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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-9109798996659268336</id><published>2011-03-12T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:56:16.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "There's a Way to It."</title><content type='html'>Quoting someone, "you cannot touch the root through the branch. You cannot try to change your attitude to people and through that attain spirituality, you need to attain spirituality and then feeling everyone inside you will become natural to you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-9109798996659268336?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/9109798996659268336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=9109798996659268336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/9109798996659268336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/9109798996659268336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-says-theres-way-to-it.html' title='Fun says, &quot;There&apos;s a Way to It.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2141307193461472996</id><published>2010-09-20T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:05:09.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - I Wonder Why,"</title><content type='html'>(Abang the Brother and Cinta the Clueless Lover are dating...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Do you mind if I pick my nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: No, go ahead and pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: *Pick* *pick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Do you mind if I drink soup with my nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Do whatever you like. I am enjoying every moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: *Drink* *drink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Can I suck my toe? I have this weird habit since I was a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Sure. Go ahead and suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The next day...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Suram, why is Abang acting all weird, picking his nose, drinking soup with his nose and sucking his toe in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: I have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Jangka, why is Abang acting all weird, picking his nose, drinking soup with his nose and sucking his toe in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor:  I predicted that someone is encouraging his weird behaviour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Gaa!!! It's the end of the world! Run! Run! Run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2141307193461472996?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2141307193461472996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2141307193461472996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2141307193461472996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2141307193461472996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2010/09/fun-says-my-comic-i-wonder-why.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - I Wonder Why,&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5213459077998234405</id><published>2010-09-19T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T14:20:54.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Give Me Solution."</title><content type='html'>Gila the Crackpot: Oh gosh! I am stressed! I can't take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Oh, here, try this, this is a good solution for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Gaa! The pain is excruciating! I'll think about using that, Suram. Thanks. Argh! I am very stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The next day...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: *Sobz* my boyfriend ditched me. I can't live without him! *Wailing like banshee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Oh, have you talked to him regarding your issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: I'll think about whether to talk to him or not. *Wailing like banshee* He doesn't love me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The 3rd day...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: I've been sick for many days. This is killing me. I need cure! Give me CURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Here's the medicine for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Oh, that looks good. But I will need to think about it. Oh SAVE ME! I am in pain! The sickness is excruciating! Gaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Finally, Suram the Goth can take no more and strangled everyone to their gruesome death...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5213459077998234405?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5213459077998234405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5213459077998234405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5213459077998234405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5213459077998234405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2010/09/fun-says-give-me-solution.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Give Me Solution.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2085234125639272644</id><published>2010-09-03T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:30:55.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AVOFT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shop'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "AVOFT Shop is Now Open! Come shop for the Best Natural Personal Care Products!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good news, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.avoft.com/"&gt;AVOFT Shop&lt;/a&gt; is open now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit our shop to discover Another Version of Familiar Truth on natural personal care. Specialized in natural health and beauty products, AVOFT Shop brings to you high quality products that will show you the true colours of natural products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Come visit us now at &lt;a href="http://shop.avoft.com/"&gt;http://shop.avoft.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2085234125639272644?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2085234125639272644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2085234125639272644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2085234125639272644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2085234125639272644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2010/09/fun-says-avoft-shop-is-now-open-come.html' title='Fun says, &quot;AVOFT Shop is Now Open! Come shop for the Best Natural Personal Care Products!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3837722469787647379</id><published>2010-06-16T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:26:22.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Think!"</title><content type='html'>The other day, a person commented on my friend's post. My friend has been posting out her ideas on how people can improve their relationships by following some simple rules. The person commented that when you need rules to make a relationship work, its not a relationship born out of love anymore, its a need rather than a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied that life is filled with rules, even gravity is a rule we need to follow and ignoring it could be deadly. Rules, when used appropriately, can enhance things significantly. And I believe that is my friend's objective - to inspire people to play by the right rules to make things better for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the logic clear here? If no one follows traffic rules, a lot of people will die from accidents. Yet the person cleverly argued back, "Ever heard of rules are meant to be broken?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, anger seized me, for how can a thinking people say such a thing? I angrily replied that the statement "rules are meant to be broken" is precisely the reason the world is so chaotic. And I asked the person to consider the idea of breaking the law of gravity by jumping of the Petronas Twin Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, a very clever reply from him. He said that there are parachutes and bungee ropes. At this point, he was making personal attacks on me and I decided to bail the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His final reply is a very clever one because he AGREED with me that rules must be followed. The law of gravity holds, therefore he must apply other laws to keep his poor life. I wonder what will happen if nature suddenly decides that the rule of air resistance should be broken while he is parachuting...since he believe rules are meant to be broken...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3837722469787647379?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3837722469787647379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3837722469787647379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3837722469787647379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3837722469787647379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun-says-think.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Think!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-1809668693244287965</id><published>2010-06-03T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T21:43:23.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cure'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Lo, is that a magical cure?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Over the years, I've received quite a lot of emails claiming certain food or herb or medicine to be the magical cure that can miraculously cure many different sort of illnesses at one go. They make all sorts of claims and give seemingly convincing stories about how some people were healed and saved by these cures. The whole thing does really seem convincing until you approach the thing from a scientific perspective. Then, you will see that the claims and stories are filled with various loopholes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saying that a person ate a certain thing everyday and get cured doesn't establish a fact of the thing is effective for curing that illness. Even if several people got well from that same thing, scientific methods are still required to rule out placebo effects. And at times, you will find that the figures given in the claims aren't correct. This gives you enough reason to suspect the accuracy and authenticity of the claims.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If all these claims aren't backed by science, why are people making such claims like they are scientifically supported? The are two reasons behind this. One reason is profit. Certain parties are making profit by selling those food, herb or medicine. They want to make people buy more believing they are buying something good. So, they twist the truth or tell half-truths to make people buy their products.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other reason is that these people have fallen into the trap of zealotry. A nutritionist or doctor may have recommended something as a cure for a certain problem to a person. This person took the cure and got well. He introduced this to another person slightly exaggerating the benefits of the cure. This second person introduce to a third, adding his own benefits. The third will then say, "you don't need any other medicine. This will cure all your problems." And so it became a magical cure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not saying that all the claims in those emails are false. Some may be true. However, what worries me is that there is false information being passed around like facts. Next time when you want to forward your emails hoping to spread knowledge, you might want to pause for a few minutes and verify the claims before sending out to your friends. Or else, you may be spreading ignorance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-1809668693244287965?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1809668693244287965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=1809668693244287965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/1809668693244287965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/1809668693244287965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun-says-lo-is-that-magical-cure.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Lo, is that a magical cure?&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3272542773425383073</id><published>2010-06-02T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T17:52:15.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practicality'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "A question on practicality."</title><content type='html'>Have you ever met with girls who expect men to pay for everything when they are out together? That's not the worst of them. They justify their actions by saying, "Hey, I'm picking a husband here. I want to be practical and have a man who can give me the life I deserve."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like a pretty justified statement, isn't it? But it makes me want to ask, "is 100 pairs of heels practical?" or maybe "is indulging in high-end restaurant every date practical?" and "do you really deserve to live like a queen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't wrong for a woman to be practical and seek a partner who is capable of giving her a comfortable life. However, it is too much to ask for when a woman wants a man to be an ATM machine so that she can indulge in her own impractical desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathy level has been in decline among college students&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; and personally, I think empathy level has declined in the society as a whole. This has resulted in the development of this selfish idea among girls that guys should provide for all their desires without the need to do their roles as the female partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship requires contributions from both sides. The man can do the providing for if the woman does the caring after. Play your roles properly, both men and women, and happiness will not be too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. University of Michigan (2010, May 29). Empathy: College students don't have as much as they used to, study finds. ScienceDaily. Retrieved June 2, 2010, from http://www.sciencedaily.com­ /releases/2010/05/100528081434.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3272542773425383073?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3272542773425383073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3272542773425383073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3272542773425383073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3272542773425383073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun-says-question-on-practicality.html' title='Fun says, &quot;A question on practicality.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7397080651276934743</id><published>2009-12-10T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:42:24.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bimbo Theory'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Bimbo Theory."</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, not all beautiful women are stupid. However, I suppose, most of you can't deny that there exist such a group of people who has all the looks but no brain. Yes, I mean the bimbos. Those people are so vain that they have no capacity for intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I do not mean that being beautiful is something bad or wrong. Neither do I mean that being stupid or brainless is something bad or wrong...maybe bad, because some people tend to take advantage of stupid people, but definitely not wrong. Finally, I do not mean that being beautiful and stupid is something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to share here is not about the pro or con a person being a bimbo. I want to share about what my thoughts on why do this group of people exist. Evolution theory states that natural selection will eliminate the stupid and incompetent. However, bimbos are still being generated at every generation. This surely means that they have certain advantages that keep them alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why do bimbos exist? How did they come about? Before I can answer that, I'd like to put forth a few premises that will chain up the whole explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Brain cells are like muscle cells - If you don't use them, you will lose them.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, intelligence can be improved by proper training of the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: People behave in the way they believe they can get the most benefit from.&lt;br /&gt;This is simple economic theory. If a child believes he can win the toy he wants with tantrums, surely he will throw tantrums, especially if it worked before. If the child is provided with other options, he will act according to which he believes is the easiest and most effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: If a person always gets/given something, a sense of entitlement will develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: A lot of people use supplication as a means of trying to win love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: Most people want to win the love of beautiful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are beautiful. People see that they are beautiful and thus wanted love from them. They started supplicating and try to please the beautiful breed with all they can think of. The beauties, who got used to being voluntarily pleased and entertained, developed a sense of entitlement over it. If they fail to get it with this entitlement, they can always use their beauty to seduce the supplicators to give them. It is a simple way for them to get what they need and want. Having such an easy method to get what they need and want, they have no need for lots of thinking. By thinking less, they lose their brain cells. Therefore, the end result would be bimbos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time you feel tempted to call someone a bimbo, remember that that person doesn't need a brain to think hard to get what he/she wants. Whereas, the poor you, is thinking and working hard to get those same things...are they stupid? Or rather, are we cleverer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7397080651276934743?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7397080651276934743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7397080651276934743' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7397080651276934743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7397080651276934743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-says-bimbo-theory.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Bimbo Theory.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7510024780598956803</id><published>2009-11-08T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:13:55.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intelligence'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Be Gone O Stupidity!"</title><content type='html'>Here are some useful ideas that will make you cleverer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Intelligence is not genetic&lt;br /&gt;Scientific evidence is pointing to the direction that intelligence can be trained and improved over time. So, you are not born stupid. You just did not think hard enough to have strong brain muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: The "I am lazy" excuse&lt;br /&gt;Very often, people tell me that they are lazy to think, lazy to work. However, they aren't really lazy as they are spending a lot more energy and time on the matters involved. Simply because they never thought, their strategies aren't efficient. And we all know what laziness means - LEAST effort for MAXIMUM return. 30 minutes of hard thinking to solve a persisting issue is definitely more efficient than a lifetime of labouring to run around a persisting issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: No pain, no gain but too much pain, you get no gain too&lt;br /&gt;A common fact. You got to flex your brain to improve its functionality. However, you don't have to throw a problem so tough that it gives up before trying. Always start with easy quizzes. Let your brain build up its strenght. Similarly, when you go to the gym, you don't hit the heaviest weight first. You start with something that you believe you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: Your brain is a heavy eater&lt;br /&gt;A brain consumes a lot of oxygen and energy everyday. So, it is wise to give it enough of healthy food, water and oxygen. By having a balanced diet, properly hydrating yourself and breathing in enough fresh air, you are basically providing your brain with what it takes to perform well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: You are not a robot&lt;br /&gt;Even some robots do not work 24/7, so you should take adequate rest. Best to sleep before 11pm every night. Give your brain time to build more neurons to bridge for better performance. It is not just quantity, it is quality as well. So, hit your bed early, get a good quality sleep with the right quantity of about 6 to 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed these five ideas that should make you cleverer. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7510024780598956803?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7510024780598956803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7510024780598956803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7510024780598956803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7510024780598956803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-says-be-gone-o-stupidity.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Be Gone O Stupidity!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6593390306227125967</id><published>2009-11-04T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:16:31.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Be Gone O Viruses and Malwares!"</title><content type='html'>Here are simple ways to keep your computer clean from viruses and malwares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip #1: Disable autoplay/autorun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know how often when you just plug in your pendrive and there goes your computer, being infected by a myriads of viruses and malwares. Hackers know that people tend to be lazy and keeps the autorun enabled. So, your convenience become theirs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read from http://support.microsoft.com/kb/967715 to know how to disable autorun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip #2: Learn how to read URL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL like http://www.infectyourcomputer.com/virus.htm?photo=nakedgirl.jpg &lt;sup&gt;*&lt;/sup&gt; is OBVIOUSLY NOT a photo of a naked girl. Know how to look at URL to determine if it is a virus site or a real photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;*&lt;/sup&gt;That is a made up URL. I don't know if it will lead you anywhere if you click it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collorary tip: Don't be such a horny person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip #3: Never click on URL you are not sure of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of seemingly friendly URL sent by your "friends" may not actually come from your real friends. You can't be too careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip #4: Read what you are shown and use some common sense.