Suwandi

Category: Funny

  • Less Important Person

    Was passing “Jalan Ditutup. Perjalanan VIP”, and it hit my mind, damn, how can he say i am not an important person? How on earth can somebody tell somebody else that one body is more important, and the other are less?

    Yeah, I know I am not the president, but for one person to judge the level of importance of other person? How can you be more important (read: Very Important Person), while the guy beside you is probably an NTI (read: Not That Important), and the other guy is NIAA (Not Important At All).
    I dont know where I stand according to that guy.

    I against the classification of human being, for any reasons. It is a discrimination, a humiliation to LIP (Less Important Person), to all NTIs, and to all NIAAs.

    This whole VIP, and now VVIP stuffs is not fun, until google take me to WikiAnswers, and they refer VVIP to Very Very Important Part. :p

    Yeah, I agree with you for that “VVIP”, special care and attention is required and allowed.

  • Fire Fighting Doctor

    A true story.

    I just met a friend. Actually, i was in that noodle place with a friend. And then, meet another one, and another one (coincidentally), so there were four of us.

    The last guy, (call him J), told us a story, a funny story, which is not so funny on his side 😀
    He had his leg cramp and he mentioned how painful it was, but he thought that it will go away in a few days.

    After a few days, it’s not getting better, so he visited a doctor, a general practitioner. The doctor diagnosed and then gave him some sort of pain killer, a.k.a paracetamol. Once a day, said the doctor.

    He followed the instruction for a few days, but still ‘not getting better’, so the doctor suggested him to triple the dose to 3 times a day. AND, the doctor then gave him an antasid for his stomach, because the paracetamol will increase the acidity level. So after the 2nd visit, he must consume another drug for his stomach.

    So, he listened to the doctor (which is his neighbour).

    Later on, 2 weeks later, still not getting better. He mentioned to his doctor that it was very stressful.

    Again, the doctor, precribe him another drug: anti-depression for his mind!! Wakakaka.

    😀

    The doctor is so good at fire-fighting! :p

    Don’t know where I am, don’t know where I’ve been
    But I know where I want to go

    (Taken from ‘The First Day of My Life’)

  • The Bank Job

    This movie is probably one of the very best, I level “The Bank Job” alongside my other favorite: Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Both are very good movies. While the later one is not a true story, The Bank Job is. The movie is entertaining with funny english accent, although the plot is not as complicated as Lock Stock or Snatch (both directed by my favorite director slash writer: Guy Ritchie, forgive his ex-wife’s Swept Away).

    Kevin Swain: We’re not bank robbers.
    Terry Leather: Maybe that’s why we could get away with it.
    Dave Shilling: It’s a bit daunting, isn’t it?
    Terry Leather: You know what scares me more? Living and dying with nothing to show for it. You know how old Mozart was when he composed his first minuet?
    Dave Shilling: No.
    Terry Leather: Five. Five! A fucking minuet!
    Kevin Swain: And how would you know that fact, Terry?
    Terry Leather: Because it’s tattooed on that stripper’s arse, Kevin. What the fuck’s it matter how I know? It’s a fact and you’re missing the point, Kev. What I’m trying to say is, we stop fucking about and stop picking the shit from under our fingernails.

    Hahaha, 😀 “…tattooed on that stripper’s arse…”!
    If you like this movie, you might also love two titles I mentioned earlier, and Rock n Rolla, also The Italian Job. Enjoy!

  • Ladies First

    Just noticed during my flight, why is Indonesians use “Bapak, Ibu,…”, not “Ibu dan Bapak,…”, like in “Ladies and Gentlemen…”.

  • Final Foodtasy

    Haha, I am hungry and like to post about food 😀

    Just asked Ike: if she has only 1 more meal, and she can choose whatever she wants, as long as it is available in planet earth, what will she choose? 1 more meal, the final meal.

    Seconds later: “…nasi padang…”

    Wakakaka, laughed my self out. Nasi Padang! :)) I thought she will mention penne carbonara, or california roll, or mushroom la-mian, or lamb-chop, or smoked salmon with mint, but no no no… nasi padang.

    She asked me back. Wohoho, need some thinking, man.
    Few stuffs roamed around: roti prata, premium-well-done steak, MOS Burger, very-fine italian-pizza.

    I then said: “…lontong sayur…”.

    😮

    That’s what came out. Lontong Sayur. Huaaa, miss my hometown’s signature-breakfast!! *looks like we both are very kampong, not so international! doh.