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    Posted on: Wednesday, December 27, 2006
    Posted at: 11:45 PM
    BIMBOS
    Daddy was watching wrestling on tv just now. I hate the show, for so many reasons. No reason for me to like it.

    Anyway, I made my daddy speechless.

    "Daddy, they real hit or fake?"
    "Fake lah. Tv leh."
    "Ooo. Really."

    Few mintues later, 2 guys were hit by chairs. I assume their skulls had cracked or something, they were bleeding like hell.

    "Daddy, didn't you say they are faking it? So why are they bleeding?"
    "Huh? Dunno."
    "Obviously it can't be fake, even though the colour of that blood looks too bright. They looked weak."
    "Hahaha, yah. Show mah."
    "So this time is fake as well?"
    "I think it's not fake lah."
    "Then why are you still watching? Didn't you very much object to violence? And yet you can enjoy it so much. Besides, you just said they were faking it, so why is this real?"

    And daddy couldn't find anything to say.
    Contradiction.

    I seriously think the people in this show is pathetic, really. The guys go around whacking people, or being whacked, to earn money. Maybe they really are faking it, but I don't think they do that all the time.
    And the people who sits there commenting, when the whoel thing gets overboard, they sit there and scream, "Ohmygod!" instead of doing anything. Such a wimp. I bet they are scared of being whacked. Some of the referees also.
    QiNeng said the guys who wrestles do it because of their passion, and they were professionally trained. But still, no guarantee that they won't suffer serious injuries.

    And the girls, or should I call them BIMBOS instead. What do they think they are? Sashaying around guys, and cat-fighting. They are, what I call, whores who earn alot more, and get publicity.
    High-class whores, maybe. But, no difference whatsoever.
    Now, I seriously don't know why they should do that? Can't they just find a decent job? I don't see any passion in being a bitch, or cat-fighting in front of millions of people. That's shameful.
    Like, they totally deserves a slap on each side of their cheeks. Maybe even more.

    I won't do it, even if you pay me a million dollars. Immoral.

    -

    Training tomorrow. Hope nothing goes wrong!