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of viruses and malwares disguise themselves as virus scan results in attempts to fool people into clicking "yes". If you do not read properly and simply press, you might simply be inviting virus into your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip #5: If you ever get infected, get an expert to clean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so selfish and infect your friends. What goes around, comes around. You'll end up infecting yourself again the next time, after you cleaned your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy protecting your computers, dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6593390306227125967?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6593390306227125967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6593390306227125967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6593390306227125967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6593390306227125967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-says-be-gone-o-viruses-and-malwares.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Be Gone O Viruses and Malwares!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-787281180415102344</id><published>2009-07-11T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:01:07.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Interview."</title><content type='html'>Suram the Goth: Tell me, what are you expecting from this job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira the Mathematician: I am looking to be a statistician for your herbalist's department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Do you know that herbs are actually ineffective? They do not follow science. They do not work. It is only in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira the Mathematician: Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Of course. You see, if this herb is suppose to cure cancer, then it should be that whoever that never eat the herb will get cancer. But we don't see that happening, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira the Mathematician: That is illogical! Being a mathematician, I must say that all A's are B's doesn't imply that all B's are A's! That is so incorrect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Who tell you mathematics is correct? Mathematics is only correct in the mathematical context. It doesn't apply to herbs. For herbs, it is all in the mind. Herbs give placebo effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira the Mathematician: (Decided that Suram the Goth is a goner) Ok, thank you for your time. Good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kira the Mathematician exits the scene and calls for medical help for Suram the Goth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-787281180415102344?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/787281180415102344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=787281180415102344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/787281180415102344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/787281180415102344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-says-my-comic-interview.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Interview.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8382040316400928148</id><published>2009-04-25T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:44:37.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jujur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Cuckooed Prophet Strikes."</title><content type='html'>Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Lo and behold! The world had already ended! All of you are dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Are you alright? Do you want me to bring you to the doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: It is written in the holy scripture of the White Paper, the world will end when the chicken that quacks appear and spit on a man. And this man will bring destruction like never before to this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur the Honest: Frankly speaking, I've never seen or heard of any chicken that quacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Look at me, I have chicken spits all over me. That chicken spat all over me. I am the Destructor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken: *Cackle* *cackle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Seriusly, it is cackling, not quacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: No, it spat on me. I am the Destructor. And I testify that it quacked. It is the prophecized chicken. And I am the Destructor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur the Honest: So, do you suggest that you are the Destructor, so your claim that it quacks must be true? Thus making you the Destructor? This is absurd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: No, you are demon-possessed. I must destroy you immediately. Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And so, Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet ran around day and night trying to call upon the destructive powers of his to destroy Jujur the Honest while the rest of the world move on with their lives...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8382040316400928148?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8382040316400928148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8382040316400928148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8382040316400928148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8382040316400928148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-says-my-comic-cuckooed-prophet.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Cuckooed Prophet Strikes.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7429570552607474551</id><published>2009-02-15T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:39:28.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Driving 101."</title><content type='html'>Gila the Crackpot: I need to drive car. I can't crack pots fast enough running on foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: As you wish, I will teach you how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: I don't want to drive like others. I want to crack pots with my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: That's easy, always put your indicator the opposite to the direction you intend to turn to. This will cause other cars to swerve around trying to evade you and knock the pots and crack them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: You are really a genius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7429570552607474551?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7429570552607474551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7429570552607474551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7429570552607474551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7429570552607474551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-says-my-comic-driving-101.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Driving 101.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7564559365048069198</id><published>2009-02-09T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:08:22.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Illegal Modifishing."</title><content type='html'>Pandai the Genius: What happened here? Why everyone has such a weird and stupid look on them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: I think I Modifished and devilicize them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: You what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: I devilicize them all. Devilicize, pronounced as dee-vee-li-size, is a verb, meaning causing others to lose their minds and become uncivilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: This is such a devilicic world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7564559365048069198?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7564559365048069198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7564559365048069198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7564559365048069198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7564559365048069198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-says-my-comic-illegal-modifishing.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Illegal Modifishing.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3490840401020302748</id><published>2009-02-03T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:07:12.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Poem - The Iron Ship."</title><content type='html'>Sailing on the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing no direction,&lt;br /&gt;As the guiding stars were long gone,&lt;br /&gt;Shrouded by the smog of advanced technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The iron ship was alone,&lt;br /&gt;Left to be guided by the flow of the current,&lt;br /&gt;Supported by the vast amount of water,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to find land soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the ocean was strict and stern,&lt;br /&gt;Sending waves of giant to wash,&lt;br /&gt;Water added with salt to purify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocking back and forth,&lt;br /&gt;To the extent of nearly capsizing,&lt;br /&gt;With rust appearing all over,&lt;br /&gt;Corroded by the sea water,&lt;br /&gt;The ship sailed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding strong to its faith,&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the harshness of the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Will the iron ship sink?&lt;br /&gt;Or will it find its land?&lt;br /&gt;Only the ocean knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3490840401020302748?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3490840401020302748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3490840401020302748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3490840401020302748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3490840401020302748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-says-my-poem-iron-ship.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Poem - The Iron Ship.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5083842238102609470</id><published>2009-01-28T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:32:05.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Nice sayings."</title><content type='html'>"Journey of a thousand miles starts with the first step, transformation of a million people begins with my first change." - From old Chinese saying, edited by Fun, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I felt that there is not a single evil force in Nature, but only pure love.” - Dr Jane Goodall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5083842238102609470?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5083842238102609470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5083842238102609470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5083842238102609470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5083842238102609470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-says-nice-sayings.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Nice sayings.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4207132598864835642</id><published>2009-01-11T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:36:02.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Poem - The Tinted Glass."</title><content type='html'>I peered through the glass,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the world,&lt;br /&gt;Shapes, sizes, colours, brightnesses and distances,&lt;br /&gt;All came into my perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at myself,&lt;br /&gt;And I saw that I am like the world,&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so similar to the world?&lt;br /&gt;Or is the world similar to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised,&lt;br /&gt;My looking glass was tinted,&lt;br /&gt;Tinted with the colour of my personality,&lt;br /&gt;Which caused me to understand the world the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peered through the glass again,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the world,&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself,&lt;br /&gt;My very true self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4207132598864835642?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4207132598864835642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4207132598864835642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4207132598864835642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4207132598864835642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-says-my-poem-tinted-glass.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Poem - The Tinted Glass.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4648647363472979039</id><published>2009-01-02T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:46:05.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Drawing."</title><content type='html'>When life is too bored, this is what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/mwfun/Drawings.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4648647363472979039?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4648647363472979039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4648647363472979039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4648647363472979039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4648647363472979039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-says-my-drawing.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Drawing.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-635389209372691257</id><published>2008-12-31T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:44:35.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Happy 2009!"</title><content type='html'>While people are all busy counting down, I occupy myself with counting up. What do I count? I count all the beloved friends whom I have come to know through all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Peace and Happiness follow you all through 2009 and beyond. And of course, let us pray for world peace. May the conflict of Israel-Palestine and other various conflicts be resolved quickly with minimal harm. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-635389209372691257?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/635389209372691257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=635389209372691257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/635389209372691257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/635389209372691257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-says-happy-2009.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Happy 2009!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5905468701005468588</id><published>2008-12-29T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:37:11.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Missing Friends."</title><content type='html'>Pandai the Genius: What is she wearing? It's like so revealing! Where's modesty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Modesty is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Look! He just cheated 1 million from his boss! Where's integrity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Integrity is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Gaa! They are having sex parties on the street! Where's morality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Morality is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Yikes! Modesty, integrity, morality are all missing? My friends are missing! When will it be my turn to missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Now! Muahaha, because I am here to kidnap you. &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5905468701005468588?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5905468701005468588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5905468701005468588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5905468701005468588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5905468701005468588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-says-my-comic-missing-friends.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Missing Friends.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3479017062300234160</id><published>2008-12-16T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:04:47.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "I know I said before but human are forgetful."</title><content type='html'>It is year end now and sales are on in most of the places you go. And I am sure some girls are going crazy shopping for good but cheap clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's a catch. Somewhere, some time ago, I witnessed myself, a shop with cctv aiming into the dressing rooms. I've made a police report and proved ultimately that the police force is eating shit. So, my beloved friends, we must protect ourselves since the people who got our mandate just couldn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I present you a checklist that you might want to add into your own when shopping for clothes:&lt;br /&gt;1. After closing the door, look around all directions, at all possible angles and scout for cctv or suspicious items that might be cctv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Check the mirror reflection. Sometimes, people just miss the obvious that the cctv is right in front of them on the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Check if the mirror is a normal mirror. I'm not sure if this is a myth, but they say in normal mirror, when you put ur finger on the mirror, the reflection is a small distant away. While for the type of mirror where you see reflection on one side but you can see through from the other side, your finger reflection will be directly touching your finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my beloved friends, happy shopping and be safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3479017062300234160?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3479017062300234160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3479017062300234160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3479017062300234160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3479017062300234160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-says-i-know-i-said-before-but-human.html' title='Fun says, &quot;I know I said before but human are forgetful.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3911035532468925417</id><published>2008-12-15T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:18:38.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Modifisher is Back!"</title><content type='html'>Ubahikan the Modifisher: That day, I bumped into a friend who brought me to a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Oh, then? Is the vampire blood there nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: You bet. They had that zealotty feel in the bar. Everyone seems to be a believer of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: What do they believe in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: I don't know. They walk in a very culty manner. Like they believe in some sort of walking rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Wow, sounds like scary stuffs, I must bash that bar! (Wee...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Why is Suram so childishy today? I didn't even manage to tell him that, that bar was set in such a way to film a horror movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3911035532468925417?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3911035532468925417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3911035532468925417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3911035532468925417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3911035532468925417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-says-my-comic-modifisher-is-back.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Modifisher is Back!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7990859217615966635</id><published>2008-11-17T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:22:00.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Crazy Man on Vacation."</title><content type='html'>Sorry, the crazy author of this blog will be going on a vacation. There might not be update for some time. In the mean time, maybe you can enjoy your time Modifishing. :D Happy holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7990859217615966635?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7990859217615966635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7990859217615966635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7990859217615966635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7990859217615966635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-says-crazy-man-on-vacation.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Crazy Man on Vacation.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5061036067543909470</id><published>2008-11-14T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:43:20.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Rescue Mission."</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: Jangka, Pengutus is missing! The people has been searching for him for days but they can't find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Oh, let me see, let me check my radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radar: *Beep* *Beep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Ah, there, he is sitting in his house. I can't believe they didn't search his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: I just came from his house LAH! Your radar is faulty already LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: At dangerous and desperate time like this, I must resort to using the forbidden deadly black art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: *Gasp* A crystal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: Using of crystal in any form of ritual is strictly forbidden. Crystal is mentioned here for special effect purpose only. No such ritual is ever used in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Now, I can start searching for Jangka. Spread the map for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Yes, master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Hmm, why isn't it working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Oh, if only I own a crystal. It's such a bling. I can sell it for lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: GAA! No wonder it is not working! Someone swapped my crystal with cheap glass! GAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: *Faint*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5061036067543909470?