39:24.426-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 4 - Stress Reliever</title><description>Girl: 'When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles and lighten your burden.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'It's very kind of you, darling, but I don't have any worries or troubles.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: 'Well that's because we aren't married yet.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-5731158034293587249?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/4tltoGjyldQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/4tltoGjyldQ/married-humour-4-stress-reliever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-4-stress-reliever.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-7976469188026283344</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:38:27.267-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 3</title><description>Wife: 'You always carry my photo in your wallet. Why?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: 'When there is a problem, no matter how great, I look at your picture and the problem disappears..' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: 'You see how miraculous and powerful I am for you?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: 'Yes! I see your picture and ask myself what other problem can there be greater than this one?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-7976469188026283344?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/lQ32Od2TYc8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/lQ32Od2TYc8/married-humour-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-3.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-4483250146703659878</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:37:33.604-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 2</title><description>Wife : 'Do you want dinner?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband : 'Sure! What are my choices?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife : 'Yes or no.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-4483250146703659878?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/MYqu2DQtnkc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/MYqu2DQtnkc/married-humour-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-840587212333978335</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T20:30:05.022-07:00</atom:updated><title>Married Humour 1</title><description>Wife: 'What are you doing?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband : Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife : 'Nothing...? You've been reading our marriage certificate for an hour.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband : 'I was looking for the expiry date.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-840587212333978335?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/Cny9tEOGz0I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/Cny9tEOGz0I/married-humour-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/married-humour-1.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-5926959840482266847</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 05:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T22:09:43.101-07:00</atom:updated><title>Whether Democrat or Republican....this is funny</title><description>&lt;span class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-click" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9223655@N07/2960074070/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2960074070_a779be3ac2_m.jpg" alt="harvest spirits" style="border: medium none ; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="margin: 1em 0pt 0pt; display: block;"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9223655@N07/2960074070/"&gt;Mc Morr&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Received an e-mail which I am sharing here you you cause it is funny.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is Politics?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the head of the family , so call me The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Government&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nanny, we will consider her the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Working Class&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your baby brother, we will call him the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now think about that and see if it makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives up and goes back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, 'Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father says, 'Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy replies, 'The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is screwing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Working Class&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Government&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is sound asleep. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are being ignored and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is in deep shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-5926959840482266847?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/iiO-bIjTZY4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/iiO-bIjTZY4/whether-democrat-or-republicanthis-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2960074070_a779be3ac2_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/10/whether-democrat-or-republicanthis-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-7716489177950454058</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 10:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T03:18:14.980-07:00</atom:updated><title>Who says women can't park?</title><description>Watch this interesting video and try beating this woman driver with your parking skill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec83d333a6f75078" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt;There is a bus with 7 girls inside,&lt;br /&gt;Each girl has 7 bags,&lt;br /&gt;Inside each bag,  there are 7 Big cats,&lt;br /&gt;Each Big cat has 7 small cats,&lt;br /&gt;All cats have 4 Legs  each!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: red; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Question: How many Legs  are there inside the bus?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-3676303047012570733?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/Kljy8lE6LI0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/Kljy8lE6LI0/how-many-legs-are-there-inside-bus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-many-legs-are-there-inside-bus.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-5825159579617363934</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-08T21:52:49.433-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">EBay</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advertising</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dawn</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online shopping</category><title>Beware of scams on the internet!!</title><description>More people today are willing and comfortable buying from the internet. In fact, this will the trend and more goods and service will be transacted on line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While legitimate merchants are striving hard to build credibility on line, scammers are also lurking on the un-suspect consumers and damaging the legitimate merchant's effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some readers of celebrity blogger Dawn Yang have found themselves hundreds of dollars poorer because of an ad posted on her website. Read all about it &lt;a href="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/news/story/0,4136,166985,00.html?" