Crazy Blogger - Self entertaining Morning

Officially - I've gone crazy blogging. Only slept for two hours and got woken up by the cold morning. Went down to pack breakfast for myself and the two piggy neighbours. One simply refused to wake up for 8am class. The other, slept at don't know what time the previous night (morning), whom had supper at 4am and BOJIO me!

Alright, just done with the oily breakfast...gonna wait for my milo to cool down a bit and maybe wait for jL to come back from bringing her siblings to school. Yes! She's driving back! Haha~ She must be damn excited right now...driving around.

Time for some lame stuffs again? I guess so... enjoy peepz~

Harry did like he always does, kissing his wife, crawling into bed and falling to sleep. All of a sudden, he wakes up with an elderly man dressed in a coat standing in front of his bed."What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?......and who are you?" he asked."This is not your bedroom," the man replied, "I am St. Peter, and you are in heaven.""WHAT!?? Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to die.....I'm too young." said Harry. "If I'm dead, I want you to send me back immediately." "It's not that easy", said St.Peter, "you can only return as a dog or a hen. You can choose on your own..." Harry thought about it for a while, and figured out that being a dog is too tiring, but a hen probably has a nice and relaxed life. Running around with a rooster can't be that bad."I want to return as a hen." Harry replied. And in the next second, he found himself in a chicken run, really nicely feathered. But man, now "he" felt like the rear end was gonna blow........then along came the rooster. "Hey, you must be the new hen on the farm." he said. "How does it feel?""Well, it's OK I guess, but it feels like my rear end is blowing up." "Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only the ovulation going on. Have you never laid an egg before??" "No, how do I do that?" Harry asked. "Cluck twice, and then you push all you can." Harry clucked twice, and pushed more than he was good for, and then 'Plop' and an egg was on the ground."Wow" Harry said "that felt really good!" So he clucked again and squeezed. And you better believe that there was yet another egg on the ground. The third time he clucked, he heard his wife shout: "Harry, for Gods sake wake up, you're shitting all over the bed!"

My throat is killing me...not sore but painful...arg~ What's wrong manz...

p/s: Btw wilz, must clarify in your blog leh, later ppl misunderstood about me =P