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5061036067543909470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5061036067543909470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5061036067543909470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5061036067543909470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-says-my-comic-rescue-mission.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Rescue Mission.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5395347664777283301</id><published>2008-11-01T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:34:29.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Medical Attention."</title><content type='html'>Gila the Crackpot: Go! Go! Go! Go chase the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Chase the ball? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: To kick it into the goal post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Oh, this is the famous sport called foodball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the crackpot: Foosball, not foobball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: That's football, f-o-o-t-b-a-l-l! You both need medical attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Oh, medical attention to divert us from foogball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Now I need medical attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: COAL!!! Cuckooland beat Notaland seven thousand three hundred forty five to nil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Gaa!!! BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thereafter, Gila the Crackpot and Ubahikan the Modifisher have phobia of anything that has to do with ball or balls, which includes fishballs.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5395347664777283301?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5395347664777283301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5395347664777283301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5395347664777283301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5395347664777283301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-says-my-comic-medical-attention.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Medical Attention.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5474295052226833877</id><published>2008-10-31T09:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:16:13.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Ugh!"</title><content type='html'>Aww...I missed Thursday for Modifishing...I'll have to wait for tomorrow. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5474295052226833877?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5474295052226833877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5474295052226833877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5474295052226833877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5474295052226833877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-ugh.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Ugh!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7556013510233845573</id><published>2008-10-30T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:26:39.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='犯錯'/><title type='text'>範說:"犯錯."</title><content type='html'>這世界上，有誰是沒有犯錯的呢？&lt;br /&gt;犯錯，真的是很嚴重的罪惡嗎？&lt;br /&gt;是個值得判死刑的罪嗎？&lt;br /&gt;沒犯過錯的人，請站起來，先實行正義。&lt;br /&gt;沒人嗎？&lt;br /&gt;因爲你心裏很清楚，你也會犯錯。&lt;br /&gt;重點是什麽呢？&lt;br /&gt;知錯能改也。&lt;br /&gt;如果犯了錯，就要檢討自己。&lt;br /&gt;不要一意爲了保著面子，繼續犯下去。&lt;br /&gt;認個錯，很難吧？&lt;br /&gt;逃避，讓身邊的人傷心，應該很容易。&lt;br /&gt;懦夫！！！&lt;br /&gt;唯有自私的人，才會選擇這樣的面對。&lt;br /&gt;醒悟吧！&lt;br /&gt;向你身邊的人說聲對不起。&lt;br /&gt;再反省一下自己，從錯誤中學習。&lt;br /&gt;這樣，你將會有更好的前途。&lt;br /&gt;身為你的好友，我不能讓你執迷不悟。&lt;br /&gt;別讓我這老朋友失望，努力些，爭氣些，成熟些。&lt;br /&gt;一切都有解決的方案。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7556013510233845573?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7556013510233845573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7556013510233845573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7556013510233845573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7556013510233845573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_30.html' title='範說:&quot;犯錯.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4450043529534856129</id><published>2008-10-27T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:11:07.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Licik'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Busy?"</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: Oh dear Abang, can we go dating tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Nope. I have business to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Oh sweety Suram, do you want a date tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Can't do. I have to go around scaring people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Hey, booby Hantu, wanna hold some boobs tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Boobs? I want boos! I want to haunt the president of Cuckooland tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Pengutus, I'm lonely tonight, can you spend some time with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Gasp! I see emptiness, darkness! Nothing...Gaa...How can someone stand living a life like that?!?!?!?! Gaa!!! (Screaming and running away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Oh, Gila, please say you are free tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Free? Free pots for cracking? Where? I better go now before other people crack those pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: $%@#$%@#&amp;@#, Licik, you better be free tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licik the Sly: Look, that's superman. (Like Houdini, Licik the Sly disappeared the moment Cinta the Clueless Lover turns her head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: $&amp;*!@ Why is everyone so busy? Why am I so free?...#%!@#%*...I WANT A DATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poor Cinta the Clueless Lover's scream shook the whole of Cuckooland, causing the country to sink deep into the Earth, into darkness and emptiness...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4450043529534856129?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4450043529534856129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4450043529534856129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4450043529534856129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4450043529534856129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-my-comic-busy.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Busy?&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6256841254285278871</id><published>2008-10-22T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:19:52.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Driving is like taking pills."</title><content type='html'>Instruction:&lt;br /&gt;Take only when you need to travel from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning:&lt;br /&gt;Do not overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side effects:&lt;br /&gt;Might cause jams with dizziness and nauseous feeling as you will either hit a car or hit a pothole.&lt;br /&gt;In more serious cases, anger and frustration might occur, causing you to cuss and scream and show some obscene sign languages.&lt;br /&gt;In the case of overdose, you might go crazy and tear your hair off your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If symptoms persist, please consult your physician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;Petrol&lt;br /&gt;Smokes&lt;br /&gt;Brain cellicides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6256841254285278871?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6256841254285278871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6256841254285278871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6256841254285278871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6256841254285278871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-driving-is-like-taking-pills.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Driving is like taking pills.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2145506478345571701</id><published>2008-10-14T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:54:50.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crackpotty sayings'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "When brains are no more."</title><content type='html'>When brains are no more, what do we use to think? It makes me wonder, which is a sadder case? Having a brain and not using it? Or not having a brain yet thinking and knowing too much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2145506478345571701?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2145506478345571701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2145506478345571701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2145506478345571701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2145506478345571701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-when-brains-are-no-more.html' title='Fun says, &quot;When brains are no more.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6846418972481967922</id><published>2008-10-12T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:22:33.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Later? Sure."</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: Oh, Suram, you don't love me anymore, I can't live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Get over it. We never even dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: If you leave me now I will jump off this building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Huh? What did you say? I'm busy I need to go. I'll catch you later. (Suram the Goth left the scene.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: He said he will catch me! That's so romantic! Then I should jump and let him be my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piuuuuuuuuu....splat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on the pool of blood: You are really late in catching me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6846418972481967922?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6846418972481967922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6846418972481967922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6846418972481967922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6846418972481967922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-my-comic-later-sure.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Later? Sure.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-647141761231869890</id><published>2008-10-11T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:01:20.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Ubahikan's Lamentation."</title><content type='html'>Ubahikan the Modifisher: *sigh* Life is so tough...I am inproductive, disproductive, unproductive, misproductive, deproductive, abproductive, malproductive and many more but never reproductive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher silently walks out of the screen, feeling down and sad and lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifish Dictionary:&lt;br /&gt;Inproductive: (Adj) Trying in vain to produce something unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;Disproductive: (Adj) Causing others not to produce.&lt;br /&gt;Unproductive: (Adj) Not producing.&lt;br /&gt;Misproductive: (Adj) Producing wrong products.&lt;br /&gt;Deproductive: (Adj) Causing something productive to be misproductive.&lt;br /&gt;Abproductive: (Adj) Producing defective and harmful products that seem to be productive.&lt;br /&gt;Malproductive: (Adj) Inability to produce the right product due to wrong raw materials.&lt;br /&gt;Reproductive: (Adj) Something to do with babies. I think you understand it better than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-647141761231869890?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/647141761231869890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=647141761231869890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/647141761231869890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/647141761231869890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-my-comic-ubahikans-lamentation.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Ubahikan&apos;s Lamentation.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5408725476023862125</id><published>2008-10-04T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:36:58.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Ad - Caveman Service."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Have problems with your high-tech gadgets? Need help to fix them? Gua the Caveman can help you. Call 1-800-1234-CAVE for instant help.&lt;/span&gt;*#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Terms and conditions apply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#Please copy and paste to your notepad if you cannot understand caveman language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5408725476023862125?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5408725476023862125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5408725476023862125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5408725476023862125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5408725476023862125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-says-my-comic-ad-caveman-service.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Ad - Caveman Service.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8356518780523134177</id><published>2008-10-01T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:40:22.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='故事'/><title type='text'>范说:"故事 - 富有的代价."</title><content type='html'>从前，有一个贫穷的打工仔。他每天需要四点起身，吃了早餐就要立刻赶去橡胶园割胶。到七点钟，他得把割来的橡胶运到工厂去。然后，他就会到一家电子工厂里干活直到下午六点才收工。他这样一天的工作赚来的钱，只是刚好足够来养活他的一家五口。&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a poor worker. He had to wake up at 4am everyday and rush to a rubber estate after breakfast. At 7am, he had to send all the latex collected to a factory. Then, he went to an electronic factory to work until 6pm. One full day's work could only yield him enough to feed his family of five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他有一个好漂亮的太太。这太太为他生下了三个可爱的小孩子。虽然生活很贫困，太太却一句怨言都没有。每天她都很努力的把家务干好，煮了一餐美味可口的晚餐等待先生的回归。&lt;br /&gt;He had a very pretty wife. This wife gave birth to three cute children for him. Although live was very difficult, she never complained. She worked hard everyday to do all the household chores and then waited for her husband's return with delicious dinners she prepared everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这打工仔每天这么看着他太太，一直都觉得很伤心。他觉得自卑，因为没有办法给他美丽的太太荣华富贵的生活。&lt;br /&gt;This worker looked at his wife everyday, feeling very sad. He felt inferior because he could not give her beautiful wife the type of luxurious life she deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，他忍不住了！他对太太说：“亲爱的老婆，我不能让你过着这样辛苦的日子。”&lt;br /&gt;One day, he could stand no more! He said to his wife, "Dear sweetheart, I cannot let you live your life in such difficulties."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太太满脸笑容的回答说：“老公，我一点都不觉得辛苦。和你在一起，最幸福了！”&lt;br /&gt;The wife replied with a smile, "Honey, I don't feel difficult at all. Being with you, is the most happy thing to me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打工仔却很严肃地说：“我决定了！”&lt;br /&gt;The worker replied strictly, "I've decided!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当天，打工仔就把太太和三个孩子给卖掉了。他心里说：“我先把他们卖了，把得来的钱拿去投资。成为富翁了，再把他们赎回来。”&lt;br /&gt;That day, the worker sold his wife and three little children. He said in his heart, "I'll sell them off first, then using the money I got to invest. After I become a millionaire, I will come back and buy them back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打工仔很开心地把钱拿了就跑去投资，一投就投了五年。&lt;br /&gt;The worker happilly took the money to invest, taking five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五年后，他不再是打工仔。他已成为大富翁。这时，他想起五年前卖掉的太太与孩子。于是，他拿着一大笔钱去找他的太太。&lt;br /&gt;After five years, he was no longer a worker. He became a millionaire. At this time, he remembered his wife and children whom he sold five years ago. So, he took a large amount of money to go find his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;见到她时，他很惊讶，因为他当年婀娜多姿的太太被人糟蹋得不在迷人了。他见了，不禁掉了眼泪，很心疼。&lt;br /&gt;When he saw her, he was shocked, because his lovely wife was no longer lovely due to the sufferings she endured. After he saw, he couldn't help but teared, feeling so heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把太太赎了，他就带着她去找他们的三个孩子。可是，惨不忍睹的，他三个孩子竟然被砍了双腿，被逼去乞吃。太太看了说不出话，只是呆呆得站在那儿。&lt;br /&gt;After buying back his wife, he took her to find their three children. However, to the horror of his life, his three children lost their legs and forced to beg for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果，这个从打工仔变成大富翁的人就这样一家五口，过着富贵却伤心的生活...&lt;br /&gt;At the end, this worker who became a millionaire lived the rest of his life in his family of five, living rich but sad life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8356518780523134177?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8356518780523134177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8356518780523134177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8356518780523134177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8356518780523134177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='范说:&quot;故事 - 富有的代价.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5788063795105760430</id><published>2008-09-14T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:39:11.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Gua the Caveman AKA Gua the Tech-Savvy Caveman."</title><content type='html'>Suram the (Cloud of Ionized Poisonous) Goth: Biz, biz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Passerby: Gaa. Ick!...I...I...caaannttt......brrrr....brrr....eah....hhhed....Ick....Ack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the (Cloud of Ionized Poisonous) Goth: Biz, biz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the (Field of Rainbow Coloured Electric) Ghost: Zap, zap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsuspecting Passerby: Aaaaahhhhhhh!!! (only dust is left...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the (Field of Rainbow Coloured Electric) Ghost: Zap, zap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua the Caveman: &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Bang! Bang! (as he fires his naturaliser) Back to normal both of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Ghost: Yikes, what happened? Yikes! Why I can't see myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Goth: Wow, I materialized! Weeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua the Caveman: &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Oops, I pressed the wrong button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Ghost: Change me back to my body!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Goth: Raa!!! I'll kill you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua the Caveman: &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Yikes! Press escape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Ghost &amp; Hantu the Goth: (*Blink* *Blink*) Where did he go? (*Blink* *Blink*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5788063795105760430?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5788063795105760430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5788063795105760430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5788063795105760430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5788063795105760430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-says-my-comic-gua-caveman-aka-gua.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Gua the Caveman AKA Gua the Tech-Savvy Caveman.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8500313008097340078</id><published>2008-09-12T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:54:40.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Terror Continues."</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;&lt;U&gt;At one side of Cuckooland...&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Muahaha! It's so nice scaring people to their death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Citizens: Gaa!!! Run!!! Gaa!!! For!!! Gaa!!! Your!!! Gaa!!! Life!!! Gaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Citizens: Ack! (Cardiac arrest...)...*Cough...Ek!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;U&gt;At the other side of Cuckooland...&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Weeeeeeeeeeeee... (bouncing around...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Citizens: GAAaaaaAAaaaAAAAAAaaaaaAAAAA.....(Spinning around, trying to keep Hantu the Ghost in view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Citizens: (Pee on pants and start foaming in the mouths...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;U&gt;And in the middle of Cuckooland...&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth and Hantu the Ghost: (turn around and face each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth and Hantu the Ghost: Yikes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth ionized into a cloud of poisonous ions due to the fear of Hantu the Ghost while Hantu the Ghost turned into a rainbow coloured electrical field that zaps all unsuspecting passerbies due to the eeriness of Suram the Goth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8500313008097340078?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8500313008097340078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8500313008097340078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8500313008097340078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8500313008097340078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-says-my-comic-terror-continues.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Terror Continues.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8035479026313027075</id><published>2008-09-09T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:49:06.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prime Time Fun Flash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Prime Time Fun Flash."</title><content type='html'>Good day. This will be a brief news as our all famous country, Cuckooland, falls into turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unknown reason, Suram the Goth started to terrorize the nation, causing fear and chaos in the nation. Hantu the Ghost saw that it was fun and he joined in the turmoil early in the afternoon. People are dying out on the streets due heart attacks. Some poorer dudes froze into stones. Some even poorer Cuckoolanders demoleculized into arrays of atoms zooming randomly all over the country, trying to run away from the gothic terror of Suram the Goth and killing many more people in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to serious fear of attack in the news center, our news shall end here See you again in the next session of Prime Time Fun Flash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8035479026313027075?