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Name: Walaa Emam
From: Cairo,Egypt
About me: Faculty of Science, AinShams Univ.
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Monday, July 17, 2006
I can pretty much tell when a professional boxers fighting days are numbered. Those big crazy oafs. Here's what I look for: When he enters the ring, if he's wearing a sock puppet on one hand and an oven mitt on the other instead of his usual boxing gloves, well that's a pretty good sign that he's been punched in the head WAY too many times already. Apparently somethings been knocked loose in the old noggin. So, take my advice: Put ALL your money on his opponent... You know, there aren't many professions where you can get paid to actually pummel someones face for a living... although accounting comes to mind.

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posted by Veeeva at 7/17/2006 12:39:00 PM | Permalink |


3 Comments:


  • At 10:11 PM, Blogger Яαgιи Яαvєи

    Hmm.. after reading your post, I think I might have chosen the wrong career path. Unfortunately, I don't get to punch my clients in the face, so...err.. sucks eh?!

     
  • At 11:46 AM, Blogger Veeeva

    haha..so what do u do?

     
  • At 5:04 PM, Blogger Яαgιи Яαvєи

    I'm a banker. We come second to lawyers on the road to hell and eternal damnation... and believe me once you've had to deal with many clients you begin by forgetting their names, then they all begin sharing the same face. Eventually, the confusion makes them all look like clown faced punching bag... so.. now you know...

    don't tell a soup...err.. a soul

     
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