Saturday, April 08, 2006

I wonder why these few days what we write in the blog are entries against women. I guess, many of us must have had unhappy situations because of girls (and that is why there is Brokeback Moutain in the first place - *damm*). I was listen to some music from our groin groping Michael Jackson (of course to hit the high notes, notice his concerts next time). And, the lyrics in Billie Jean just caught my attention this time, I didn't even listen to the lyrics for the past few years...anyway, ah, its, ah, sooo, ah, good!

I think the law has unequal treatment towards females. Its like females get raped, but what about males? I mean, hey... girls can say they get rape even they are married because the spouse screwed her and she didn't want it. I mean, males can get raped too! *For guys only*: can you imagine having sex with a Amazon? No right? unless you got a fetish for them?! I'll never have it... And if one would force it on you... I would considered myself raped...wtf..

Check out the women's charter: makes it obligatory for a husband to maintain his wife and children during marriage and after divorce.

What if, what if...divorce was requested by the woman? Does the man recieve maintainence from the woman???? Madness isn't it? Bloody Maggots... Never mind..listen to Billie Jean...

Billie Jean - Micheal Jackson
She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice (Do think twice)

She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Remember...don't fool around..if you do fool around..please remember to wear condoms haha...if not the only party you are going to for the rest of your life is a sausage fest...

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