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8035479026313027075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8035479026313027075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8035479026313027075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8035479026313027075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-says-prime-time-fun-flash.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Prime Time Fun Flash.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8204887886755775834</id><published>2008-09-08T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:24:25.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Hobby is Modifishing."</title><content type='html'>Ubahikan the Modifisher: Hey, you are ghost! You don't get tired, right? What you do to kill time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Nothing much, just hovering around aimlessly. How about you? How do you kill time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: I Modifish whenever I am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: What is Modifish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Don't you know? It's the hippest thing in town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: No, I don't know. Is it something to do with tearing a fish apart to steal it's soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: You are so minimic! You don't even understand a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: What nemanic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Minimic!!! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Gaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Weirdly, Hantu the ghost was scared away by Ubahikan the Modifisher's scream...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minimic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origin: Unknown. Most probably from a kindergarten kid who mispelled mimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: (adjective) idiotic, ignorant or oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: (adjective) being in a state of poor mimicry.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: (adjective) blind to hips and hops.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: (adjective) Pride, ego and stupidity all in one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8204887886755775834?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8204887886755775834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8204887886755775834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8204887886755775834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8204887886755775834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-says-my-comic-hobby-is-modifishing.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Hobby is Modifishing.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7863273845491692768</id><published>2008-09-07T15:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:12:51.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>范说:"彭羚的让我跟你走:'如若你肯靠紧我 你愿疼惜我 未悔当初.'"</title><content type='html'>哭了一整天，如果始终还是如果。如果你肯...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7863273845491692768?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7863273845491692768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7863273845491692768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7863273845491692768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7863273845491692768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='范说:&quot;彭羚的让我跟你走:&apos;如若你肯靠紧我 你愿疼惜我 未悔当初.&apos;&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7512881928694838915</id><published>2008-09-06T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:26:11.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kredit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Cluelessly in Love."</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: Oh, look at Suram the Goth, he is so &lt;I&gt;HANDSOME&lt;/I&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debit &amp; Kredit the Twin Accountants: Ya, ya. I agree. Agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: But he already has a dozen of girlfriends. I don't even know if he notices me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur the Honest: I don't think you should love him. He is such a womaniser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: But he is so attractively irresistable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Then just go ahead and love him and get hurt. Wee!!! (Jumping around excitingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: But I am afraid of getting hurt... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Thou shall not love, for thou art an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whack* *whack* *whack*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor got whacked until he became a 猪头饼...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7512881928694838915?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7512881928694838915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7512881928694838915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7512881928694838915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7512881928694838915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-says-my-comic-cluelessly-in-love.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Cluelessly in Love.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2361481074745640651</id><published>2008-09-01T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:24:35.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jujur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic -"</title><content type='html'>Pandai the Genius: Oh, I'm such a genius, I know so many things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: But you do not know how to not be afraid of me. Boo! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: (Difficulty in breathing, pain in chest, approaching heart attack...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Stop it! You are going to kill him. Let me cure him first. Beep. Beep. Bup beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur the Honest: You might know many things but learning is a life long process. We must learn everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Yes, I learned a lot everyday from my heartbreaking experiences. Yet the more I learn, the less I am able to find true love! (Crying and wailing like crazy, running around the room...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Ironic, isn't it? The more we learn the less we seem to know, that's why I never learn, I just know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubahikan the Modifisher: Ya, learning makes us feel so nano-y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Nano-y? &gt;&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2361481074745640651?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2361481074745640651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2361481074745640651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2361481074745640651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2361481074745640651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-says-my-comic.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic -&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-148153386775364923</id><published>2008-08-25T06:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:09:01.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ubahikan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Legend of Modifish."</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, in a secluded village of Cuckooland, there was a pair of lovely couple. They live just like any other couples until one day, when the wife was in labour, giving birth to their first and only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Argh, it's painful! I'm so gonna reward myself with a feast of fishes after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Oh dear. I can't bear seeing you in such pain. I shall go get you your feast of fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midwife: Ok, stop talking and start pushing! &lt;b&gt;PUSH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the husband left to catch a variety of fishes for his wife. Then he left the fishes on the kitchen table and went back to see if his wife has successfully given birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Wua wua wua!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midwife: Congratulation! That's a boy, a cute boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Dear, can you please go cook for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband nodded and left for the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Gaa!!! The fishes has changed! These are not the fishes I caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midwife: *Gasp! The coming of your son has modified the fishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Then we shall call our son, Ubahikan the Modifisher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how, Modifish came into existence. Since then, Ubahikan the Modifisher can't stop Modifishing in his private Modifishery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-148153386775364923?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/148153386775364923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=148153386775364923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/148153386775364923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/148153386775364923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-my-comic-legend-of-modifish.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Legend of Modifish.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6873867900030238002</id><published>2008-08-22T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:02:12.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "It's Friday and I am still Modifishing!!!"</title><content type='html'>Here's an inconcise and outrageous definition for the word Modifish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(noun): Modified English&lt;br /&gt;Example: I speak Modifish as good as English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(noun): A breed of fish found in Cuckooland. Modifish is only available for catching on Thursdays and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Example: Modifish is tasty when you leave it to rot until Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verb): Creating new words creatively.&lt;br /&gt;Example: I am modifishing now at this moment, on this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verb): The act of catching modifish.&lt;br /&gt;Example: It's Friday and I am still Modifishing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derivation:&lt;br /&gt;Modifishation: (Noun) The process to Modifish.&lt;br /&gt;Example: After Modifishation, John can now speak more fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifishingly: (Adjective) In a modified way.&lt;br /&gt;Example: Yasmine Modifishingly drove her way to Modifish during last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifishery: (Noun) A place where Modifish is reared for people to Modifish.&lt;br /&gt;Example: I went to the Modifishery hoping to Modifish but the place was closed due to Modifishation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifished: (Adjective) Seriously modified, usually in a weird way.&lt;br /&gt;Example: You Modifished your boss' car? You are so Modifished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for more of our Modifished inconcise and outrageous translation of Modifish to English.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6873867900030238002?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6873867900030238002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6873867900030238002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6873867900030238002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6873867900030238002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-its-friday-and-i-am-still.html' title='Fun says, &quot;It&apos;s Friday and I am still Modifishing!!!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7880186570325278936</id><published>2008-08-13T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:41:35.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prime Time Fun Flash'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Prime Time Fun Flash - World Superhero Day."</title><content type='html'>Good evening. Welcome to Prime Time Fun Flash where all the news are flashy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, being the World Superhero Day, we've sent out our crews all across the nation to interview famous people to know about their views on superheroes. But before that, let's have a brief introduction of this World Superhero Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Superhero Day is a festive that falls randomly on any date from 1st January till 31st December every year. No one can predict it's coming. It is just suddenly there one day and the people just celebrate. And what do we celebrate? We celebrate the glory and stupidity of our superheroes such as those who are great in saving lives but do not know how to wear their clothes in proper order. And this gives us inspiration to be like them, glorious but stupid. In another word, NOTORIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's go to our crew and see what they've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: Good evening! Here, we have a group of people from Cuckooland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From background: (Loud cheers!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: Let's have a look at our pre-recorded interview on what these people want as their super power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: I want the power to be able to freak the whole world out with my scariness. Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: I want the power to make people become stupider. (Sly smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Power? I have too many powers. For Abu's sake, I am a ghost! Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: I want the power to make all the people my siblings. Yippie, a hapyp world filled with love! But then, everyone will be doing incest! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: I don't want super power. I just want that last key to solving my last hurdle to creating the cancer-treating music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: I want the power to make guys fall in love with me. I never had a relationship before...waaa...waaa (crying so loud that the earth shook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Well, of course I wanted the power to crack pots at one look. That's my hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And there it was, the lense of the camera cracked...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: We want the power to overthrow our ironfist torturer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: I want the power to torture!!! Torture!!! Muahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 plus students: We just want to pass our exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: I'd love to have the power to scribble everything I want in a blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Powers? Haha, I am a prophet! What other powers are there that is greater than prophethood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: I don't know. Maybe there might be something else that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: *Gasp!!! I saw a black mass. Dark and travelling at high velocity. It brings imminent doom! Gaa!!! Too dark!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: It is falling! Death! Gaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Splat! There goes the news crew...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flash...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Sorry for that violent scene. That's all for today's Fun Flash. See you again, next random day. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7880186570325278936?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7880186570325278936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7880186570325278936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7880186570325278936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7880186570325278936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-prime-time-fun-flash-world.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Prime Time Fun Flash - World Superhero Day.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-755863282889618152</id><published>2008-08-11T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:48:35.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Great Teacher?"</title><content type='html'>Setting: Pandai the Genius giving a lecture on cuckoo behaviour to some 200 plus students in the Technology University of Cuckooland (TUC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the middle of the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Being cuckooed means...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 plus students: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: I know you know the answer. Come on, you there at the back. Cuckooness is what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointed student: ...crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Nonono!!! Wrong! You there, the one with green and red strips. What is the meaning of being a cuckoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green and red strip student: Insane?...Maybe burned a fuse or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: You idiot! That's not the meaning. The word relates to something. Something you all are very familiar with. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 plus students: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Come on, you are not that stupid. You know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 plus students: &lt;i&gt;Do you think we can read minds? How do we know what you want?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: The meaning! Come on. Tell me the meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: The meaning is you are a cuckoo! 200 students not understanding you doesn't mean they are all idiots. It means you are a poor communicator. You cuckoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 plus students: (Claps, thunderous claps...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius could not take the humiliation and blew the whole building into smithereens with his explosive brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-755863282889618152?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/755863282889618152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=755863282889618152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/755863282889618152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/755863282889618152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-my-comic-great-teacher.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Great Teacher?&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6915149248390138270</id><published>2008-08-10T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:24:23.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Why why why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"</title><content type='html'>Why do some people seem to have all the happy moments whenever they are together, while others suffer from the very first day they are together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some people get physical within days into a relationship while others couldn't even get a "I like you" although they are weeks into a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some people communicate so well with their partners while others kept being misunderstood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic, isn't it for the latter ones?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is still debatable as to who will be the winners at the end. We shall wait and see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6915149248390138270?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6915149248390138270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6915149248390138270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6915149248390138270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6915149248390138270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-why-why-why.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Why why why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-1743349030058285122</id><published>2008-08-08T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:14:20.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Introducing Gila."</title><content type='html'>The setting: In a chinaware shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Crack, Prang, Prang, Crack, Prang, Crack, Crack,...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopowner: What do you think you are doing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Cracking pots. What else do you think I am doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopowner: #$%@%!@%!!! You @!#$!@#$!@#!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Why are you so angry? Why do they call me Gila the Crackpot if I don't crack some pots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopowner: (Got a stroke from being overly angry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila the Crackpot: Serves you right for not knowing I am Gila the Crackpot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-1743349030058285122?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1743349030058285122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=1743349030058285122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/1743349030058285122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/1743349030058285122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-my-comic-introducing-gila.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Introducing Gila.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7150895077825776650</id><published>2008-08-08T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:54:32.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Out of Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Supply'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Air Supply's All Out of Love, 'Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone.'"</title><content type='html'>When love arrives, some people grab it like precious diamonds while others let it slip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who grab, love like their very being depends on it. They appreciate the love they found. Giving is the only thing they do, loving blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who let it slip, stood there admiring the beauty of love but just won't have a slice themselves. And when it is all over, they lament that they don't have any love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I grab my love. But do you love me? Please love me or I'll be gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7150895077825776650?