i can has love poems?!
Weird stuff I found on-line: the love poem generators. Here’s my take:
From the love poem generator 1:
Your skin glows like the durian, blossoms thorny as the lalang in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your violin voice and leaps like a ayam at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great penguin wing.
I am comforted by your panties that I carry into the twilight of Osamabeams and hold next to my nosehole.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sirap.
As my tetek falls from my bra, it reminds me of your George Bush.
In the quiet, I listen for the last snore of the day.
My heated ketiak leaps to my scarf. I wait in the moonlight for your secret elephant so that we may hump as one, ketiak to ketiak, in search of the magnificient black and mystical oasis of love.
From the love poem generator 2:
This night I shall dream of your bedazzling orange hair and hyena-eyes.
Wrapped in echoes of your mellifluous tetek-music,
I long to sip from your watermelon lips.
In my dreams, we fly on the exquisite winged tomato of blueness — skimming vast continents of buntuts and rabbits.
The depths of all the oceans of the universe shall never separate our guavas.
Brilliant as wankinging potatos, the seas greet us from afar.
In the twilight we feast on chocolate-coated pandas and tender pendatang haram hearts of love
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our quacking love chimes from our hong kong feets.
I press the crack that you wear around your neck against my buntut-muffin so that our guavas melt into one.
You will always be my little Delilah-cakes face, the hyena of my own wankinging eye of love.
Hey look, on my way to becoming Lord Bryan 
Got this from Daniel, they made it for The Star’s Drive For Food contest. I wasn’t even aware of the contest, but apparently you need to shoot a video on any food/ restaurant under 1 minute. Here they are pimping the Damansara Village Steamboat Restaurant.
Eat steamboat can strike lottery and win overseas holidays, lmao!!
OK, I read dem. I can toss cookiez?
…and I think it’s Lord Byron.
ahAHAHAHA, that bryan thing is a joke…… right?? 0_0
GS: It is indeed! maybe female version is brYan
Chen: noes. i can has greatness too!
Female version is brYan?? Hmmmmmm…… meaning a man but inspire to be woman? Hmmm
Your skin glows like the Peach, blossoms Smelly as the Kangaroo Paw in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your Glockenspeil voice and leaps like a Poodle at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great Galah wing.
I am comforted by your Tennis Shoe that I carry into the twilight of Housebeams and hold next to my Uvula.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of Sulfuric Acid.
As my Eustrachian Tube falls from my Death Mask, it reminds me of your Table.
In the quiet, I listen for the last Fart of the day.
My heated Cerebral Cortex leaps to my Football Sock. I wait in the moonlight for your secret Washing DC so that we may Scream as one, Cerebral Cortex to Cerebral Cortex, in search of the magnificient Violet and mystical Orange of love.
I may never have to write another haiku ever again!
Your skin glows like the ripe papaya, blossoms sipek sweet as the bunga manggar in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your Doreamon voice and leaps like a badak sumbu at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great gagak wing.
I am comforted by your boxers that I carry into the twilight of bulanbeams and hold next to my bontot.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of love juice.
As my long John falls from my sarong, it reminds me of your afro.
In the quiet, I listen for the last moan of the day.
My heated tongkat ali leaps to my birthday suit. I wait in the moonlight for your secret keriau so that we may belongs as one, tongkat ali to tongkat ali, in search of the magnificient pink and mystical bong of love.
I is scared.
update your blog???
THANK YOU PAUL! finally someone says it.
UPDATE PLEASE!
internet at home fucked la
I’ll give it a go. Ahem - ahem…
Roses are #FF0000
Violets are #0000FF
All my base
Are belong to you
:=)
Cheers,
Ted