Why Would I Write

  • Gig #5

    You may be thinking– 5? Where was 4?
    Well gig no.4 was actually at the indie fest inconjuction with the cyber games festival a few weeks ago, I played the open mic stage, and well, turn out was minimal- meaning the random people who walked past the stage and the people I brought along with me. haha (thanks for coming guys)

    I got to play like 10+ songs I think, which was tiring. Anyway, this Sunday I’ll be performing at the Doppelganger open mic again.. so come along! Bring your friends! Tell everyone you know!

    I’m gonna be upstaged by the awesome acts who come on after me (which is a good thing haha) so if you’re not gonna go watch me (aww :'() come check out the main acts instead. Here are the details:

    (taken from The Doppelganger Blog)

    Doppelganger Open Stage Open Mic
    presents an evening of Klang Valley Acoustic Music & Readings

    27 July 2008

    Featuring
    REZA SALLEH
    JASEMAINE GAN
    ANAM
    + READINGS BY JASMINE LOW
    + OPEN MIC

    Entry: RM20 incl. drink
    Venue: 4A, Lrg Yap Kwan Seng (just behind Nasi Padang Restaurant – Puti Bungsu)
    To perform, sms Jaz @ 017 sixtwothree 0288.

    You can also contact me on msn/facebook/sms for more details. geowongyt@hotmail.com

    See you guys there 🙂

  • The follies of owning a 17 year old car.

    So the other day my car battery died again. And I was inspired to draw this comic.

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  • Motorbikes (are the ultimate gay machine)

    The other day I was thinking to myself, if I ever sat on the back of my buddy’s bike while he was driving, I would get a hard on just to fuck around with him. I’d think about sex and naked girls and he would be like “hey! what the fuck is that pressing against my ass?”

    And then I’d whisper gay shit into his ears and put my arms around his waist real tight.

    When we ride on a smooth highway, I would rock back and forth as if we were on a bumpy road instead. And he would feel my boner in his rear.

    At traffic lights, I’ll make sure that other people are looking while I massage his nipples and slide my hands down to his thighs and moan out loud ‘Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…’

    When cops stop us, I’ll tell them that he’s my boyfriend.

    I can’t believe I came up with all that while I was bored in the car. Traffic jams bring out the creativity in people 😀

    Speaking of motorbikes, I think that their helmets are so not sexy. Is it possible to kiss when two people have motorbike helmets on? I’m talking about those safety full face covering helmets, not those skull caps. Maybe if both of them had long tongues. That’s some food for thought.