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    Tuesday, November 23, 2004

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    jayman bertanya kepada bapanya...

    jayman: pak, betul ke make love tu best?
    bapak: haah, samalah best macam kamu korek hidung kamu!
    jayman: tapi betul ke org pompuan lagi rasa best?
    bapak: kalo kamu korek hidung, hidung kamu ke jari kamu yang rasa best?
    jayman: tapi kenapa org pompuan tak suka diperkosa?
    bapak: kalo kamu jalan2, tetiba ada org nak korek hidung kamu... kamu suka tak?!
    jayman: betul ke tak boleh buat tu masa datang bulan?
    bapak: kalo hidung kamu berdarah, kamu nak korek jugak ke?!
    jayman: kenapa org lelaki tak suka buat tu pakai kondom?
    bapak: kamu suka tak korek hidung masa pakai sarung tangan?!
    jayman: waaahhh... bapak ni pandailah!
    bapak : ehm.............(tersenyum sendiri)

    this is nice, educating and.. nasty.. ahahha


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