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7150895077825776650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7150895077825776650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7150895077825776650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7150895077825776650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-air-supplys-all-out-of-love.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Air Supply&apos;s All Out of Love, &apos;Please love me or I&apos;ll be gone, I&apos;ll be gone.&apos;&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8417291884426309073</id><published>2008-08-07T08:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:45:00.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Api'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Complex Relationship."</title><content type='html'>Air the Venus: Api! I am so stressed!!! Please help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Api the Martian: Oh, what do you want me to help you on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air the Venus: Just help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Api the Martian: Exactly what do you expect me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air the Venus: @#"$&amp;!#$&amp;*!&amp; Are you an idiot!!! Just HELP me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Api the Martian: &gt;&lt;"...I do not know what you want...I might as well go play a round or two of golf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And there this started the first universal war...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8417291884426309073?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8417291884426309073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8417291884426309073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8417291884426309073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8417291884426309073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-says-my-comic-complex-relationship.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Complex Relationship.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6202068729662240482</id><published>2008-07-28T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:28:06.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "30 Days of Love."</title><content type='html'>For 30 days, the idiot drowned in the ocean of love. And now, he is truly suffocating. How could that idiot really believed that effort can make love work? In this cruel world, effort means nothing to love. To get love, you need to be:&lt;br /&gt;1) Handsome&lt;br /&gt;2) Rich&lt;br /&gt;3) Diehard romantic&lt;br /&gt;4) Fake&lt;br /&gt;5) Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to miss any one of those requirement, I wish you good luck in finding love, at least love in the earthly definition, that is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6202068729662240482?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6202068729662240482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6202068729662240482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6202068729662240482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6202068729662240482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-30-days-of-love.html' title='Fun says, &quot;30 Days of Love.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2457385836596175726</id><published>2008-07-27T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:03:12.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Saw Tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Poem - I Saw Tears."</title><content type='html'>Today I saw tears in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Tears that I have no desire of seeing,&lt;br /&gt;That made my heart shattered into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I not be the knight on a white stallion,&lt;br /&gt;One with a shining armour,&lt;br /&gt;One who can always sweep her off her feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why then has she cried?&lt;br /&gt;Was it my failure as her protector and entertainer?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it the fear of reliving the hurt of her previous relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;How can I make her happy?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I do love her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2457385836596175726?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2457385836596175726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2457385836596175726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2457385836596175726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2457385836596175726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-my-poem-i-saw-tears.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Poem - I Saw Tears.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-761184783874162276</id><published>2008-07-25T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:58:52.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun says, "Curse the Perverts."</title><content type='html'>Friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be alert that there are perverts setting up fashion shops with perverted intention. They design their changing rooms/areas so that they are not totally enclosed 360 degrees. Then they set up CCTV aiming at the mirror to film girls changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be alert and aware of such scenarios. Take photos of the CCTV and the name of the shop and also the design as proof. Then report this to the police and media. Make sure everyone knows and condemn that bloody shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone, please do contribute in cursing those perverts that they may have no peace, health and wealth as long as they are so perverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May G-d make them suffer until they repent. Amen. And may G-d foil all their evil plans. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-761184783874162276?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/761184783874162276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=761184783874162276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/761184783874162276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/761184783874162276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-curse-perverts.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Curse the Perverts.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-35673000716896092</id><published>2008-07-23T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T15:57:37.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - End of Day."</title><content type='html'>Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Hear O' citizens of Cuckooland, the end of day is here! Embrace yourself and prepare for it's coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Oh, no! Then what should we do? Gaa!!! (Panic and screaming and running around like crazy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Don't worry! Just go home and sleep! And wait for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Aren't we going to die today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: Did I say that? I just said that the day is coming to an end and we should go back to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: (&gt;.&lt;")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-35673000716896092?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/35673000716896092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=35673000716896092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/35673000716896092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/35673000716896092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-my-comic-end-of-day.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - End of Day.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8074837185230774901</id><published>2008-07-21T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:05:24.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dera'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Thousand Second Rebellion of Cuckooland."</title><content type='html'>While the citizens of Cuckooland are so happy with Suram the Goth's plan for the nation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Vote Suram the Goth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: SILENT, you idiots! You all think Cuckooland is a land of democracy? This is the land of anarchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Since we don't have law and government, can't we make our own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: Too late! Muahaha, I shall now rule all over you with an ironfist as your king! Go enslave everyone, underlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: Yes, master! (Then they jumped around like monkeys eating bananas...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Let's overthrow this ironfist king! We want democracy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and thus the famous Thousand Second Rebellion of Cuckooland that lasted only 1000 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8074837185230774901?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8074837185230774901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8074837185230774901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8074837185230774901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8074837185230774901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-my-comic-thousand-second.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Thousand Second Rebellion of Cuckooland.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7281059440116681600</id><published>2008-07-20T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:12:25.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Election."</title><content type='html'>In the election period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Vote for me, O citizens of Cuckooland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citziens of Cuckooland: Why should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Because I will make this nation a great nation to be recorded in the Guiness World Record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Really? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: I will build hospitals surrounded by a big graveyard. I will build lighthouses and make discos out of it. I will build schools that rear schools of fishes. I will build police stations and device secret bank robberies from in there. I will build lockups to lock all the policemen. I will build infrastructures that you can never imagine and demolish them to make ruin arts out of it. These will make Cuckooland the only land in this world that is totally cuckooed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of Cuckooland: Wow, what a vision! All hail Suram the Goth! Vote for Suram the Goth! Vote for Suram the Goth! Vote for Suram the Goth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...there goes the nation of Cuckoos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7281059440116681600?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7281059440116681600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7281059440116681600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7281059440116681600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7281059440116681600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-my-comic-election.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Election.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8343470218695729312</id><published>2008-07-16T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:09:52.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='苏打绿'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='小情歌'/><title type='text'>范说:"苏打绿的小情歌:'就算整个世界被寂寞绑票,我也不会奔跑.'"</title><content type='html'>我会永远永远的留在你身边，陪伴你度过世界一切切的挑战，困难，打击和痛苦。我有和你常相厮守的冲动，不想让你孤独面对残酷的人生。我希望我可以为你带来幸福与快乐，给你童话的结局。我爱你！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8343470218695729312?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8343470218695729312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8343470218695729312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8343470218695729312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8343470218695729312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='范说:&quot;苏打绿的小情歌:&apos;就算整个世界被寂寞绑票,我也不会奔跑.&apos;&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2108108026112736673</id><published>2008-07-10T15:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:02:56.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "A Love Story."</title><content type='html'>Once there was an idiot. He was such an idiot that he could not get a girlfriend. He was very distressed as he felt very lonely. And he prayed hard to G-d to allow him to find a good girlfriend whom he will be able to love and care for and give to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't so confident that G-d has heard his prayer, as years gone by while he was still alone. The more he waited, the sadder he became. So depressed had this little idiot became that he started torturing himself to get the emotional pain out of his head while he is occupied with the physical pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, out of the blue, a lovely lady came into his live. And right that moment he saw, he saw that G-d has finally arranged for him. He was so excited that he did all he could to make the lady happy. He tried all the means he knew of to let the lady know that he loved her. The lady happily accepted the approach of this poor idiot. And the idiot felt happiness he never felt before. And he thanked G-d for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an angel of the L-rd came to this man. He said to him, "You are not matured enough and you have no money to support her. She is not the one for you. When your time come, you will be provided for. Trust in the L-rd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this news from an angel of the L-rd, this poor idiot felt his world collapse. He didn't know what to do. He thought the lady loved him as she was very friendly and open to him. He wanted to love this adorable lady. He wanted to love and be loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, he prayed hard to G-d again, saying, "I love her, my L-rd. I pray to You to make her the one for me. I want to love and I want to be loved. Please help me!" He didn't know what G-d has planned for him but he knew he must still move on with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that the sweet lady was still happy, he thought maybe the angel's prediction was not accurate. He thought he could change a prophecy from an angel, as only G-d has the final say in anything that happens. Thus he continued his pursue to win the lady's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a sudden, the lady didn't like him anymore. She started rejecting him and making him feel awful by disapproving him. She said he wasn't mature enough for her. He was devastated by this unexpected change. He thought to himself, "Have I wrongly judged a class C lady as a class A lady?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brood long and hard on the issue. &lt;i&gt;Why o why, has the L-rd given me a taste of love and then took it from me?&lt;/i&gt; Then he finally decided that G-d wanted him to learn. Learn to love as a husband should love his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, he continued to try to win the heart of the lady as he truly loved her. Yet she rejected him and said hurtful words to him. There, he saw that the words of the angel had came true. He has nothing to grumble nor complain. He decided to let go and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months after that, he didn't even contact the lady and he almost forgot her. Almost. Until one day, she initiated a contact again. Suddenly, he was in love again, and this time, she was in love too. And they got together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idiot's friend came up and told him, "You have changed. You are more mature now. And she has changed too as I thought you are with another lady." There, the idiot recalled the angel's word. &lt;i&gt;You are not matured enough.&lt;/i&gt; That is one of the criteria for a successful relationship and G-d has provided the training to make him more mature. And he recalled his prayer to G-d to make her the one for him. Thus the L-rd trained her as well and made them a fitful couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idiot cried when he realized this. Now he could be sure that G-d is all-loving and provides for all. He was awed and touched by the L-rd's personal involvement in making his life complete. &lt;i&gt;Halleluyah! Halleluyah! Halleluyah! (meaning: Praise the L-rd!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2108108026112736673?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2108108026112736673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2108108026112736673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2108108026112736673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2108108026112736673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-love-story.html' title='Fun says, &quot;A Love Story.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6483676122347538866</id><published>2008-07-08T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:08:26.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jujur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kredit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Licik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Office Play."</title><content type='html'>After weeks of relaxing from the ordeal of the torture chamber, Pandai the Genius finally went back to his business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the company...)&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: How was everything going while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licik the Sly: (with sheepish smile) Everything can't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jujur the Honest: He lied! He stole 99% of our company assets! Now we have nothing left to run the business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debit &amp; Kredit the Twin Accountants: Yes. Yes. Nothing is left. Nothing is left. He did steal. He did steal. We have proof. We have proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: He is so sly! He made me fall in love with him and made me an accomplice to his evil works. (Crying more elaborately than a fountain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: I told them all that this would have happen but...(Gasp!) Behold, I see tragic befalling you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Well, ya! I'm firing you, you, you and you, though you are not our employee. Licik the Sly can stay because he proved himself competent by stealing right under your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, Jujur the Honest, who couldn't go home because he could no longer feed his family, died of overdosed alcohol. Debit &amp; Kredit the Twin Accountants killed each other because they couldn't stop blaming the other for the incompetency of stopping Licik the Sly. While Cinta the Clueless Lover quickly fell in love with another person and got another series of those heartbreaking dramas. And finally, Licik the Sly choked on a cigar and passed away during one of his showoff session to all the employees under Pandai Corp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson of the day? I didn't intend this comic to have any lesson...so you can go to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6483676122347538866?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6483676122347538866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6483676122347538866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6483676122347538866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6483676122347538866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-says-my-comic-office-play.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Office Play.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2539075464692787895</id><published>2008-06-24T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:40:22.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Escape."</title><content type='html'>Underlings: What torture do you want for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Erm, we've been here for so many days, I think it is time for you to give us the ultimate torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: And what is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Hey, what are you trying to do? They might just torture us to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Ya, better dead than see this next torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: Tell us quickly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Ok ok. Just release our chains and throw Dera the Torturer into the swamps. Make sure he drown big times. That'll be torturous to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: Yes, that sounds like the ultimate torture! Let's do it, buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, Pandai the Genius and Tulis the Scribbler escaped the Torture Chamber of Cuckooland...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2539075464692787895?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2539075464692787895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2539075464692787895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2539075464692787895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2539075464692787895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-says-my-comic-escape.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Escape.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8295651964239473416</id><published>2008-06-12T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:22:18.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prime Time Fun Flash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Prime Time Fun Flash."</title><content type='html'>Good evening, welcome to Prime Time Fun Flash where all the news are written by a madman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's highlight is in fact today's only news. Cuckooland is going cuckoo due to their lost of the greatest advisor, Pandai the Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been days since the missing of Pandai the Genius who always provide solutions to the various issues in the country. Pandai the Genius seemed to have mysteriously disappeared from Cuckooland. With Pandai the Genius gone, the nation is now ruled by a menagerie of idiots, pigs, moles, bacterias and comic characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laws and policies kept getting changed every other minute, making the people of Cuckooland unable to cope with the speed of the changes. In addition to that, the people of Cuckooland can't stop worshipping white papers. Their level of ignorance has reach maximum level that they actually think that the high-speed changes are good for them. One minute walking on legs are totally banned, the next minute everyone must hop and the next hand-walking is made the national way of travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such changes are getting way out of hand that we outsiders concluded that Cuckoolanders are really cuckooed. Yet, we love them so much. So, let's go to Cuckooland and be cuckoo like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading Prime Time Fun Flash! Don't forget to visit Cuckooland whenever you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8295651964239473416?