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Thursday, November 04, 2004

a dig into the archives.

ooh, not too long ago... in bakarland, a group of boys represented an extraordinary bunch of cool mofos. unlike any other boys, they loved their girls, their soccer and their berk.. they were ooh so unique (insert sarcastic riiitee here) and so they thrived under the village sun.. they played and played.. eventually some merajuk, someone got bingit-lempar-basikal-biru and someone was always on-the-verge-of-kena-rembat and well, some ('mr-aku-tak-pernah-merajuk!') just found fun in making others merajuk. but whatever it was they still remained as tight as britney spears pants.
unfortunately, like most legends, - think kurt kobain, elvis, 2pac - they went before their time. the genocide of the boys were executed by the VS dikir barat crew and few years on.. all we can say is 'never again. never again young man. will boys play fifa 2003 until gaduh.' and they had a thing with taking photos in fours. beats me.


4 bobbing heads in a couch. impossible is nothing lah.


alamak cute nyer awal, cam jepun ah. hahah. can borrow your face? i never bring swimming trunks lah.


ahh. cam take that ah kita. hahah. weeweeet.

p.s. 1... 2... 3... Lame!


Sufian at 3:28 PM
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