Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Next Stop!!

I found this poem in a blog called Futility Closet that Marc recently posted on.



The Busman's Lord's Prayer, allegedly recited by British bus drivers:

Our Farnham, who art in Hendon
Harrow be Thy name.
Thy Kingston come; thy Wimbledon,
In Erith as it is in Hendon.
Give us this day our daily Brent
And forgive us our Westminster
As we forgive those who Westminster against us.
And lead us not into Thames Ditton
But deliver us from Yeovil.
For Thine is the Kingston, the Purley and the Crawley,
For Esher and Esher.
Crouch End.

Haha...

Wiyoats
Sundar.

Saturday, August 04, 2007

Fatal Beating

Krishna introduced me to this series. They are really funny. Here is one of them.



Sundar
Wiyoats.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

New Earworm

Here is my latest earworm. It absolutely sucks. Its downright weird, and completely annoying.

She is crazy like a fool
What about it Daddy cool
She is crazy like a fool. What about it Daddy cool?
I'm crazy like a fool. What about it Daddy Cool?
Daddy Daddy Cool
Daddy Daddy Cool

Daddy Daddy Cool
Daddy Daddy Cool.
She is crazy like a fool. What about it Daddy cool?
Daddy Daddy Cool
Daddy Daddy Cool
. . .

She is crazy about her Daddy
Oh
she believes in him
She loves her Daddy

She is crazy like a fool. What about it Daddy cool?
Daddy Daddy Cool
Daddy Daddy Cool
. . .

I only listened to this old Boney M song a couple of times! Not fair.

Sundar.
Wiyoats.