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The "sang pou"

April 30, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 2 Comments →

Some badges that Daniel F gave me for taking him to eat the delicious sang pou

The sang pou (non-halal)

So, this morning went breakfast somewhere near Fook Kee (Aman Puri). They wanna eat “sang pou” and I ordered yesterday nite. Yes, you have to pre-order so that the restaurant will cook for you.

The shop sells sang pou and bak kut teh. Only sang pou gotta pre-order. 8 of us went. The Lees, Yea Chern couple, Daniel F, Ken, Teh Tow Kay and myself. Quite a heavy breakfast. Its like we’re having lunch.

This is all about pork. Yummy. The bak kut teh they serve there are quite nice too. After breakfast, I’m back home typing this article now. They rest of them going to Ulu Yam waterfalls for picnic. I wanted to go too but already promised my colleagues to go for paintball game at Kuang this afternoon. The mudtrekker’s place.

Joga Bonito

April 29, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →

Eric “The King” Cantona.

http://www.nikefootball.com.my/plugins/wc06_jogatvhtml/index.html?jogatv,2

Plan your journey

April 29, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →


Ok, I ain’t talking bout journey to the centre of the Earth or some trip to exotic tropical island retreats.

Its about Samy Vellu and Co. I want you all to plan you trip wisely and don’t end up stucked in a jam somewhere in Kepong in the middle of the night. If you’re coming from LDP, Sri Damansara, Sg Buloh…. all vehicles will be diverted to Fook Kee (Aman Puri), Taman Ehsan and FRIM. If you’re coming from Jinjang & Selayang, you will be diverted to the Kepong Baru Catholic Church (Jesus Caritas at the old roundabout)… to make u-turn to Maluri/Manjalara. If you’re coming from KL to Sri Damansara/Sg Buloh, it will be wise to use the Segambut way (Tan Chong factory/ Goh Ban Huat toilet bowl specialist) and or the Kuarters Kerajaan/Kensington Park way.

The surviving fishes

April 27, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 3 Comments →

Atrica, these are the remaining drain fishes that survived the recent water contamination in the Klang Valley. I’ve got anti-chlorine for them. Apart from the fish food (floating pellet), I fed them with whatever insects I can catch in my house. Those “flying water ants” (ants that flew away from the nest before heavy rain), mosquitoes, black/red ants, whatever creepy crawlies. One of them is growing healthily almost to the size of a lighter. Gotta window shop for a slightly bigger tank soon.

The fishes are forever hungry. I also gave them constant torture. You see the Carlsberg can behind the tank? Yeah, I’m brewing some stale beer for them. I will pour into the tank soon. Let the CO2 in the beer to go off first. Haha.

By the way, I think you will ask me why there’s so many rocks in the tank. I collected it from the contaminated river at Templer’s Park. Went there last Sunday with Daniel F. I use it to trap the shits so that the shits won’t be flying around in the water.

http://endroo.blogspot.com/2006/03/death-of-drain-fish.html

From Zimbabwe with love

April 27, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →

Yo, this is great, man. Ng, thanks. I love that Berkeley. Among all the brand you’ve brought…. Berkeley is the best…. even that Madison also not that good. At least, Berkeley’s taste is somewhat similar to Peter Stuyvesant. Anyway, its just a matter of preference.

How much does a pack of Berkeley cost in Zimbabwe ?? Zim$3,000,000.00 ??? Usually, how much papers do you carry in your wallet..err.. I mean your briefcase ?

So, this Embassy is from Malawi eh. Some sort of higher grade cigarettes? Good. If your counterpart (that Malawian) wanna trade some cigarettes for Oreo The Biscuits…. I can load some for you the next time you’re flying back there. He want some keropok cap tiga kaki (three leg brand) ??

In case some of you readers don’t know what the fuck is Madison, here’s a link :>>

http://endroo.blogspot.com/2006/02/bat.html

The banner story again

April 25, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 5 Comments →


A new banner I saw. Maybe it is from the same people who put up the earlier one. See : >>

http://endroo.blogspot.com/2006/03/fuck-all-disgraced-fucking-ulamas.html

The banner says : We don’t want RM40,000,000.00 (40 M) of our taxpayers’ money be use to repair the Middle Ring Road II (MRR2) for the third (3rd) time !

al-Fatihah

April 23, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →

Tun Ghafar Baba’s gone this morning. May his soul rest in peace.

The diss of the week

April 21, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 6 Comments →

Sorry for not posting for almost a week. Been doing some reading… yeah, you guessed it right. That nigga’s book.