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has Dawn got to say? This is what she posted on her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some time ago, I was approached to do an advertisement on my blog for the aforementioned website. I visited the online store, and since everything seemed professional and legitimate, I hence put up the advertisement. Subsequently I received e-mail complaints that it might be a scam, as such I put up a disclaimer and a warning to my readers to be careful. Unfortunately I later had to take everything down as another company contacted me to say that the website had unlawfully used their copyright images including the company logo, and requested I remove the entire ad in case their customers or any potential customers thought it was them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply sorry and apologize to the affected readers who had purchased items from the fake store. I recommend them to make a police report, and I will gladly help furnish any available details I have of the company."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Dawn to be blamed? That's another subject..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if the seller is asking for money to be transfered to a bank account, beware...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legitimate seller will use proper "shopping carts" or Paypal (which is free to merchants). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So buyers, beware.&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/cc181d3f-e338-4430-8a47-bd7be9182429/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_a.png?x-id=cc181d3f-e338-4430-8a47-bd7be9182429" alt="Zemanta Pixie"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-5825159579617363934?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/o9KqbxCeszk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/o9KqbxCeszk/beware-of-scams-on-internet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/beware-of-scams-on-internet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-6453827657412103053</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-08T19:45:59.365-07:00</atom:updated><title>The reason why Joe Augustin is fired!!</title><description>After mounting public speculation over the exact nature of popular radio DJ Joe Augustin’s recent firing, the truth is now revealed by one of Singapore's best blogger.....Read about it &lt;a href="http://www.talkingcock.com/html/article.php?sid=2575&amp;mode=thread&amp;order=0"target="_blabk"&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-6453827657412103053?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/dus-iBVep7k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/dus-iBVep7k/reason-why-joe-augustin-is-fired.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/reason-why-joe-augustin-is-fired.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-7231926238762590066</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T04:46:52.567-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why Joe Augustin and Petrina Kow are off the air</title><description>Joe and Petrina are one of my favourite radio DJs. However, they seems to have disappeared on air and this is what Petrina has to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess some of you might be wondering why we’ve suddenly disappeared on air, even though all you’ve heard from us is that we’re just taking one week’s leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the rumours get real silly, I thought I’d set things straight since I kinda started the ball rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read all about it at &lt;a href="http://petrinaandjoe.com/"target="_blank"&gt;PetrinaAndJoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-7231926238762590066?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/hqN6bvHcFAg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/hqN6bvHcFAg/why-joe-augustin-and-petrina-kow-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-joe-augustin-and-petrina-kow-are.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-8314846372824569404</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T05:53:32.102-07:00</atom:updated><title>Mas Selamat cost ISD Superintendent his job?</title><description>Mas Selamat, Singapore most wanted man is still at large....The findings of his escape has been released and people are gunning for heads to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ISD Superintendent was sacked. But did the escape cost him his job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the report, we know that it was his decision to saw off the window's handle when it was found that the grilles was not fixed. How intelligent is such a decision? At Superintendent level, surely there should be a level of common sense and intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did a person who is capable of making such a decision reach that level of authority?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps there are lessons that we can learn from this incident too.&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin: 5px 0pt; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/pixie.png?x-id=c398481e-334f-4a14-bf16-b4ed84e347c2" style="border: medium none ; float: right;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-8314846372824569404?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/d3-wB_1wZpE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/d3-wB_1wZpE/mas-selamat-cost-isd-superintendent-his.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/mas-selamat-cost-isd-superintendent-his.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-5732981378118011166</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 08:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T01:53:59.279-07:00</atom:updated><title>What you cannot eat at breakfast.......</title><description>My son asked me : "Daddy, do you know what are the 2 things that you cannot eat for breakfast?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, this little rascal......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is : " Lunch and Dinner!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-5732981378118011166?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/OrvLlDIQjEw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/OrvLlDIQjEw/what-you-cannot-eat-at-breakfast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-you-cannot-eat-at-breakfast.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-208807280279496523</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 09:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T03:03:25.057-07:00</atom:updated><title>After the crocodile joke....</title><description>Anybody knows what fruit is the crocodile afraid of ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Answer is : Coconut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ?? Co....Co...Nut sound also like "kock" "kock" nut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wonder why, &lt;a href="http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/reptile-that-will-die-by-2-knocks-not.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-208807280279496523?