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8295651964239473416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8295651964239473416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8295651964239473416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8295651964239473416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-says-prime-time-fun-flash.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Prime Time Fun Flash.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4963410085637135899</id><published>2008-06-04T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:53:00.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Incompetent Underlings of Dera the Torturer."</title><content type='html'>Dera the Torturer: Muahaha, how do you feel after getting my torture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Er...Er...a....a littwel....bitzy o hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Egrii....bari hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: Underlings! What have you been feeding them both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: This white sugar, as you commanded, master!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: Gaa! Those are ecstacy powder!!! And you should be giving them sugar cane! Not sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: But sugar comes from sugar cane. They are same, master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: You idiots! When I say sugar cane, I want it to be sugar cane! Do this again and I'll fry you all. Now go and prepare the next torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underlings: Yes, master. But...what is the next torture? We don't think we have next torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: (!!!)...we don't have a next torture! Gaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it went, Dera the Torturer became a victim of his own torturous ideas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4963410085637135899?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4963410085637135899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4963410085637135899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4963410085637135899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4963410085637135899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-says-my-comic-incompetent.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Incompetent Underlings of Dera the Torturer.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8230222241135540709</id><published>2008-05-30T10:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:58:48.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - In the Depths of Cuckooland's Torture Chamber"</title><content type='html'>Dera the Torturer: Muahaha, welcome to Cuckooland's torture chamber. I will torture you all with no apparent reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Look what have you done! You stupid genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Don't worry. If you have watched the Hidden Channel, you would have known that Cuckooland's torture chamber doesn't have any equipment to torture you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Phew, what a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: Muahaha, we don't need equipment to torture you! Underlings, hold them still! I will begin my first round of torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Gaa! Get off me! Gaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: #%@#%!#, didn't expect he has so many underlings that they can pin me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dera the Torturer: The first torture is to eat sugar cane until you get carbohydrate poisoning! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From dawn to dusk and dusk to dawn, Dera the Torturer's underlings keep feeding them with sugar cane. What a torture...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8230222241135540709?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8230222241135540709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8230222241135540709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8230222241135540709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8230222241135540709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-in-depths-of.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - In the Depths of Cuckooland&apos;s Torture Chamber&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-93224494880172647</id><published>2008-05-27T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:02:52.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Holy Book of White Paper Part 2."</title><content type='html'>Pandai the Genius: Hey there, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Go away! This is top secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Look! There's Superman! (Snatch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Wow! The 3 Commandments of White Paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Do not read! That is holy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: One, thou shall never write your name on this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: ... (face getting extremely green)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Two, thou shall be as empty as a piece of white paper. What does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: ...It is another way of saying "thou shall be an idiot!", you idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Oh, I see. Three, thou shall do any other things according to thy desires. Yes, this is what I call good commandments to follow. Good job, Tulis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Of course, I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A sudden lightning struck and sent these two profaning idiots into the depths of Cuckooland's torture chamber...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet is wondering why his Holy Book has not been finished and delivered to him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-93224494880172647?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/93224494880172647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=93224494880172647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/93224494880172647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/93224494880172647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-holy-book-of-white_27.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Holy Book of White Paper Part 2.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-272889225557225434</id><published>2008-05-23T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:31:46.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pengutus'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - The Holy Book of White Paper."</title><content type='html'>In the depths of the Swamps of Cuckooland, with characters borrowed from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: The White Paper Worship Religion is going out of control. We must unite all the separate sects together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Since you got all the revelations about the truth of White Paper Worship, why not we scribble them all down and publish a book to guide them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengutus the Cuckooed Prophet: I agree! Now listen to me, do as I command you to. (Whispers and whispers...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis the Scribbler: Yes, sir! I will do as you've told. The Holy Book of White Paper will be the top seller when I am done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With crayon and paper, Tulis the Scribbler scribbles day and night for the next 576 hours)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-272889225557225434?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/272889225557225434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=272889225557225434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/272889225557225434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/272889225557225434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-holy-book-of-white.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - The Holy Book of White Paper.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4394144635371737152</id><published>2008-05-22T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:40:35.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prime Time Fun Flash'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Prime Time Fun Flash."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="BACKGROUND: white"&gt;Welcome again, to Prime Time Fun Flash, where all the news are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, our news are all about freaking White Paper Worshippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, an annonymous follower of the White Paper Worship Religion got into a hospital because he bleached himself, hoping to be as white as a piece of Holy White Paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate event, another zealot clothed herself so fully with white clothes that she left nothing exposed, not even her eyes. She kept bumping into things, especially walls. She also bumped in a few rugs who then whacked her into the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news is a bit old but last week a few mummies were stolen from the Egypt's national museum. The prime suspects are the White Paper Worshippers as there is a sect preaching that the mummies are their links to eternal life as the mummies are wrapped in white. The Interpols are still investigating this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been watching our news, you would've noticed that this edition is ultra white. This is because our board of directors converted to become White Paper Worshippers and they insist that we do our news in white. They were hoping that we put our font in white too but that will meant troubles for our readers. So we convinced them to still put it in black. Except for this next sentence: &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;All hail the Holy White Papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading Prime Time Fun Flash. Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4394144635371737152?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4394144635371737152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4394144635371737152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4394144635371737152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4394144635371737152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-prime-time-fun-flash_22.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Prime Time Fun Flash.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7497008393999361655</id><published>2008-05-21T12:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:54:19.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Off Balance."</title><content type='html'>Suram the Goth: ...(Studying like hell for the upcoming exam in the library)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Walks into the library)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: (Lift head) Wow, what a cute and hardworking girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Draws out her laptop and immersed herself in her headphone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: (Kuru kuru) Aiya, must go washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Suram the Goth walks pass Cinta the Clueless Lover, he glances back to find out that she is actually enjoying a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: @##$^%^*!^%^*@#$^%$!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (With tears in her eyes) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: @#$!%^@&amp;^%&amp;@$%@#$%@#$%!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Runs off crying like a fountain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Why was I angry with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Suram the Goth continues to go to the washroom, scratching his head...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7497008393999361655?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7497008393999361655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7497008393999361655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7497008393999361655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7497008393999361655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-off-balance.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Off Balance.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2507538688400306349</id><published>2008-05-17T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:04:10.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prime Time Fun Flash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Prime Time Fun Flash."</title><content type='html'>Welcome, thanks for watchhing Prime Time Fun Flash, where all the news are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's highlight:&lt;br /&gt;A new device called Silencer has baffled scientist for its apparent capability to defy physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The religion of worshipping white papers is now the official religion of Cuckooland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details:&lt;br /&gt;Silencer was created by a weird doctor from Cuckooland. Bunyi the Soundologist is famous for his radical treatment methods to common sickness, such as playing drums to cure headache and run according to the rhythm of a song to cure asthma. Bunyi's creation, the Silencer, is a device that could generate exact opposite soundwaves to nullify any sound. However, according to physicists, there's no way to nullify sound short of muffling it with resistance. So this device is a scientific breakthrough. With Silencer, you can mute your neighbour's annoying dog or that kid of yours who can't stop throwing tantrums. What a great device!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we go to Cuckooland. White Paper Worship has been announced to be the official religion in Cuckooland yesterday. The officials just announced this morning that whoever found scribbling on any piece of White Paper in Cuckooland shall be hanged as that is desecration of the Holy White Paper. And because of this religion, all other laws have been abolished. That means it is now legal to rob, kill, rape and torture in Cuckooland. They don't care what you do anymore, as long as you uphold the holiness of White Papers as that is all they want to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewing one of the residence of Cuckooland, we found out the real reason for people's love of the religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Crew: Hi, are you one of those knowledgeable of this White Paper Worship religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Of course I am knowledgeable! I got direct revelation from the Holy White Paper that It must be worshipped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Crew: Wow! Then what is all this religion all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: This religion is all about being ignorant and stupid! The White Paper teaches that we should hold on to this mindset called the Tak Apa Mindset, which teaches us that nothing matters. We just have to be like the White Paper, totally empty of any content, knowledge or cause. We don't have to care at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Crew: Sounds interesting. Then what do the followers have to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: What do you mean what the followers have to do? They can do whatever they like. It's got nothing to do with me and I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Crew: You mean, there's no restriction at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Heck, ya! Except for desecrating the Holy White Paper, do whatever you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Crew: You mean I can assassinate all my enemies without being guilty if I join your religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: The Holy White Paper doesn't care if you are guilty or not. But remember that nothing stops those enemies of yours to join first to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Crew: Heck, ya. I'm joining now and going to kill them all! KILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that looks like too good to be true, our news end here as I have to rush to join this White Paper Worship religion. So long, readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2507538688400306349?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2507538688400306349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2507538688400306349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2507538688400306349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2507538688400306349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-prime-time-fun-flash_17.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Prime Time Fun Flash.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4210087802692064560</id><published>2008-05-14T20:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:32:25.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silencer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Silencer."</title><content type='html'>Jangka the Predictor: Argh!!! Gaa!!! Waa!!! Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Do you know you are getting way too annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Waa!!! Argh!!! Gaa!!! Argh!!! Waa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Nah! Take this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Wahaha! This is my new invention, called the Silencer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: It looks cool. How does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: It detects movements in your mouth and then generates exactly the opposite sound waves. This totally nullifies all the sound that you try to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: (Trying to make a prediction.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4210087802692064560?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4210087802692064560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4210087802692064560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4210087802692064560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4210087802692064560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-silencer.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Silencer.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7443790122531628815</id><published>2008-05-14T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:52:37.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prime Time Fun Flash'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Prime Time Fun Flash."</title><content type='html'>Welcome, thanks for watching Prime Time Fun Flash, where all the news are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go to tonight's highlight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest are being cleared faster than ever due to high demand for white papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists discover a being that lived more than a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's go into the details.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the rise of the new religion of worshipping white papers, the demand for white paper skyrocketed. Loggers work harder than ever to supply for this demand, trying to earn a bucket. Reason for the rise of this very weird religion is still unknown. Our news crews have been diligently researching for the cause but they found nothing so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientist from all over the world flocked to Cuckooland today. They claimed to have discovered a being that lived more than a thousand years. Our effective crews successfully gotten an exclusive interview with this being. Here's the content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: Hello, what is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: My name is Hantu the Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: Then, what are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Are you stupid! I'm a ghost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: Oh, ok. Then, how long have you been around here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: I can't remember for sure...but I remember that I witnessed the whole process of the rise and fall of Roman Empire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News crew: Wow! That was more than one thousand years ago! What the &amp;*@#%%!&amp;@#)%! are you!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(News crew got heart attack...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, sorry, that shouldn't be broadcasted. Again thank you for reading, Prime Time Fun Flash. Until we meet again, good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7443790122531628815?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7443790122531628815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7443790122531628815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7443790122531628815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7443790122531628815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-prime-time-fun-flash.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Prime Time Fun Flash.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-925290937945332521</id><published>2008-05-12T12:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:42:03.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Idolatry."</title><content type='html'>Hantu the Ghost: Hey Pandai, what are you doing bowing over a piece of white paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: This, is the paper of Tak Apa Mindset! It contains the wisdom of all times! I worship it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: I foresee that Tak Apa Mindset will rule the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost &amp; Suram the Goth: Wow! All hail Tak Apa Mindset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Cinta the Clueless Lover is falling in love with a piece of black paper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-925290937945332521?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/925290937945332521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=925290937945332521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/925290937945332521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/925290937945332521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-idolatry.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Idolatry.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5028290022456990207</id><published>2008-05-09T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:11:49.