So… anything happened ? Yeah. I dissed a bloody bitch yesterday. Car owner of Toyota Vios bearing Malaysian registration number BHW7689. A bitch named Yeow Geik Foong. She’s a customer to Aviva Insurance. I was supposed to inspect her car at this UMW Toyota (Section 19) PJ last Saturday. The motherfuckers who run the insurance claim department at Toyota PJ, a Steven Lee and a Faridah… were too busy to attend me. Worse, Steven told me they gonna close shop soon and Saturday they won’t attend adjusters. It was 11.00am. So, what to do?! I left.

Went there again on Monday morning and again those motherfuckers put me in waiting list. I was like, Shit, lets get the fuck out of here. Fuck them. Curse them.

The next day, my colleague Louis went. He managed to survey one of the two cars we got to survey, after waited for an hour. Another car was still with the owner/insured (the bitch).

That afternoon, I received a call from the claims manager of Aviva… asking me what the fuck are we doing.. why haven’t we survey the fucking car. I was like, What the fuck, the car is still with the owner and the motherfuckers at Toyota PJ don’t give a fuck to me and made me waited for nothing. The the claims manager asked me to settle the case as the owner was making noise to the agent and his boss.. perhaps. Got the contact number from him.

So, then I called the fucking bitch. She asked, she’ll be sending her car to Toyota Section 19 PJ tomorrow morning (Thursday) at 8.30am. I was like, What?! 8.30am? It will be so fucking jammed. So tried to con her to send in the car at around 10.00am because I got an appointment somewhere and she started to make noise. She said she’s a salesperson and gotta go to work early and she have to ask her colleague to send her to office etc etc. She’s scheduled for a chemo this weekend (I hope she having some malignant cancer and die the sooner the better) and she wanna settle her car as soon as possible. She need to send the car to Toyota Section 19 PJ for the claims officer to prepare an estimation of the spare parts, labours, and documentions. She also told that after the survey, she would send the car to Toyota Sg Rasah Klang to carry out the repair work. I was ok at that time. Fine. No choice but to be there at 8.30am.

I reach the fucking workshop, Toyota Section 19 PJ at 8.28am and waited for her. Asked the motherfuckers if that bitch have arrive and they said no. Ok. Had some coffee and biscuits. Read 50 Cent’s book. Fag.

Then, it was 9.30 and still she haven’t called. I was like, What the fuck, she haven’t reached?! I then called her and she told me she’s already in the claims officer’s office. Then as we talked on the phone, I walked to the claims motherfuckers desk and I saw only a bayi* dude sitting in front of Steven. Faridah was nowhere in sight. Then I asked the bitch, are you sure you at the office ??? She said yes. I thought there’s another office behind the workshop. So ok lar. She said she will come out to the car at the parking place in a moment. Then I walked outside the building. Ok. I waited her there. Hung up. I scanned around the viccinity and her car was not around. I started to fear that she may have gone to Toyota Sg Rasah Klang. So I called her again to confirm shits.

I asked her where the fuck are you, I’m standing in front of the main entrance. She said she was standing at the main entrance too. But where the fuck ? Then I asked her immediately, where the fuck are you… Toyota Klang or Toyota PJ ???????? She said Klang. Puki-tiang. Then I started to get angry and raised my voice. You told me yesterday to meet at PJ and you’re now at Klang. Throw you mother’s old shoe. She said she told me its Klang. I was to cross to hear teh shits she was saying. I told her that I will ask my colleague to survey her car at Klang. He’s on the way to Klang. After that, I called my colleague and told him about the shit, gave him the bitch’s number and asked him to call her straightaway.

Moments later, colleague called back telling me that the bitch was on her way back to PJ. I thought, who cares? Went to Land Rover to survey a Discovery and the bitch called up. She said she already at Toyota PJ. Ok, I told her to wait till I finish my survey and I’ll go there again. She fucked my mood up by telling that she gotta be hurry. She need to fetch her son, whoever shit…. at 11.00am. It was 10.08am. I told her I’ll be there the soonest I can settle my shit here.

When I got back there at Toyota PJ, she’s not there. I called her and asked where the fuck was her and she told me that she can’t wait, gotta go fetch her son, gotta take medication, this shit that shit. How soon will she be able to reach here ? Where the fuck does she stays? She told she’s staying in SS2 and can be there in 15 minutes. Ok. But I waited for 30 fucking minutes. I was so mad I called her that I’m getting the fuck out of there. No fuck. I don’t give a shit. She told that “by the way, my agent told me that I don’t need to go there anymore”. I dissed her and hung up before she could even say a shit out. I wished she should’ve had heart problem and get a cardiac arrest in this situation and get the fuck to six feet under.

