Sunday, May 31, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Gay fish
(Uh. Come on.)
I’ve been so lonely, girl
I’ve been so sad and down
Couldn’t understand
Why haters joked around
I wanted to be free
with other creatures like me
And now I got my wish
‘Cuz I know that I’m a gay fish
(Gay fish, yo)
Mother fuckin’ gay fish (I’m a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (it’s alright, girl)
Makin’ love to other gay fish
All those lonely nights
At the grocery store
In the frozen fish aisle
Feeling like a whore
‘Cuz I wasn’t being true
Even though everyone said
That I had to make a switch (gay fish)
Now I know that I’m a gay fish
(Gay fish, yo)
Mother fuckin’ gay fish (I’m a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish
[Updated: The extended version continues here]
I used to be scared, denying who I was
Actin’ straight, but then goin’ out to the gay fish clubs
Dancin’ with the marlins, makin’ out with all the snappers
I’d take a salmon home and work that caudal fin for hours
But now I’m out and I’m free to love what I want
Be it yellowfin or bass or that trout in Vermont
I slap that marlin ass, make that grouper butt shake
I’ll come to your house and have an orgy in your mother fucking fish tank
Mother fuckin’ gay fish (I’m a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish
I really get around
I’m a slut of the sea
When I say I got crabs
I mean it literally
I was eating dinner
And just had to go down
On that mackerel on the dish
‘Cus I’m the gayest of the gay fish
Mother fuckin’ gay fish (I’m a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
But I got to settle down
I can’t be a whore
I ain’t gonna just sleep
With any fish no more
Found me a lover
A brother who’s a cross-dressing pike named Trish
And together we are gay fish
Mother fuckin’ gay fish (I’m a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish
surprise suprise, it's actually a nice song and have been non stop on my itunes
Friday, May 15, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
One issue in Singapore is close to my heart. Why are the elderly working when they are past 60s? Is it a sign of good quality living or incapable governance? Well, the thought simply struck me when I was eating my unagi rice set at yoshinoya. The cleaners were all elderly and one particular woman had a hunch back. The sight of her cleaning tables and clearing trays was a sad one. It made me reflect how We, as the future of Singapore, should change all this.
Do we really need our folks at home to come out to society and work when they are past their retirement age? Although medical studies have shown that working can keep the mind active and increase life expectancy, not everyone is a lee kuan yew (also one of the reason why i respect him a lot) !
We, as next generation Singaporeans, should create a welfare system capable of providing allowance for elderly as they already contributed so much to society. It's our way of giving back.
Why must our oldies be working their ass off at Macs, receiving low wages while the old English ladies are sipping on to their afternoon tea?