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cannibalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Cannibalism?"</title><content type='html'>Jangka the Predictor: I predict that there will be a strain of human hair in your noodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Really? Let me search...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: There, between that spinach and celery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Wow, you are so accurate...(munch)....(munch)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Gaa! Cannibalism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, Jangka the Predictor went on screaming nonstop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5028290022456990207?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5028290022456990207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5028290022456990207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5028290022456990207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5028290022456990207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-cannibalism.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Cannibalism?&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-685684494667515409</id><published>2008-05-07T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:43:44.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pandai'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Sealing of the House."</title><content type='html'>Suram the Goth: What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Can't you see I'm sealing my house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Why do you seal your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: To keep all people from intruding my property! That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Why are you sealing it from the outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Duh! These planks are ultra large, they can't get through the door. So I have to nail them outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Then how are you going to go inside after you are done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: Hehe, you think I haven't thought of that? That's my camping gear there. I'm going to camp in my lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Then...what's the purpose of owning a house to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandai the Genius: ( &gt;_&lt;" )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-685684494667515409?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/685684494667515409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=685684494667515409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/685684494667515409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/685684494667515409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-my-comic-sealing-of-house.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Sealing of the House.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7157670585243784371</id><published>2008-05-06T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:13:17.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken and Egg'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Chicken and Egg Problems."</title><content type='html'>Chicken comes first or egg comes first? Without chicken, there won't be egg but without egg, there won't be chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money comes first or qualification comes first? Without money, you can't get qualification but without qualification, you can't get money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comes first or sex comes first? No love then no sex (women say) but no sex then no love (men say). It's really a miracle how a man and a woman can come together as couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health leaves first or happiness leaves first? Health is a cause for happiness but happiness causes good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home comes first or wife comes first? Without a home, you can't get a wife but without a wife, you can't make a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's so paradoxical...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7157670585243784371?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7157670585243784371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7157670585243784371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7157670585243784371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7157670585243784371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-says-chicken-and-egg-problems.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Chicken and Egg Problems.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3752789776063242136</id><published>2008-05-04T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:56:11.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='借口'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='看不起'/><title type='text'>范说"我看不起借口多多的人,我看不起自己."</title><content type='html'>我没时间。&lt;br /&gt;我没空。&lt;br /&gt;我不会。&lt;br /&gt;我很笨。&lt;br /&gt;我没能力。&lt;br /&gt;我没你那么厉害。&lt;br /&gt;我不知道。&lt;br /&gt;我不适合。&lt;br /&gt;我没兴趣。&lt;br /&gt;我不喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以上全是借口！每从一人口中听到，我就会越来越看不起他！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但此话也会从我口中出来，所以我看不起自己...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3752789776063242136?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3752789776063242136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3752789776063242136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3752789776063242136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3752789776063242136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='范说&quot;我看不起借口多多的人,我看不起自己.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4110491073294545508</id><published>2008-04-28T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:26:40.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wild Fire'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Wild Fire Spreading Like Virus."</title><content type='html'>Hear O Friends of Fun,&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not give thy password to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not encourage the spread of virus, Trojan horse or any freaking software.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not mislead thy friends into giving their password.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who failest to follow shall be guilty of spreading wild fire like virus.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever that does so shall be punished with a lagging computer that hangs intermittently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no sage but this is common sense. If you aren't clever enough to know better, then you deserve the punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4110491073294545508?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4110491073294545508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4110491073294545508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4110491073294545508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4110491073294545508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-says-wild-fire-spreading-like-virus.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Wild Fire Spreading Like Virus.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6380258892860452663</id><published>2008-04-25T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:09:04.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - My Comics in Sculpture Class."</title><content type='html'>In a sculpture class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: (Put a piece of stone on the table and started pouring bloods of all types on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Kissing the stone nonstop, hoping to create a handsome face out of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: (Trying to smash the stone to no avail as he could not lift the stone. He can't affect any physical object...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: (Sitting there, staring at the stone, trying to predict what will come out of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: (Starts to wrap diapers on the stone, scaring it might pee and dirty the table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: (Running various sound waves into the stone. No one has any idea what he is up to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like write more about some other characters but they belong to my friend. So, I'll leave them to him to write. As for me...I'm not a comic character...so I don't have to be involved in this stupid sculpture class...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6380258892860452663?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6380258892860452663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6380258892860452663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6380258892860452663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6380258892860452663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-says-my-comic-my-comics-in.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - My Comics in Sculpture Class.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-473917421646665485</id><published>2008-04-13T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:55:44.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Cinta the Clueless Lover and Hantu the Ghost."</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: I've finally forgotten...what's his name...I can't even remember his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cinta sees Hantu the Ghost.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Wah! What a handsome creature! I'm in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cinta runs to meet Hantu the Ghost.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Hi, I'm Cinta. And I love you. What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Boo! I'm a ghost! I'm 1,000,000,000 years old. You are too immature to me. I can't be with you. Go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Ok, I love you and I'll do anything and everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cinta the Clueless Lover tries to commit suicide by eating chocolate icecreams.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: (Sweating profusely...due to Cinta's naivety...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: It will be gothic for you to scare her now, as all ghosts should do, while she's busy eating chocolate icecreams. Then run like hell. Muahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-473917421646665485?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/473917421646665485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=473917421646665485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/473917421646665485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/473917421646665485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-says-my-comic-cinta-clueless-lover_13.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Cinta the Clueless Lover and Hantu the Ghost.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8551508908890025908</id><published>2008-04-08T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:18:14.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunyi'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Cinta in Love Sick."</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: Hello, Doctor. I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: I'm in love with Suram the Goth. However, he is too creepy. I'm so scared of seeing him but I wanted to see him so much! I'm so divided!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Ah, that sounds like love sickness to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Really? Can you cure it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Ting, ting, dong, tut, dat, ting, dat, tong, dong, ting, blat, tot, gat, muu, pi, ler, qwe, tou, vac, xit...Listen and hear, you are thus cured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Really? Really? I'm cured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And Cinta went home feeling happy...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8551508908890025908?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8551508908890025908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8551508908890025908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8551508908890025908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8551508908890025908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-says-my-comic-cinta-in-love-sick.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Cinta in Love Sick.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-171543034057889340</id><published>2008-04-07T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:11:21.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='新闻快讯'/><title type='text'>范说:"新闻快讯 3."</title><content type='html'>虽然之前的审判并没有任何结果，身体法官判打和，但今日，心脏又再次疏忽，导致头脑再次遭到伤害。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-171543034057889340?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/171543034057889340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=171543034057889340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/171543034057889340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/171543034057889340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/3.html' title='范说:&quot;新闻快讯 3.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4381133527095802951</id><published>2008-04-07T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:08:19.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Abang the Brother."</title><content type='html'>Cinta the Clueless Lover: Hi, my name is Cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Hi, my name is Abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chit Chat...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: I...I...I...I like you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: What? I only think you are my brother wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: Gaa!!! (Jump off a cliff...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mid-air, Abang the Brother meets Jangka the Predictor who is committing suicide because he can't hear and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Yikes! I saw a vision of a man! If only he have not jumped off the cliff...he would have met his true love...what a waste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang the Brother: (Cut wrist and slit own throat in mid-air...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4381133527095802951?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4381133527095802951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4381133527095802951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4381133527095802951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4381133527095802951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-says-my-comic-abang-brother.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Abang the Brother.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4487271544089132510</id><published>2008-04-06T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:47:40.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My comic - Cinta the Clueless Lover."</title><content type='html'>Suram the Goth: I'm too scary and now I ended up with no one to talk to...(*sobs*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (peeks at Suram the Goth from afar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: (still lamenting about the darkness of life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: Hi, cute guy, can I love you? I'll cook for you and I'll take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Sure...(Sinister smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Cooking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: I'll love you in return too. I'll be by your side, day and night. Nothing can stop me from loving you. Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Getting goosebumps...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: And when you die, I'll eat all your flesh and make you part of me. And if I die first, I'll make sure my soul will possess your body, that I'll be by you forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Feeling very chilly and Shaking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: And if someone wants to woo you, I'll skin him alive and put salt on him. Wahaha!!! Let him suffer!!! Suffer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Trembling with fear...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: And if you dare to fall out of love with me...nyiahaha...I'll make sure you suffer 100 times more than that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Preparing explosives...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Maybe I should learn necromancy and bring you back to live after you die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta the Clueless Lover: (Sets off the explosives...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KABOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's the happy ending of the love story of Cinta the Clueless Lover...with Suram the Goth...because with Suram the Goth, it couldn't get any happier than death...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4487271544089132510?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4487271544089132510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4487271544089132510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4487271544089132510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4487271544089132510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-says-my-comic-cinta-clueless-lover.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My comic - Cinta the Clueless Lover.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5784934212569478745</id><published>2008-03-28T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:03:53.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hantu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My comic - Hantu the Ghost."</title><content type='html'>After 30 minutes of rock music, Jangka the Predictor is holding on a worm, trying hard to hear what it sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Come on, Mr Worm, sing louder please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, came a voice to Jangka the Predictor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantu the Ghost: Lalalalalalalala....dadadadadadadad......bababababababa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Gaa! The voice! Such eerie voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, Jangka the Predictor is not just blind, he is deaf as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5784934212569478745?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5784934212569478745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5784934212569478745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5784934212569478745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5784934212569478745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-says-my-comic-hantu-ghost.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My comic - Hantu the Ghost.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5944947917980386772</id><published>2008-03-28T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:33:34.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Bunyi the Soundologist."</title><content type='html'>Recovering from the heart attack, Jangka the Predictor found himself blind due to the darkness of Suram the Goth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Hello, Jangka, I am your doctor, Bunyi the Soundologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: What happened to me? I can't see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: You are blinded by darkness. Now, you must listen to Rock music at maximum volume for 30 minutes, then try to hear the sound of a worm singing. When you can hear the worm sing, you will be able to see again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Do worms sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunyi the Soundologist: Yes. Go forth and listen now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5944947917980386772?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5944947917980386772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5944947917980386772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5944947917980386772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5944947917980386772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-says-my-comic-bunyi-soundologist.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Bunyi the Soundologist.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4067627938433007991</id><published>2008-03-26T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:19:36.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Suram the Goth"</title><content type='html'>Suram the Goth: Tell me my future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: Gaa!!! What a blinding darkness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Muahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: And that is only your past!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suram the Goth: Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka the Predictor: (Heart attack...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4067627938433007991?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4067627938433007991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4067627938433007991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4067627938433007991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4067627938433007991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-says-my-comic-suram-goth.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Suram the Goth&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3719495240684138080</id><published>2008-03-22T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:48:43.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='新闻快讯'/><title type='text'>范说:"新闻快讯 2."</title><content type='html'>头脑与心脏双方的辩词都非常有道理，身体法官听了一天一夜，都无法判决，还导致身体法官生病了。这场case应该会非常棘手吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3719495240684138080?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3719495240684138080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3719495240684138080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3719495240684138080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3719495240684138080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/2.html' title='范说:&quot;新闻快讯 2.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-3233899104213451723</id><published>2008-03-21T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:45:48.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Predictor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Jangka the Predictor."</title><content type='html'>Jangka the Predictor: I predict that this prediction is inaccurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Listener A goes insane upon trying to understand Jangka the Predictor...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-3233899104213451723?