This is a spoof of Wonder Girls’ Nobody by Mr Brown.
I dowan you to touch me baby You go toilet never wash hand right? When you wash your body, wash your hands too! When you wash your body, wash your hands too! You don’t want to get swine flu or someone pass to you You better wash your body your body your body H1N1 is confirm no fun Be careful where you go, US or Mexico If you have temperature that mean you got fever Don’t just take honey, this flu is not funny Maybe it’s time to wear a mask Maybe you have forgotten SARS! Whatever the weather, must bring thermometer Stick it in your armpit or down there!! When you wash your body, wash your hands too! When you wash your body, wash your hands too! Though the level is yellow, don’t be dirty fellow You better wash your body your body your body When you wash your body, wash your hands too! Must wash after poo poo or germs will stick to you Wash more than your body your body I know you use finger, don’t let the smell linger I know you dig gold, and wipe on some pole You scratch your backside, and think you can hide You play your below, take ice from my Milo Maybe it’s time to be hygiene, maybe you should be quarantined Don’t be a spreader, we stay clean together! We’ll pick the kutus from each other’s hair! When you wash your body, wash your hands too! When you wash your body, wash your hands too! If you think you’re infected don’t blur go Orchard Don’t pass to somebody somebody so mebody When you wash your body, wash your hands too! When you wash your body, wash your hands too! Must wash after pang jio; the Wonder Girls damn chio They dowan your body your body your body Back in the days when we only took a bath monthly now… Looking at you I feel, as sick Kim Jong III Your breath smell like kimchi, you see There’s no vaccine Eugene Go wash your body your body your body Wash your hands too!
There has long been a conspiracy in western societies to propagate to children that there is a Santa Claus. Address a letter to Santa Claus, North Pole, and you will get a reply from Santa himself. This will not happen anymore as one of the biggest party to this conspiracy, the US Postal Service, announced that it will be dropping the small Alaska town of North Pole from a popular national programme where volunteers respond to thousands of such letters. For the reason(s) behind this move and the full report, please go here.
Well sooner or later, these children will eventually find out that there is no Santa Claus no matter whether they have been naughty or nice.
Any one intelligent enough, or with a bit more of “santa searching” will eventually see the truth. Otherwise refer to the following inquiry report filed in January 1990.
1) No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified; and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not completely rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.
2) There are two billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn't appear to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the total, which is about 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that's 108 million homes. One presumes there is at least one good child in each home.
3) Thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, and assuming Santa travels east to west (which seems logical), he has 31 hours of Christmas to work with. This works out to 967.7 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 108 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about 0.78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc. This means that Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest manmade vehicle on earth, the Ulysses Space Probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second - a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.
4) The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that "flying reindeer" (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeers. This increases the payload - not even counting the weight of the sleigh - to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison - this is five times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth 2 (the cruise ship, not the Queen).
5) 353,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance. This will heat the reindeers up in the same fashion as spacecrafts re-entering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeers will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeers behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporised within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force.
In conclusion, if Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he's dead now.
The English did invent the English Language, but they cannot use it as effectively when communicating their intentions compared to Singaporeans. Ours is simple, short, concise, straight-to-the-point and effective.
WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS Britons: "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you."
Singaporeans: "No stock!"
RETURNING A CALL Britons: "Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone call for me a few moments ago?"
Singaporeans: "Hello, who call huh?"
ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY Britons: "Excuse me, I would like to get by. Would you please make way?"
Singaporeans: "S-kew me..."
WHEN SOMEONE OFFERS TO PAY Britons: "Hey! Put your wallet away, this drink is on me."
Singaporeans: "No need lah."
WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION Britons: "Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?"
Singaporeans: (pointing at the door) "Can or not?"
WHEN ENTERTAINING Britons: "Please make yourself right at home."
Singaporeans: "No need shy one lah!"
WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE Britons: "I don't recall you giving me the money."
Singaporeans: "Where got?"
WHEN DECIDING ON A PLAN OF ACTION Britons: "What do you propose we do now that the movie's sold out and all the restaurants are closed?"
Singaporeans: "So how?"
WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER Britons: "I would prefer not to do that, if you don't mind."
Singaporeans: "Don't want lah."
IN DISAGREEING ON A TOPIC OF DISCUSSION Britons: "Err...Tom, I have to stop you there. I understand where you're coming from, but I really have to disagree with what you said about the issue."
Singaporeans: "You mad ah?"
WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR VOICE Britons: "Excuse me, but could you please lower your voice? I'm trying to concentrate over here."
Singaporeans: "Shaddap lah!"