An hour later, received a call from my manager telling me that she don’t want me to survey her car and complained about me to the fucking agent and that damned agent complained to the claims manager in Aviva and the claims manager so happen in a meeting with my manager. Luckily my manager and this claims manager understand my fucking situation. They would’ve diss the bitch too if they were in my shoes. My manager talked to me nicely and asked me to pass the case to someone else. I was more than happy.

So, my dear readers here, if you ever gotta or should I say wanna claim motor insurance, LEAVE YOUR FUCKING CAR AT THE WORKSHOP !! Don’t drive the car around after an accident and hope everything will be done (I mean your insurance claim) fast. You gotta leave the car at the workshop for them to prepare estimation (quoatation). Adjusters will be there very soon to survey your fucking car the next day after receiving assignment from the insurance company. At this point, if you’re trying to make adjusters’ life hard, then you’re wrong. You’re delaying the fucking claim process. If you’ve got no other car to use and gotta rely on the same car for transportation, don’t take the risk of driving your car minus the bumpers (if damaged).

I hope that bitch will die soon.

* bayi (baa-yee) - refers to the Benggali race.

Good Friday

April 14, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 3 Comments →

whew… what a heavy downpour the whole afternoon. Somewhere must have been flooded. Went to church in Kepong Baru for the Good Friday mass.

It surely rains on Good Friday.

The nerdy geeky look

April 13, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 3 Comments →

Fuck. My hair have grown too long that I’ve got no other choice than to comb it . Wanted to do “currypuff” but its not long enough. Centre-parted it. Now everyone tell me why I looked like a cinabeng nerd/geek. Shit.

Gotta go for a hair cut this coming weekend.

50 Cent : From Pieces to Weight

April 11, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 2 Comments →



He has the beats that keep you moving in the club and the hooks you can’t resist singing along to, but you best believe the true key to Curtis “50 Cent” Jackson’s popularity lies with his candidness— he lives to speak his mind. There hasn’t been an MC this forthcoming since Tupac. Over the past three years, it seems 50 has revealed everything about his life, whether it be in lyrics, interviews, or onstage. So what else could 50 possibly offer to the public when his autobiography hits shelves? In “From Pieces to Weight,” 50 takes the reader every step of the way on the journey of a boy being molded into the man who’s set up shop in the headlines like a hustler on the block. For the first time, Fif addresses his fears, shows a side of his early family life and recounts how as a teenager he learned the ins and outs of the drug hustle — and that’s just in the first half of the book. In an MTV exclusive, we’re presenting five excerpts from 50’s autobiography before it hits stores. Prepare to ride shotgun.

Above are some introduction from MTV. Man, I finally bought this book at MPH just now. Ggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg Unit !! G Unit.

No Pain No Gain

April 09, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 3 Comments →

the G taking an Eric Cantona move

Lee taking a Rooney’s move

Ken taking a 3 point shot (bottom left)
Yea Chern still nursing his pain, looked to the lens

The bag keeper, Nicole (bottom right)
MC punctured (upper right)
Yea Chern was given some first aid treatment by TTY after his leg cramped twice

No pain no gain. That’s fucking true. Now my muscles start to ache. Well, we went to play indoor soccer cum basketball this afternoon at NPNG Sports Centre at Kampung Desa Aman… near Sungai Buloh. Near the JRD Sports Rim factory. This sports centre have a paintball facility.

It was Lee’s idea and everyone agreed. Rather than endure the traffic jams to shopping centres, walking like sohai at the shopping malls on a Sunday afternoon, it’s better to sweat a bit. All 8 of us — Ken, TTY, both Daniels, MC, the Lees and myself.

Very tired now. Gonna sleep early.

Da Vinci’s code… deciphered?

April 08, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 10 Comments →


The Last Supper


Mona Lisa (Amon L’Isa)

Whoa… at last I’m back into the blog scene after almost a week in abscence. It took me 6 days to read the Da Vinci Code (Dan Brown). Man, there’s a lot of mysteries you ought to find. Many things… facts that we never know or ignored, can be learned from book. At least you have a bit of idea on what or how it works or whats going on. The Last Supper, The Mona Lisa (Amon L’isa), Madonna on the Rocks (Virgin of the Rocks), The Vitruvian Man (see left), Mary Magdalene holding a knife pointing at someone in “The Last Supper”, the uneven horizon background in “The Mona Lisa”, Sir Isaac Newton throwing the apple off the Leaning Tower of P’isa (Law of Motion?) ??, the secret messages hidden in the artworks, argh……… whole lot more. Check out the author’s official website at www.danbrown.com

1.618 = Divine Proportion (PHI)

Before this, I don’t know about the “calculation” (i flopped math papers). All organic things have a fundamental building blocks that lead to the 1.618 measurement. Find out yourself. Well, I’m goin to measure my dick after this.