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3233899104213451723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=3233899104213451723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3233899104213451723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/3233899104213451723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-says-my-comic-jangka-predictor.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Jangka the Predictor.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-8403462477474911305</id><published>2008-03-21T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:47:42.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='新闻快讯'/><title type='text'>范说:"新闻快讯."</title><content type='html'>今早头脑决定控告心脏，要求数亿元赔偿。因为昨夜八时，发生了一场暴乱。心脏一意孤行导致头脑思绪零乱与无法理智思考。别错过此精彩官司。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-8403462477474911305?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8403462477474911305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=8403462477474911305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8403462477474911305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/8403462477474911305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='范说:&quot;新闻快讯.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5267915919327593861</id><published>2008-03-21T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:54:58.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Predictor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jangka'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Comic - Jangka the Predictor."</title><content type='html'>Jangka the predictor: I can predict the future of everyone and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Predict my love life, please...please please...I beg you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka: The love of your life, who is just around the corner, will love you forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A quickly ran around the corner...and found...nothing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: You lied to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangka: My prediction was 100% before this! What had happened? Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There goes Jangka the Predictor who couldn't accept the reality that he can't predict the future...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5267915919327593861?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5267915919327593861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5267915919327593861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5267915919327593861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5267915919327593861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-says-comic-jangka-predictor.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Comic - Jangka the Predictor.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4448982314608067063</id><published>2008-03-08T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:03:07.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conflict of Interest'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Conflict of interest."</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when I see salespersons selling health products, I start to wonder, are they genuinely selling for our health or is it their own financial health they are taking care of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conflict of interest on the salesperson's side can be very dangerous. If he decides his financial health more important than your physical health, he might use various of techniques including fear mongering to make you buy his products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the recent development in the medical field, information about cancer and it's causes are getting clearer and this information is being spread widely across the globe. Some salespersons seized this opportunity to fear sell their products by exaggerating the effects of free radicals and the effects of their products. And this fear mongering strategy seems to be working pretty well, especially with people who only know half side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, our body (provided we have no genetic defects or other special condition) can effectively get rid of free radicals that enter our body. All we need is to provide good fuel for our body (good and balance nutrient), exercise regularly and stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, eat well, sleep well, exercise regularly and be happy. May HaShem bless you all with good health. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4448982314608067063?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4448982314608067063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4448982314608067063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4448982314608067063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4448982314608067063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-says-conflict-of-interest.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Conflict of interest.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5054489954625764222</id><published>2008-02-25T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:02:52.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choosing'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Choosing and Not Choosing."</title><content type='html'>Once there was a gemstone that was not a stone,&lt;br /&gt;Yellowish, round and smooth,&lt;br /&gt;Bringing joy and delight to the eye that beholds it,&lt;br /&gt;And sothing to the palm that holds it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a piece of wood,&lt;br /&gt;Artistically carved,&lt;br /&gt;Sculptured to a beauty never before,&lt;br /&gt;Making it precious and rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I choose between them?&lt;br /&gt;Though they are not equal,&lt;br /&gt;In terms of price, rarity and beauty,&lt;br /&gt;They are equal in value to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is far away,&lt;br /&gt;Yet shining attractively to my face,&lt;br /&gt;Another is near,&lt;br /&gt;But facing another direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can choose not to choose,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on it,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for both to come to my possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is not a good thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;For only one valuable is assigned for a person,&lt;br /&gt;Thus I will pain myself,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May there be light,&lt;br /&gt;Light for me to see,&lt;br /&gt;That I may choose the one,&lt;br /&gt;That will cause to all the least pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To HaShem I pray,&lt;br /&gt;Give me guidance,&lt;br /&gt;Lest I cause 2 valuables to lost their worth,&lt;br /&gt;And hurt myself in the process...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5054489954625764222?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5054489954625764222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5054489954625764222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5054489954625764222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5054489954625764222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-says-choosing-and-not-choosing.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Choosing and Not Choosing.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2987426881970650276</id><published>2008-02-23T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T16:59:13.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Priority'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "What is commitment without a priority?"</title><content type='html'>Isn't it better not to make a commitment if such a commitment does not come with a priority? However, we still see it happening everyday, people giving commitments here and there without putting a priority to any of them. We see this in the man who could never save enough money to marry a girl he promised to marry 10 years ago. We see this in the girl who keeps taking money from the guy but never marries him nor sleep with him. We see this in people who claim to be spiritual but never attain anything spiritual. These type of commitments are all over the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, have we given such commitments? I'm sure the answer will be a resounding "yes". Since we're all guilty of it, does this mean that it is totally okay to be like this? Definitely not! Right or wrong should never be decided base on our desires. Right or wrong should be based on what's good to all parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, it is time to change. How? I don't really know how but we simply need to work on it. Problems don't get solved simply by sitting on it. We have to act on it. What I'm currently trying, is to list out all my commitments and priorities and be familiar with them. So, whenever I wanted to do something, add something to my list or throw something out of my list, I will be able to get an estimate of it's effect on my life and on achieving what I desire. So I can make a better calculated decision thus being able to achieve more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you want to give a commitment, think thrice. May HaShem grant us wisdom to manage our life and to be able to keep our words. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2987426881970650276?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2987426881970650276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2987426881970650276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2987426881970650276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2987426881970650276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-says-what-is-commitment-without.html' title='Fun says, &quot;What is commitment without a priority?&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-663179064616614544</id><published>2008-02-18T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:52:44.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='家路'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='张惠妹'/><title type='text'>范说:"张惠妹的家路:'就算世界不再爱我了 我知道谁还再等.'"</title><content type='html'>等我的,也在等你,你知道吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;我正在长长的家路上&lt;br /&gt;想那遮风挡雨的肩膀&lt;br /&gt;就算失去了所有&lt;br /&gt;就算蜿蜒的太久&lt;br /&gt;家依然会在远方&lt;br /&gt;陪我祈祷&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有谁想要回家?&lt;br /&gt;有谁想和我一起,&lt;br /&gt;走这长长的家路?&lt;br /&gt;回到原来的家...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-663179064616614544?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/663179064616614544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=663179064616614544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/663179064616614544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/663179064616614544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='范说:&quot;张惠妹的家路:&apos;就算世界不再爱我了 我知道谁还再等.&apos;&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4322051557735662072</id><published>2008-02-14T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:59:16.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consolation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lonely'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Here's a consolation for the lonely singles."</title><content type='html'>Let's put aside the fact that I do not know if Valentine's day is kosher. At times like this, the lonely singles just can't help but see couples happily together everywhere. Despite trying to be indifferent in such a day, the contrast of loneliness and happiness still can become too strong to be unaffected by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even when life seems dull and lonely and lifeless, don't be sad. Love is waiting to surprise you, only when you lest expect it. Live life happily and you will be surprised by the happiness that will be yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4322051557735662072?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4322051557735662072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4322051557735662072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4322051557735662072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4322051557735662072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-says-heres-consolation-for-lonely.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Here&apos;s a consolation for the lonely singles.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-7186985564308909096</id><published>2008-02-04T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T12:09:55.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "There's funny comics even in Nature!"</title><content type='html'>Here's a comical scene I saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tiny ants were working hard to carry a piece of food back to their nest. Then came a big ant walking right over one of the smaller ant. The smaller ant went panick immediately running here and there screaming, "Argh! We're under attack!!! Run for your life! Take cover!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other smaller ant, who was too busy carrying the food to notice the bigger ant, was surprised to see his brother freak out like that. And he yelled to him saying, "Stop it! Help me carry the food back! Or you won't be getting your pay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the freaking ant couldn't stop panicking. Finally, the ant gave up with the food and walk away, saying, "What the heck, I might as well find a smaller piece for myself"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-7186985564308909096?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7186985564308909096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=7186985564308909096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7186985564308909096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/7186985564308909096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-says-theres-funny-comics-even-in.html' title='Fun says, &quot;There&apos;s funny comics even in Nature!&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-2495680462360598932</id><published>2008-01-24T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T21:53:36.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "A dream come true, just that it's not the dream you expect it to be."</title><content type='html'>There was a night,&lt;br /&gt;When I dreamed of you,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a familiar face,&lt;br /&gt;In a lonely world,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't helped myself,&lt;br /&gt;But to move close to you,&lt;br /&gt;And give you the warmest hug I can manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you pushed me away,&lt;br /&gt;Rejecting my friendship,&lt;br /&gt;And you move further and further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dream,&lt;br /&gt;A dream that told me,&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship was coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it just me,&lt;br /&gt;Or is our friendship truly coming to an end?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know,&lt;br /&gt;But that's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dream come true,&lt;br /&gt;Just that it's not the dream you expect it to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-2495680462360598932?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2495680462360598932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=2495680462360598932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2495680462360598932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/2495680462360598932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-says-dream-come-true-just-that-its.html' title='Fun says, &quot;A dream come true, just that it&apos;s not the dream you expect it to be.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-6488886173856751258</id><published>2008-01-22T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:14:04.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abundace in Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My poem - Abundance in Heart."</title><content type='html'>An abundance in heart I have,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to share,&lt;br /&gt;With outstretched arm,&lt;br /&gt;I welcome all,&lt;br /&gt;To bring happiness to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;alas,&lt;br /&gt;No one wants the wealth of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;The material is all they seek,&lt;br /&gt;Money, fame, glory and physical pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I keep to myself,&lt;br /&gt;The abundance in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Investing it for more,&lt;br /&gt;To give them all at once,&lt;br /&gt;To the one who makes me complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-6488886173856751258?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6488886173856751258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=6488886173856751258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6488886173856751258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/6488886173856751258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-says-my-poem-abundance-in-heart.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My poem - Abundance in Heart.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4192962644333427729</id><published>2008-01-21T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:47:56.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "I've never heard such great music before."</title><content type='html'>It's Numbers 6:22-27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlhymKyb7a0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlhymKyb7a0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4192962644333427729?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4192962644333427729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4192962644333427729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4192962644333427729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4192962644333427729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-says-ive-never-heard-such-great.html' title='Fun says, &quot;I&apos;ve never heard such great music before.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-699371864646064067</id><published>2008-01-19T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T12:04:50.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "My Comic - Help."</title><content type='html'>Victim: Here, I need cooperation from all parties to make this project a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Aiya, no need lar, u so geng, sure can one lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: U alone do mar can liao lor, y must we do ler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: I know nothing one ar. Don't ask me do wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashes of earlier scenes...&lt;br /&gt;A, B and C with stricken look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim: Looks like u got problem, how can I help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes A, B and C will accept the offered help and sometimes not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-699371864646064067?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/699371864646064067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=699371864646064067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/699371864646064067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/699371864646064067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-says-my-comic-help.html' title='Fun says, &quot;My Comic - Help.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-5270893278595405379</id><published>2008-01-17T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:43:04.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faker love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fake love'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "Which is the faker love?"</title><content type='html'>In a previous post, I said that it is very hard to find true love. True love and fake love is not 2 mutually exclusive and distinctive element. There can exist a situation where there is a mixture of true love and fake love together. Therefore, it is important to identify the faker love. So that we can avoid being a faker lover who do not know how to value true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's two scenario for you to identify the faker love:&lt;br /&gt;1) A person who helps other people to gain selfish happiness of being the greater man, fulfilling his ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A person who helps other people to gain selfish material gain, fulfilling his materialistic desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you think is the faker love and which is the truer love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-5270893278595405379?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5270893278595405379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=5270893278595405379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5270893278595405379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/5270893278595405379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-says-which-is-faker-love.html' title='Fun says, &quot;Which is the faker love?&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3578791003357814936.post-4705042768582745084</id><published>2008-01-07T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:23:48.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Fun says, "A Fake Love."</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've read up a little bit of human psychology. I found out that human beings are only motivated by two factors, 1) towards pleasure, 2) away from pain. Anything else is totally uncapable of motivating human to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking through my own life and all the actions I've made, none of them is not motivated by any of these 2. Therefore, I come to a conclusion, there's no such thing as love. Or is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there actually is love. True love occurs in only one condition. When no pleasure or pain is involved. However, is there such a condition? I have no idea. Maybe my study ahead of me will give me an answer to this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3578791003357814936-4705042768582745084?l=funsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4705042768582745084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3578791003357814936&amp;postID=4705042768582745084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4705042768582745084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3578791003357814936/posts/default/4705042768582745084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funsays.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-says-fake-love.html' title='Fun says, &quot;A Fake Love.&quot;'/><author><name>MW Fun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005636059150719330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxaXG_s6r8/TXx3VYNAp0I/AAAAAAAAADE/3vwgI59cta4/s220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
