Hi Zendra, Holy Smoke! She sure can give incik Michael Shumacher a good run seeing how she drove that van. Like a real pro. Good advertisement for that car too.
And yes, very often we too see or hear our matas2 in hot pursuit, sirens blasting away chasing after a stolen car or a crook, or a kid in a muscle car.
One time I was doing 120km on a h'way, three police cars passed me at more than 190km....made my Lincoln sway like a tongkang in a storm with their vacuum as they passed. And? They were after a SYT on a Harley. My time, police were in old Bedford vans, and even reaching 60mph took some time....ha ha. You have a nice day, Lee.
Hehehe, just like a scene out of a Keystone Kops, Charlie Chaplin's film, but it's more reminiscing of the ending of an episode of the Benny Hill Show :) Simply hilarious!!!
Thought all u makcik / pakmats romantics might be sad to learn of the passing of Erich Segal, the author of Love Story, the one that made famous the line:
‘Love means never having to say you’re sorry’.
Now they’re saying that that’s possibly the worst philosophical guides by which to conduct your life ever to have been offered. Whatever love means, saying sorry is a HUGH part of it. In fact if you have never asked your loved one to forgive you, then you have never loved at all. Segal’s oft-quoted aphorism seemed like the ultimate conscience free get-out clause. Hmmm food for thoughts huh? How many of us are guilty of using this line?
Sorry may be the hardest word, but it can also be the greatest – Amanda Craig.
I Want To Go Back To The Time When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING, Not PROMOTIONS. When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE, Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS. When DAD Was The Only HERO, Not DEPP Or TOM. When LOVE Was MOM’S HUG, Not The GIRL / BOY-FRIENDS’. When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth, Not Your DESIGNATION. When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS, Not Your MANAGER. When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES, Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks. When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS, Not The DYING HEARTS. And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW, Not For YEARS & YEARS.
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yaiks
Hi Zendra, Holy Smoke! She sure can give incik Michael Shumacher a good run seeing how she drove that van.
Like a real pro. Good advertisement for that car too.
And yes, very often we too see or hear our matas2 in hot pursuit, sirens blasting away chasing after a stolen car or a crook, or a kid in a muscle car.
One time I was doing 120km on a h'way, three police cars passed me at more than 190km....made my Lincoln sway like a tongkang in a storm with their vacuum as they passed. And? They were after a SYT on a Harley.
My time, police were in old Bedford vans, and even reaching 60mph took some time....ha ha.
You have a nice day, Lee.
Hehehe, just like a scene out of a Keystone Kops, Charlie Chaplin's film, but it's more reminiscing of the ending of an episode of the Benny Hill Show :) Simply hilarious!!!
LOL
Tommy
Sorry Zen, off topic;
Thought all u makcik / pakmats romantics might be sad to learn of the passing of Erich Segal, the author of Love Story, the one that made famous the line:
‘Love means never having to say you’re sorry’.
Now they’re saying that that’s possibly the worst philosophical guides by which to conduct your life ever to have been offered. Whatever love means, saying sorry is a HUGH part of it. In fact if you have never asked your loved one to forgive you, then you have never loved at all. Segal’s oft-quoted aphorism seemed like the ultimate conscience free get-out clause. Hmmm food for thoughts huh? How many of us are guilty of using this line?
Sorry may be the hardest word, but it can also be the greatest – Amanda Craig.
Love Story
‘sob, sob’
Tommy
Dear Lee, yes very nippy car, and the lady knew how to handle her - taking the police on a merry-go-round... hahaha!
Our local Kancils are somewhat over-powered too, often cheekily overtaking our Volvo on the expressways.
Hey Tommy, the lady wanted to surrender but took-off again when she saw the unrelenting police cars - she sure has guts hahaha
Erich Segal's no more? I'm sorry...
guys hi !,
I Want To Go Back To The Time
When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING,
Not PROMOTIONS.
When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE,
Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS.
When DAD Was The Only HERO,
Not DEPP Or TOM.
When LOVE Was MOM’S HUG,
Not The GIRL / BOY-FRIENDS’.
When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth,
Not Your DESIGNATION.
When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS,
Not Your MANAGER.
When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES,
Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks.
When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS,
Not The DYING HEARTS.
And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW,
Not For YEARS & YEARS.
UBAN hihihi am jumping from tree to tree.
Tok Uban, monkeying around like when innocence was natural - not fake
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