WHEN ASKING SOMEONE IF HE/SHE KNOWS YOU Britons: "Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at me for sometime. Do I know you?"
Singaporeans: "See what, see what?"
WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION Britons: "We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment."
Singaporeans: "Die lah!!"
WHEN TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD HAPPENED Britons: "Will someone tell me what has just happened?"
Singaporeans: "What happened ah? Why like that one lah?"
WHEN SOMEONE DID SOMETHING WRONG Britons: "This isn't the way to do it. Here, let me show you."
Singaporeans: "Like that also don't know how to do!"
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.
We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, two geese. So one moose, two meese? One index, two indices?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you comb through annals of history but not a single annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If vegetarians eat vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If you wrote a letter, perhaps you bote your tongue?
Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? How can overlook and oversee be opposite, while quite a few and quite a lot are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell the other day.
Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love? Have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or piccable? And where are all those people who ARE spring chickens or who would ACTUALLY hurt a fly?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.
English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which of course, isn't a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.
The above was circulated in an email to me in 2001.
What goes on inside the cockpit, most will not know. It is well secured.
Whenever a pilot wants to use the toilet, a senior flight attendant has to secure one, and then signal to the pilot to come out. Out he comes quickly and the cockpit door is immediately closed. In he goes inside the toilet swiftly and promptly, as if he has been holding for a long time, whilst the flight attendant stands guard outside his cubicle and the cockpit. When he is done, he swiftly and promptly goes back into the cockpit. Almost the same procedures apply when meals are served to the pilots in the cockpit.
Before it became a rule not to open the cockpit door to non-crew members, decades ago, and well before 911, there were instances when the pilots might invite a person or two to go inside the cockpit to have a look.
And here is a true, albeit funny, encounter by my friend’s sister; yes, two decades ago.
She was waiting for her flight at the airport and a pilot walked by. He made a pass at her and asked her whether she wanted to go to the cockpit. Whilst she was pleased she was also wary as she wondered why the pilot wanted her to go to the Cockpit Hotel.
Side note: The Cockpit Hotel, in Penang Road, was completed in 1972 but razed down in 2002 to make way for a commercial cum residential project.
Talking about air travel always reminds of this encounter by a former SIA stewardess (not the one in Perth now).
She was going about to clear the food trays. She asked the passenger, “Sir, are you finished?” The passenger responded, “No, I am British.”
Pilots have the lives of the crew and passengers in their hands literally. If they goofed up not only those on board are in danger, those in the vicinity of where the plane might hit or land are also in danger. As such, no sympathy for pilots whose licences are revoked because of safety violation.
Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me for the path is narrow. In fact, just piss off and leave me alone.
Sex is like air. It's not that important unless you aren't getting any.
No one is listening until you fart.
Always remember you're unique. Just like everyone else.
Never test the depth of the water with both feet.
If you think nobody cares whether you're alive or dead, try missing a couple of mortgage payments.
Before you criticise someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticise them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.
If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably well worth it.
Some days you are the bug; some days you are the windshield.
Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time.
Good judgment comes from bad experience ... and most of that comes from bad judgment.
There are two excellent theories for arguing with women. Neither one works.
Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.
Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.
Your sole purpose in life may be to simply serve as a warning to others.
People will accept your idea more readily, if you tell them some famous people said it first.
Sometimes the majority only means that all the fools are on the same side.
Learn from the mistakes of others. You can’t live long enough to make them all yourself.
Following the path of least resistance is what makes rivers and men crooked.
Never ask a barber if he thinks you need a haircut.
Life is 10% of what happens to you, and 90% of how you respond to it.
He who scratches his ass shouldn’t bite his fingernails.
People who live in glass houses should wear clothes.
You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don’t try.
Life is what happens to you when you’re making other plans.
Going to church does not make you a Christian anymore than going to McDonald’s makes you a hamburger.
If you tell the truth you don’t have to remember anything.
The best angle from which to approach any problem is the try-angle.
OK, why bring this up? One, because of the recent total eclipse of the sun thus remaining me of this song, and two, this was an extremely popular song by Bonnie Tyler’s in 1983, which was the same year Peppermint Park in Parkway Parade opened its doors.
Back then, I like to frequent Peppermint Park. Peppermint Park was one of the first, if not the very first,lounge/pub in Singapore to offer live band music and songs. All the bands they engaged were from the Philippines and they were very slick with their music and sung very well.
Sitting inside Peppermint Park made you think you were in a park as the ceiling was constructed to resemble that of a night sky filled with twinkling stars with accompanying sounds of crickets. The twinkling stars could be “switched off” and you could have lightning and thunder effects. Real cool at that time. I loved the place so much that when I couldn’t get friends to go along with me, I went alone!