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/LGb7ynstpow" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/LGb7ynstpow/after-crocodile-joke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-crocodile-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-8588415463334523259</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 03:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-13T20:46:35.097-07:00</atom:updated><title>Britain's Got Talent - Charlie Wernham - stand-up comedy</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jn20yZ6Jhto&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jn20yZ6Jhto&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-8588415463334523259?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/F__Uk4fjCQQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/F__Uk4fjCQQ/britains-got-talent-charlie-wernham.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/britains-got-talent-charlie-wernham.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-3167050556701076464</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 08:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-13T07:54:05.884-07:00</atom:updated><title>Reptile that will die exactly by 2 knocks - not more, not less</title><description>I heard an interesting nonsense joke on radio yesterday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reptile will die precisely with 2 knocks? Not more , not less but exactly 2 knocks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Crocodile !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be Singaporean to understand this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kock" + "kock" = die..... Kock-Kock-Die.... sounds like crocodile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 kocks = 2 knocks............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out for the sequels to this.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-3167050556701076464?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/ntjVWFGZ6c4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/ntjVWFGZ6c4/reptile-that-will-die-by-2-knocks-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/reptile-that-will-die-by-2-knocks-not.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-3580955675353295135</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 08:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-12T01:23:03.055-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fish stocking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Languages</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopkeeper</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Social Sciences</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Linguistics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Natural</category><title>This one real funny....Ah Lian buy stocking....</title><description>Ah Lian ask shopkeeper:  Eh Ah chek, u got sell stocking up                         to knee, boh?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Chek : Lu siao ah! stocking wear up to 'yeo' (waist) only, where got up to the 'nee'(breast) one.&lt;div id="zemanta-pixie" style="margin: 5px 0pt; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a id="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img id="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/pixie.png?x-id=ba3bf8b7-44e9-434e-a991-c91974f1563c" style="border: medium none ; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-3580955675353295135?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/uSJwo4JhuNc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/uSJwo4JhuNc/this-one-real-funnyah-lian-buy-stocking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-one-real-funnyah-lian-buy-stocking.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211569398159318951.post-67714547056927331</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-11T04:37:37.839-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mother's Day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">United States</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kids and Teens</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">People and Society</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mother</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays and Special Days</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">History</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays</category><title>Happy Mother's Day !</title><description>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; display: block; float: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66963159@N00/33097038" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/33097038_d4186cdf5e_m.jpg" alt="Happy Mother's Day!" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 1em 0pt 0pt; display: block;"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66963159@N00/33097038" target="_blank"&gt;Lorri37&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This is a story that I received via e-mail and would like to share with you - "8 Lies Of A Mother" and here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say 'Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Mother's First Lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten; My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, 'Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Mother's Second Lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, 'Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning.' Mother smiled and said 'Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Mother's Third Lie&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration; I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said 'Drink, son! I'm not thirsty! &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Mother's Fourth Lie.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying 'I don't need love.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Mother's Fifth Lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, 'I have enough money.' &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Mother's Sixth Lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me 'I'm not used to high living.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Mother's Seventh Lie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, 'Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain.'&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Mother's Eighth Lie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died.&lt;br /&gt;YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - O - T - H - E - R&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'M' is for the Million things she gave me, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;'O' means Only that she's growing old, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;'T' is for the Tears she shed to save me, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;'H' is for her Heart of gold,&lt;br /&gt;'E' is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them,&lt;br /&gt;'R' means Right, and right she'll always be,&lt;br /&gt;Put them all together, they spell 'MOTHER' a word that means the world to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="zemanta-pixie" style="margin: 5px 0pt; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a id="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img id="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/pixie.png?x-id=7b3b6aeb-137e-43f4-ab1e-7ca0ca16caee" style="border: medium none ; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6211569398159318951-67714547056927331?l=mrlimkopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~4/LwwSFDpQXKg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MrLimKopi/~3/LwwSFDpQXKg/happy-mothers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lim Kopi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/33097038_d4186cdf5e_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrlimkopi.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

