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Dan paling latest.. MyKAD akues Hilang

Tah mana aku cicirkan. Dah.. Semua Kerja dah jadi susah. Mana tak nya.. Nak amik duit.. kene pakai MyKad. Daftar Itu... daftar ini.. takkan nak jinjing surat repot kehulu kehilir...

:: RESPECT GILER ::

Masa aku pegi repord aku nye MyKAD ilang kat Balai Polis Alorstar, aku teruja dengan kesungguhan Pakcik pakcik POLIS DIRAJA MALAYSIA kita. Semua menjalankan tugas diorang dengan baik dan tiada masalah. Aku hairan.. pesepa ada yang kata.. POLIS B*Sta*d la F**k Polis la... .. aku rasa diorang cuma menjalankan tugas dan tanggungjawab diorang terhadap negara.

ISK.. SAlah ke BERTANGGUNGJAWAB ? Aku pon heran. Memang la... dalam satu2 organisasi, mesti lah ada yang baik.. yang buruk.. tapi.. Baiknya kan lebih banyak.? Cuba la PIKIR.. KALO KORANG JADI POLIS... (REZEKi yang dicari adalah melalui Profession KEPOLISAN) SUre nak besarkan anak2 dengan sempurna.. dan kalau boleh tanak ditanya DI AKHIRAT "KENAPA KAU TAK JALANKAN TUGAS KAU MASA JADI POLIS DULU " (Sambil singgah cemeti neraka kat belakang). Aku pon seriau..

Tapi... Cuba la buang tabiat "Typical MALAY " kita jadi bangsa yang disegani.

:: MERPEK APA NIE SHAM OIH!!! ::

B Y O B | MESMERISE | SOAD

Why do they always send the poor

Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals

Marching forward hypocritic and
Hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions

Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation

Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuck are you?

Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions

Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun

Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor

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