Sunday, March 21, 2010

"I'm going to the Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair"

"I'm going to the Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair"

Date: 17th April 2010
Time: 10am till 5pm
Venue: Front Foyer, Ground Floor, Berjaya Times Square, Kuala Lumpur.

Come one come all, come to THE GATSBY DEODORANT STREET FAIR,
Meet me at the Front Foyer, Ground Floor, Berjaya Times Square, KL,
Let's have fun,fun, never ending fun and all the fun and fair.
Remember, mark your calender on 17th April 2010,
Have venue and date, but no time, to be fair,
Give me the time,
Yes, yes, time is 10am till 5pm.Join the funfair.
Sumo Wrestling and gladiator battles I play,
And all exciting games I am going to win fair and square.

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Friday, March 12, 2010

Ghost Stories Part 2

This is another story that I heard when I was a young boy. Most ghost stories begin after mid-night. This is no exception.Eeeeeeeh........

One cold eerie night with the chilly wind blowing and the incessant howling of dogs was heard distinctly. (My hair stood on ends when I a small boy then, heard the beginning of the story with added special effects and dramatic actions provided by the many uncles and aunts).

The grandfather clock struck one, 'tong.' It was one o'clock in the morning. A taxi driver on the way home drove past a cemetery. A young beautiful lady completely in black with a baby in her arms, waved for the taxi to stop. The taxi driver asked for the destination and the fare was quoted and agreed upon. She entered the taxi with the baby in her arms. After travelling for about 4 miles, she asked to stop as she wanted to powder her nose. She passed her baby to the taxi driver to take charge as she ran towards the winding narrow path to do her business.

The cab driver waited and waited and the baby seemed to get heavier and heavier. It has been more than half an hour with no sign of the young lady. He called up but no reply. The tiny baby
felt stone-cold and heavy. He looked down at the still baby. To his horror the baby in his arms had into a tomb stone. Instinctively, he wanted to throw it down. But he wouldn't believe his eyes. He checked and checked to make sure the baby is still there. No, his eyes did not play tricks on him. He was not seeing things. It was real. The baby had turned into a tomb stone......