All this a truth trying to be unveiled? No exact answer of it. Is the Roman Catholic faith we know today actually have a different history ? I’m lost. Mary Magdalene was a whore/prostitute we all know from the Bible. But here, they are trying to tell, She’s the wife of Jesus Christ and She is the Holy Grail altogether. The Holy Grail we all know is the Cup from which Jesus drank from during the Last Supper. Even the show “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade” depicted the Cup.

As a Catholic, I’m now lost. Which is the truth? How accurate is history itself? It is agreeable the the victorious side have the power to write history and some if not all of it, were fabricated. Yes, that I with. Losers won’t have a very chance. By the way, anyone know where I can get some nice true read about the WWII from the Nazi/German point of view?

True mind boggling shit.

Annual Dinner Lite

April 02, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 8 Comments →


Mr and Mrs Big Boss


Everyone’s walking around…


Rastafaria and his soon-to-be wife….


The Lees


Pinky


The Big Brother with his cigar…


Oh… that’s me !


Ummm, yummy. The ice cream is yummy.


The lovely couple…


Ng and his ladies….


The steamboat was great.


The cutesy chics.


The smallest table with the most occupants.


Emily censored.


The watermelon juice ambassadress.

So, the dinner was over. Many last minute “aeroplaned”. Some couldn’t attend because of Qing Ming (Chinese “all souls day”) and they gotta be back at hometowns. Here are the pictures. I don’t want to talk much about the dinner as the early part of the dinner I’m a bit pissed off with some quarters because they never cared to snap up tables when they reach first. Ok. Forget it.

Oh, the rastafari, Poon was there too with his soon-to-be wife. The 3 Brothers, this year clad in pink…. Andy Law, Chun Wei and Ah Kheng. Then there’s Lai Chuen, gobbling up the lamb chops. Tow Kay Teh couple, Serene and Emily on their own table. Chia Yee, the table hopper. Hooi Hoon and Gavin, Ng and Bee Fong. Ng was suffering some jetlag. He came back and reached KL in the morning. Lee and Nicole, bashing up sausages and lamb chops. Soon Keong, our Daniel Fong’s friend, also came along. He enjoyed the ice creams.

Me as usual, will be holding the glass of beer in hand walking here and there. By the way, you won’t see much of my picture here. Cameraman won’t be in the frame. Ha. Maybe you guys can check out Poon’s blog for the pictures.

Raging part of Malaysians (not the dick, please)

April 01, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 2 Comments →

Lately we often heard on the air (hitz.fm) that we Malaysians are polite and friendly people but not when we’re on the road. That “community service” encouraged/urged us to be more polite and friendly on the road. Don’t Rudy and JJ (the hitz.fm Morning Crews) realized that the “ad” is a bit out of place and without rationale ??

Do you think this is likely to happen anytime soon? I don’t think so. Definitely not, even in our lifetime. The angst is part of every Malaysian drivers’ instinct. The Malaysian Government in whole if I should, must be blamed for all the traffic jams caused by improper road plannings where for example, take the traffic light junctions in Ampang on the MRR2 goin into Shamelin/Pandan Indah (the architects are all clowns), corruptions which leads to problematic subsequent shits such as the MRR2 flyover cracks (FUCK SAMY VELLU), public transport that flopped (just look at the Light Rail Transit and KL Monorail and see which area they service), single occupancy vehicles (SOV), precious fuels burnt in traffic jams……. here just to name a few.

So, do you now not know why is the rage is so eminent? You should ask Samy Vellu to drive down to Kepong one day when he’s free and let him tell you the experience. Oh, did I tell anyone of you that last Wednesday… around 8.38pm, I was going to my aunty’s place in Selayang for a monthly BEC community prayer which starts at 9.00pm. I reached at 9.45pm, everyone was leaving after the prayer. The whole Kepong was in a chaos that very night. They closed the main road to repair the fucking pillars of the MRR2 flyover. Man, when I left my aunty’s place at 11.38pm… took me another precious one hour to reach home. Fuck.

All the cars were diverted into Taman Kepong (residential area) > the Kepong Baru Catholic church > to make a U-turn at the traffic light junction (previously the roundabout). Holy cow. All the prime movers with all their trailers and wares, concrete mixers, lorries, vans, motorcars, motorbikes and even bicycles were all clogged there trying to make a U-turn to Bukit Maluri. Throw your mother old shoe*, Samy.

Ok. I’m done for now. Going for dinner. Hope it’s not jammed out there right now. SMIH Annual Dinner.

Throw your mother old shoe - borrowed from the famous Kiasu film. A harsh profanity in an indirective manner. Kids, do not say this at home.