blast from the past:the ketchup song

Mira lo que se avecina a la vuelta de la esquina
viene Diego rumbeando
con la luna en las pupilas
y su traje agua marina
va después de contrabando
Y donde mas no cabe un alma
Y se mete a darse caña
Poseído por el ritmo ragatanga
y el dj que lo conoce toca el himno de las 12
para Diego la canción más deseada
y la baila!!!
y la goza!!
y la cantaaaaaaaa!!!
(3 veces)
aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu jerebe
semi noba majabi
ande bugui ande güidibidi


no es cosa de brujería
que lo encuentre to los días
por donde voy caminando
Diego tiene chulería y ese punto de alegría
raftafari-afrogitano
Y donde mas no cabe un alma
Y se mete a darse caña
Poseído por el ritmo ragatanga
y el dj que lo conoce toca el himno de las 12
para Diego la canción más deseada
y la baila!!!
y la goza!!
y la cantaaaaaaaa!!!
(3 veces)
aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu jerebe
semi noba majabi
ande bugui ande güidibidi

(pausa por musica)

(8 veces)
aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu jerebe
semi noba majabi
ande bugui ande güidibidi 

blast from the past: a dios le pido

the dancing baby, the parakeet and an octopus

the final showdown:

An octopus picks Spain to win the world cup while a parakeet name Mani picks Holland....

Stay tune!!!....

and meanwhile, the samba dancing baby...

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the ice-cream incident: the million dolar question

I was heading to this bakery after having my lunch at this row of foodcourts at Gajah Berang,
I was inside the bakery, picking my choices of bread and scones and all and head to the counter for payment like any normal customer when a sudden question took me by surprise and literally speechless.


Me: Eh aunty do you still sell the ice-cream


Aunty behind the counter: Yeah we still selling. Are you eating in or are you packing?


Me: Oh ..just pack aunty.....vanilla flavour ar aunty.


Aunty behind the counter: *starts punching in numbers at the cash register* ...after it is done, she proceeds by filling the ice-cream cone with vanilla ice-cream.... 


Gets back to the counter and before she passed me the ice-cream, she proceeds with the million dollar question:


Aunty: Eh boy!!???! You not scare get fat ar eating that???


Me: *________________________________*


*continue smiling at the aunty while still not being able to give her an answer*..gets the ice-cream and plastic bag full of buns and all, hands her the cash and quickly finds exit.


laughing after exiting the bakery....still speechless......

Russell Peters and the worldcup