Pig + Cow + Bear= Threesome

Usually, i will try to justify my stupidity by using big words like "battling logic" or "pumping yourself up."



But i can't resist. Here and some tasteful pictures we took during our schooling time.

It always hurts the first time.

OH SHI-!! Damn, this isn't what it looks like! I'm probing them for anal lice!

I really miss the days when i would just waltz into Cheers in NYP, rearrange the toys into positions that would make the writer of the Karma Sutra proud, and walk away laughing and whistling.


That felt good, really. Now i can get down to business.

THINGS I HAVE TO DO DURING THE HOLIDAYS

1)Finish my submission for Mangaka
2)Draw. Alot.
3)Sign up for driving lessons (maybe)
4)Do something stupid (too easy)
5)Make a new blog template (gettin sick of the orange, i'm thinking purple or white. Ideas? :D )
6)Catch the biggest wave to ever hit Singapore Shores, "The Ripple".
7)Come to terms with my retardedness.
8)Embrace my retardedness.
9)Make a list 10 items long.

It's gonna be a busy holiday! I'm drawing everyday and i'm hoping to finish my character designs soon. I did 1 character design, it looks pretty cool. When i color it and post it i'll holla atcha boys.


Finally, last thing i have to do before i can go enjoy my Fish and Co. Lunch.

Cover of office copy of 8 Days





















Cover of Office Copy FHM













Can you see it? They're wearing the bloody same top! It's sad that MediaCorp reuses wardrobe clothes, in the same week no less! And i bet they didnt even wash the tops first!

In case you are wonderin', yes they had the same stylist genius by the name of Fong Fan do it. It's sad, because they are even wearing the same grey underwear/hot pants.


GOD, me and my boss were laughing so hard at them.

Can you imagine their reaction when they saw the other magazine?

"Damn, that bitch is wearing MY clothes!"




Peace Yo.

It's Goofy time

-IMPORTANT UPDATE-

Tomorrow after work, i am going to coronation plaza to print t-shirts for my co-workers as a farewell present. This is the design:



Much bigger of course, A4.

I won't mind in the least helping you guys (my classmates, or anyone else who is interested) in printing one. For a small price of $15 (if it's cheaper i will reimburse you the extra)

So tell me if ya interested, by latest 530 tomorrow!

Cheers.


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Remember how i promised i would post more if my dad didnt go "Goofy Time" on me?


He did.

Well sorry to disappoint.

But i had totally hit a low point in my life.

I mean, i saw no point in carrying on. Life was bleak.

And THEN!


I saw one of 'em motivational posters.

It gave me hope.




NOPE, WRONG POSTER SORRY.






Yessss..... YES YES I CAN FLYYY DAMMIT!!!



I made that poster, and you can too!

Go to this site and start inspiring!!!

Someday, you may cause a kid on life support to un-plug his IV tubes.

O_O

...Murderer....

Kuanyi is here to pump you up

Do you know the reason behind my limitless strength and infinite vigour? I SHALL TELL CHIU EVERYTHING. Like in that movie... what was it called... confessions of a a... something..... yeah.



(Picture editing by me ;)

THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO GET PUMPED UP!!!

Can you feel it...? That sensation in your pants chest? Can you feel your heart rate increasing? Do you feel the unrestricted urge to hunt for penguin flesh??

THATS RIGHT!!! THAT'S MY SECRET!! ADRENALINE!!! Oh my god, in the wrong hands it could keep a single person on a masturbating spree for days on end.

Not that i've tried it. That's how the saying goes.

PUMPIN' UP YO! Now that you've discovered that you too can get pumped up, don't you feel empowered? enraged? douche?

I can help you with that. Here are more pics to PUMP YOSELF UP.




If you suddenly feel like you have the strength of a bear who has the strength of two bears, you are not alone! This pic makes me wanna ruthlessly perform pelvic thrusts into walls!




CLASSIC pump up picture. Channel your hatred towards all things squiddy.

Will continue tomorrow because its time to head home. in the meantime, control your new pumped up powers. Use it wisely MOARR!!!!!


Wait... confessions of a teenage drama queen? OH GOD FUCK no not like that!!!

Miasmic.

You know, i have so much to share. I have, in my not immediate possession, over 20 very hilarious photos. Like losers in gundam suits, or a girl saying "HAY GUYS WHATS GOING ON".

But all those pictures are at home, not here.

So what's a boy like me to do, with all these feelings that i want to express, but can't?

Why, i bottle them up inside for 3 hours, and turn emo. Replace the emptiness with hatred.

Let's KICK THIS PIG.

I can hear your voice from beyond the depths
But it is just your voice, i can't feel you.
Your icy breathe lingers on my neck.
The hollow void... that is my heart.
I will travel to where you are
I shall journey, across the borders of the earthbound
To the deepest abyss for you.
My soul screams for you.
So i destroy this fabricated lie that is my body.
I discard my ties to the physical world
and transcend to the metaphysical.
Goodbye, Mom, Dad.
I'm alone.
I'm cold.

Will post more when i get home.

That is if, this doesnt happen.

The waaay overdue Birthday Post

So many surprise parties, so many false surprised expressions!

I mean, come ON.

Who the HELL lets the birthday boy see the cake before they throw him a "surprise" party?

Not complaining tho :P

Anyway so after Colin (boss) took me and Shi Hui out for a subway lunch (whee) we came back and then they threw a party for me! It was really touching, i think i wept a single tear. There were cakes n snacks n everything.




Don't i look like the happiest guy ever?


And then they ruined everything by printing out a picture a gay insisted on taking with me ='(




The words on the paper say "We couldn't find a babe hot enough for you, so we didn't. Happy Birthday to Intern of the Year, Twang Kuanyi. From all of us."

They think calling me "Intern of the Year" will grant them free passage to go and print pictures of me and gays! And even use photoshop filters on it! Where is the Intern Union? I need to complain ='(

I'll write about my outing with ma buddies for dinner when seetho sends me the pictures. Till then, i still have cake leftover *greedy eyes*

Faggin' up da streets

If i had a game named after me, that would be the title.

OKAY WAIT HOLD IT. I read in the straits times lifestyle section last sunday that bloggers are all self-centered.

Whoever wrote it is writing in a publick (who wants a taste) newspaper.

And she doesn't want her opinion heard, no siree.

Which definitely means that shes not self-centered, no sir!

And it's a good thing she's not, cos it'll make her a stinky hypocrite.

Well i'm here to prove her wrong! I'm not all that i care about! Even though i am awesome, sweet, and super cool.

AW NO STOP IT KUANYI! CONTrOL THE URGES! YOU'RE DOING THIS FOR ATTENTION 'COS YOUR MOM DIDN'T HUG YOU ENOUGH AS A CHILD!


Ok. Let's talk about other people.

Terence.

What a fag he is!

I mean seriously.

I'm not saying he's a pedo, but i mean the guy is 19 and he makes websites titled "bookieshelves" with pictures of little girls.

Hes a horrible fuck excuse for a human being.

[obligatory compliment]But overall he's a nice guy. [/obligatory compliment]

That'll teach ya to tell me to go to hell in your blog!

...wait...

OH MY GOD! THE BITCH WAS RIGHT!

I MADE THIS ALL ABOUT ME AGAIN!

WHY? WHY AM I SO FIXATED ON ME??

It's a disease i tell you.

I should be locked up and kept away from the general publick (no, seriously, who wants a taste)




But do you think i deserve a bit of self indulgence on the day before my bday? :P