C152 Production
Friday, 30 November 2007
Wednesday, 28 November 2007
Sunday, 25 November 2007
Pictures from Nick's Chalet
Not pro at mahjong? Screw the game with building blocks!
Friday, 23 November 2007
Thursday, 22 November 2007
Tuesday, 20 November 2007
Jam It In - C152 Style
O2Jam Story
Time to Tell Me a Story.
It was a Rainy Morning of Friday,
A Beautiful Day in the Future World,
Like White Christmas in June,
But too bad it’s April.
Under the Cerulean Sky,
You are Driving in your Lazy Bee,
Your beloved Blue Car,
With a Girl sitting next to you.
A Friend? A Girl Friend, maybe.
Nonetheless, a Victim.
You’re on Ecstasy.
Your Tolerance is low, your Desire is high.
In a split-second Gaussian Blur,
You Duel with her,
Resulting in A Shout,
And suddenly you both Get Drunk.
You say, ‘Don’t Say Anything.’
‘I Need Your Love, come Closer.’
‘For this One Love,
I’m going to make it With U.’
With hands of High Energy,
You both Take Off your clothes.
You pinched her CherryPop,
While saying ‘We’re going to have a Party Tonight.’
‘I’ve been Missing U,’ you said.
‘I want to make Crazy Love, To You.
I’ve been Waiting For Love,
And only You Was Born To Be Loved.’
You showed her your Instrument.
‘Check It Out!’ you said. ‘Take It! Make It Rock!’
She Turn It Upside Down,
And performed Phase 1 on your V3.
It felt like A Trip To Heaven.
‘Yeah… Like This…’ you squealed.
You Sweel You’re Head,
Ever so relishing your Puberty.
You withdraw your Canon,
While Aiming it High,
You shouted ‘For Elise!’
And Trust it into your Natal Angel.
She started to Rock ‘N Roll,
Then she went Up N Down.
Both of you went ‘Bang Bang Bang!’
You started to Feel So Good.
You shouted ‘Bounce With Me!’
And you both went Bouncing.
It felt like an Earth Quake,
Under the stormy Tempest.
Finally Night Falls,
And at the Eleventh Hour,
Your Volcano erupts Out Of Control,
Releasing a Quantum of Poison.
‘Can You Feel it?’ you asked.
She let out a Cold Scream.
Then she started showing the Red Sign,
And tried to Escape.
‘No!’ you shrieked. ‘Please Don’t Go!’
‘Until You Come Back, Come Back To Me!’
‘Please… Just 1 More…’ you added.
‘Go Hell!’ she screamed.
But at last, against Time Crisis,
Your beautiful Bride In Dream,
Finally produced Milk Chocolate.
Oh… the feeling of her Love Drive.
Your Destination was reached.
You Separated your Union.
That was when your Magpie Fly.
It felt like Electro Fantasy, this Fiesta.
This is one of many wonderful Christmas Memories.
‘Call Me Again,’ you said. ‘I'll Still Remember You.’
‘You’ll be Bach Alive, right? My Blade will be Reloaded,
So Don’t Tell Mama, okay?’
Monday, 19 November 2007
Quotes.. FROM NICK!
Moskau by Dschinghis Khan
Play it. Read on. My version. Originallity goes to Buffalax. Edits and extra verses by me. Enjoy.
Mosque cow
Enter the Hymen Store
Two men are scorched and burned
Kite me a sign
Mosque cow
Don't worry Bill is dead
There lies the toy opened
Indians are high
They're sucking dick
Hey, they let you play, son
If they show up, up, time to be served
Somebody, hey, hey, lay out this label
'Cause I am going through the hay to your home
Mosque cow mosque cow
Billy is a handyman
Porcelain is the surest plan
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Dinah Steeler is too loose
Castro, it's the time to lose
Ahahahaha, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Please respect the caviar
Rangers end up pissed in tar
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Come and dance and love the fish
Mister Disco summoned it
Ahahahaha
Mosque cow
Go tooth the young and hide
Speak and lick tongue in tights
Don't pee in school
Mosque cow
Go lie and shit in bed
There lies the eel and hen
Cast me in glue
They're sucking dick
Hey, they let you play, son
If they show up, up, time to be served
Somebody, hey, hey, lay out this label
'Cause I am going, Midget Hey, Midget Ho
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Billy is a handyman
Porcelain is the surest plan
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Dinah Steeler is too loose
Castro, it's the time to lose
Ahahahaha, hey
Mosque cow
Lalalalalalala
Lalalalalalala
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow
Lalalalalalala
Lalalalalalala
Ahahahaha
Ho
Ho ho ho ho
Ho ho ho ho
Ho ho ho
Mosque cow mosque cow
Mosque cow mosque cow
Don't you think I'm cool in tights
'Cause it's made of yarn and hide
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Page is in the naga's lair
Doctor Keller is not fair
Ahahahaha
Mosque cow
Mosque cow
They're sucking dick
Hey, they let you play, son
If they show up, up, time to be served
Somebody, hey, hey, lay out the label
'Cause I am going through the hay to your home
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Billy is a handyman
Porcelain is the surest plan
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Dinah Steeler is too loose
Castro, it's the time to lose
Ahahahaha, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Please respect the caviar
Rangers end up pissed in tar
Ohohohoho, hey
Mosque cow mosque cow
Come and dance and love the fish
Mister Disco summoned it
Ahahahaha, hey
Saturday, 17 November 2007
Friday, 16 November 2007
Wednesday, 14 November 2007
Monday, 12 November 2007
Friday, 9 November 2007
Pikachu Live~
Thursday, 8 November 2007
A small moment of laughter for you
Well, I'm acutally quite bored and well, tired. I'm sure all of us are ba. And we need a DAY fully for break or else we will be the ones breaking down. So, I decided to post these pictures (hope no one is offended or anything) that I've found. Hang in there guys!
THREE K.
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
Tuesday, 6 November 2007
As Dated.
Saturday, 3 November 2007
IGAY? No! It's...
Please wait until it finishes loading before listening you (to)* it. ^^V
Thanks to maddie again!!
*Hah! i have taken the liberty to edit this one BEFORE SAM! TAKE THAT BIATCH. >=D
Friday, 2 November 2007
XXX *Baby* Song
I'll cum on the candy
It's such a dirty sight
It makes the shit taste manly
But my bruddder hurts all night
I'll cum on some ingredients
But cum the rest for me
I'm always disobedient
I'm sexy, can't you see?
It's a piece of cake to fuck a pretty maid
If the way is hazy,
You gotta do the fucking by the boobs
You know you can't be hasty
Never use a spermless recipe,
The girl will end up crazy
If you do the fucking by the boobs,
Then you'll have a baby
We gotta have it made,
You know that I love babies
Finally, it's time to make a baby
Making babies is like science,
With dicks that blend and baste
And every fun appliance
Gives the girl a different taste
It's a piece of cake to fuck a pretty maid
If the way is hazy,
You gotta do the fucking by the boobs
You know you can't be hasty
Never use a spermless recipe,
The girl will end up crazy
If you do the fucking by the boobs,
Then you'll have a baby
We gotta have it made,
You know that I love babies
Finally, it's time to make a'
You gotta do the fucking by the boobs!'
Baby!
As Dated.
(1) I know, I know. People who talk like that get dissed in whatever that rapper-name-is 's songs. I don't care, because I don't like him either.