Thursday 30 January 2014
Wednesday 29 January 2014
Thursday 23 January 2014
Wednesday 22 January 2014
Saturday 18 January 2014
Wednesday 15 January 2014
Tuesday 14 January 2014
Man rents girlfriend for holiday... And gets her pregnant !
A 38 years old man was considered as a “leftover man”, means a man who is getting old but remains single, in his family? As a result, his parents have been urging him to get married. Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, this man proceeded to lie to his parents saying he found a girlfriend at work, and would bring her back for the Spring Festival holiday for his parents to see.
before Spring Festival, in order to satisfy his parents, he had no choice but to post a “will pay generously to rent a girlfriend to go home for Chinese New Year” Online. After seeing the post, a girl studying in university applied for the job.
While at the man’s home over the holiday period, the two of them slept in one bedroom. Unable to control their attraction to each other, they soon had sex. A few days later, the girl got her payment, and the man also left returning to his job, the two of them going their separate ways. A few months later, the girl however discovered that she was pregnant, and without a choice, she had an abortion. Despite contacting him multiple times, the man expressed refusal to bear the costs of the abortion. In the next Spring Festival holiday, upon learning that the man had returned home, the girl found him, but his attitude remained unchanged.
With no choice, the girl went to the a judicial bureau legal aid centre for help. After the staff of the centre understood the situation, they immediately accepted the case, and informed the man that her pregnancy and abortion were caused by both of their actions, and to let the girl face the consequences alone would clearly be very unfair, which meant that the man was also responsible. In the end, the two reached an agreement on the spot: the girl would bear half the responsibility by paying 3,000 Yuan in compensation.
Joke
One day my friend and her little sister were in a restaurant eating. The little sister suddenly raised her head and with a puzzled face asked, “Sister, what does ML mean ?” My friend looked at her with shock, her little sister was only 11 years old, just 11 years old…! What does ML mean ? My friend struggled for a while and then decided to tell her the truth, and with embarrassment said: “It means ‘make love’.” Her little sister then pointed at the drink box and asked: “Then what does 250 ML mean?” My friend immediately suffered an internal injury...hehe
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Monday 13 January 2014
Sunday 12 January 2014
Belle - Notre Dame De Paris ( With English subtitles )
"Notre Dame de Paris" is a French-Canadian musical which debuted on 16 September 1998 in Paris. It is based upon the great novel "Notre Dame de Paris" by the French big novelist "Victor Hugo". The music was composed by "Riccardo Cocciante" (also known as Richard Cocciante) and the lyrics are by "Luc Plamondon".
Since its debut, it has played throughout France, South Korea, Belgium, Switzerland and Canada. A shorter version in English was performed in 2000 in Las Vegas, Nevada (USA) and a full-length London production, also in English, ran for seventeen months. Popular songs from the show, such as "Belle" and "Le temps des cathédrales" have also been translated into Belarusian, Catalan, Czech, German, Lithuanian, Polish, Russian and English.
Reasons my son is crying
I wouldn't let him drink bath water.
He is out of pretzel sticks.
Mummy isn's here when he woke up. This is the 80th consecutive Tuesday morning she hasn't been here when he woke up. (Also, the milk is in the wrong cup.)
I played the wrong Jungle Book clip on YouTube.
I asked him to thank his brother for sharing Buzz Light Year.
He asked me to put butter on his rice. I put butter on his rice.
He is in a giraffe costume.
He dumped a full cup of water on his own face.
He is bad at eating yoghurt.
I broke this cheese in half.
The milk was in the wrong cup.
I wouldn't let him eat Buzz Light Year's head.
We suggested that he plays with a train.
He threw his dinner plate on the ground. He now wants to eat dinner.
We asked him to stop hitting his brother with a plastic wand.
His brother pretended to sing for one second.
I didn't show him pictures on my phone quickly enough - and yes, they were pictures of him crying.
The slide is not slippery enough.
It took me longer than 0 seconds to take his shirt off.
I turned the volume of The Hokey Pokey down... from "ear-splittingly loud" to only "mind-numbingly loud".
I gave him a cup of water.
I have no idea why my son is crying.
I told him that forcefully cramming his toys into his brother's face is not the same as "Sharing."
Grandma wouldn't let him spill his ice water all over her and the table.
I wouldn't let him eat the candy he found on the diner floor.
The milk isn't juice.
I asked that he doesn't wipe his muddy shoes off on my car seats.
I closed the refrigerator door.
The car seat. Always the car seat.
We helped him put on the boots he loves to wear.
I wouldn't let him drown in the pond.
His brother's boots don't fit.
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