I also liked the idea that they gave you the option for them to hold on to your credit card and pay for everything when you wanted to leave and not every time you ordered something. But I doubt I would do this now given the various ways one can skim the details off your credit cards.
Anyway, there was one night where four of us guys went there and “unfortunately” we sat right in front. One of the band members on stage asked why the four of us were there and my friend said he was just dumped by his girlfriend and everyone in the lounge went “aw….” So this popular song then was sung and dedicated to him. Though this song is a bit long, the music arrangement was well done. Managed to track down the original mv, which maybe a bit cryptic. Here it is:
After watching the original mv, you have to watch this spoof. It’s quite funny.
If you want the lyrics of this song, here they are:
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming around Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart
And I need you now tonight And I need you more than ever And if you'll only hold me tight We'll be holding on forever And we'll only be making it right Cause we'll never be wrong together We can take it to the end of the line Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks I really need you tonight Forever's gonna start tonight Forever's gonna start tonight
Once upon a time I was falling in love But now I'm only falling apart There's nothing I can do A total eclipse of the heart Once upon a time there was light in my life But now there's only love in the dark Nothing I can say A total eclipse of the heart
Turnaround bright eyes Turnaround bright eyes Turnaround, every now and then I know you'll never be the boy you always you wanted to be Turnaround, every now and then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am Turnaround, every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you Turnaround, every now and then I know there's nothing any better and there's nothing I just wouldn't do Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart
And I need you now tonight And I need you more than ever And if you'll only hold me tight We'll be holding on forever And we'll only be making it right Cause we'll never be wrong together We can take it to the end of the line Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks I really need you tonight Forever's gonna start tonight Forever's gonna start tonight
Once upon a time I was falling in love But now I'm only falling apart There's nothing I can do A total eclipse of the heart Once upon a time there was light in my life But now there's only love in the dark Nothing I can say A total eclipse of the heart
The Weakest Link, which started in UK in 2000 and is still ongoing, is an internationally popular quiz game show where nine contestants take turns answering a series of general knowledge questions. The object of each round is to answer a chain of consecutive correct answers to earn an increasing amount (£20, £50, £100, £200, £300, £450, £600, £800, £1,000) of pool money within a certain time limit. At the end of each round, one of the contestants will be voted out as the “weakest link” till two are left to fight for the final prize money.
Anne Robinson, the host of the UK series, had earned herself the title “Queen of Mean”, as she dishes out the most caustic remarks about the contestants lack of knowledge or intelligence.
Here are some of them:
Who has left his brain at home? Who forgot to wind up their brain this morning? Whose IQ is the same as his age? Who can get lost in a lift? Who can’t find a needle in a needle stack? Who should have spent their money on a brain implant? Whose silicon is sadly leaking into their head? Who has the brain of a brussels sprout? Who has problem counting his legs? Who makes a duck looked intelligent? Who has the intellect of a flea? Who is as thick as a club sandwich? Which of you was a plank of wood in a previous life? Who would get splinters if they scratched their head? Who’s got varicose brains? Whose brainstorm is merely a light shower? Who is as much use as a toothless vampire? Who has one eye missing and thinks they have double vision? Which of you goes to the opticians with a broken toe? Who’s the bottom among bodily parts? Who’s as quick as a tortoise on Prozac? Who’s had “idiot” written all over their face? Who has merely sipped from the Fountain of Knowledge? Who believes in bungee jumping without the rope? Who’s the dummy who should go home to Mummy? Who’s more Frankenstein than Einstein? Whose intelligence is their best kept secret? If brains were taxed, who would get a refund? Who has gone into hibernation? If ignorance is bliss – you here must be very happy. Don’t smile. You might confuse yourself. When God gave out brain cells, you must have been at the back of the queue
I have enjoyed watching the Hong Kong series (一筆OUT消), which was hosted by Carol Cheng in Cantonese, very much. As per franchise licensing agreement, besides wearing all black, she had to be as cold and sarcastic as Anne Robinson. But apparently such “mean behaviour” did not go well with the audience because of their Chinese culture of “giving face”. Subsequently, Carol Cheng was allowed to soften her approach towards the contestants and the series was well received.
Though I have also watched the Singapore series I cannot remember much of it, probably because it was a very short series, other than it was hosted by model & VJ Asha Gill.
You can catch The Weakest Link on BBC Entertainment on Starhub TV Channel 76 every weekday at 6.00 pm.