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I AM GOING CRAZY AS THE WORLD CUP 2010 IS COMING!

Every 4 years, billions of people focus on one country. This summer, one secret continent never reached. Sadness and happiness, glory and dream, this is the world cup! This is South Africa! Let’s hurrah for them!

Just like the advertizing slogan of South Africa TV: Make sure you can say, I was here! But I can not say it as I can not go there to see my idols and enjoy the crazy fans party. It’s really a pity! In the street I can see many different kinds of advertising, such as the Pepsi: Man can take anything except the taste of diet cola, until now, Pepsi-Max, the first style of cola, for man! The wigs: you are amazing wearing our wigs, lace wigs, full lace wigs, full lace front wigs…

Let’s share the theme music of FIFA World Cup South Africa 2010 quietly:

I swear to tell the truth

The whole truth and nothing but the truth

I said

Right hand high, tell a lie

I didn’t know that I hurt her, I didn’t know she is crying,

I didn’t know that it was killing this low

In your honor she keep saying I ain’t love her

Can’t say I ain’t try

But I guess my love wasn’t good enough

I guess I’m guilty for wanting to be up in the club

I guess I’m guilty cause girls always want to show me love

I guess I’m guilty for leaving and having a little fun

Girl I’m guilty for that girl Im guilty, Don’t take me to jail

I did nothing to her, gave everything to her

For that, Don’t take me to jail

I ain’t gonna cry while you make me do the time

Your honor she accused me of cheating

It was all in her thinking, She gon believe what she want to

So what the hell am I gon do

Turn my life around, it aint going down

She know bout the life I live why she crying now

This sh-t is so silly to me but I plead that

I guess I’m guilty for wanting to be up in the club

I guess I’m guilty cause girls always want to show me love

I guess I’m guilty for leaving and having a little fun

Girl I’m guilty for that girl

I’m guilty

Dear girl, I’m sorry that I can not stay with you cause I need to watch the World Cup, I’m guilty!

If I a rich man,

I will learn to be an ingenious cook, and staying besides the table with my family and enjoying my cookery.

If I am a rich man,

I will buy 100 years of happiness and safety for my parents, as I hope my parents will live a better life when they are older.

If I am a rich man,

I will donate much of the money to contribute in education and let more and more Chinese children receive advanced education;

If I am a rich man,

I will invent in treatment of incurable diseases to save more patients and protect the happiness of more families.

If I am a rich man,

I will build a tremendously strong empire and get avoid of the violence and unharmonious aspects in this world.

If I am a rich man,

I will place investment in a basketball team in order to improve the level of CBA.

If I am a rich man,

I will build the bridges connecting all the continents in this world so that we can travel in other countries and we can also promote our communication to make the whole world as a village.

If I am a rich man,

I will expand my desire of Platonic love for all the young people.

If I am a rich man,

I will exchange thousands of lace wigs for myself and show different me to the world as I don’t want to be murdered one day.

But if I am a rich man,

I will not invest in Chinese football unless I want to give up all my desires above.

Let’s pray for Chinese football!

This morning, Len’s Mom appears on the path in the fields, wearing a fashionable pink sweater and even full lace front wigs. Those lovely farmers working there all can not stop laughing at her. Just like a super star appears in this countryside, but Len’s Mom is merely a local farmer.

That’s a truth: Len’s Mom is already over 45 aged, and she cut her shiny black hair replaced by lace wigs. There is no doubt that the villagers would laugh at her mock hair and heavy make-up. She doesn’t care what they say and what they do and keep on doing her farm work as usual. And she will still greet everyone with happy smile, even though they all hate her secretly.

Len’s father died when she was very young and only Mon raised her up. Fortunately, Len is a very good girl. She graduates from a famous college and find a good job in a private company in urban place. She does very well in her job and the company buys her an auto-car as an encouragement. Many people are pursuing her as she is really easygoing and \of high quality, but she refuses all of them as she hopes to find a proper man for her mother first.

In the cuckoo season, Len’s Mom is picked up to Nanjing city by advanced auto-car. And the villagers abuse her in public so rudely. And in the summer season, Len’s Mom comes back with her husband. They are willing to do some investments in this countryside, cultivating livestock. This business is strongly supported by the local government and developed very fast. A year later, the villagers all become much richer.

During the celebrating party, Len’Mom is still wearing that previous wigs and expressing her thanks to everyone. The villagers sitting there appreciate what she has done and the image of Len’Mom is very charming, beautiful and easygoing right now, even her full lace wigs is so shiny.

“Honey, I love you, I will make you the happiest bride in this world.”

“I want to stay with you only, forever.”

…..

“Why, why, why you did this to me, I already have our baby, I hate you, you are such a suck up!” She cut her hair desperately and kills her baby, paralyzed staying in the corner, weeping for the baby who dies before coming to this world.

“Be dressed! Don’t tell me that woman ever dressed in her life. She stood in the middle of the room while her bonne—no, her husband—it must have been a man—threw her clothes at her. She then did her cheap lace wigs with her fingers, and rubbed her bra under the bed. I know she did, as well as if I had assisted at the orgy.”

Who is she? A good question to begin with. She is just a creature. There were at least half-a-dozen men round her, and she appeared to be going to sleep in their midst.

She is called the Blooding Rose. Every night, men would call her name and ask for service. She doesn’t refuse to serve for anyone, old & young, ugly & handsome, dirty & inspected; Men suck her juice and she sucks men’s body, this is just an exchange of demands and supply. She is look like a money hunter but men hunt her body, her soul.

Tonight I meet her in the nightclub, and I also call her to serve for me. She steps closely with wriggling her body, cold and revolting. I can’t see anything true on her but the real lace wigs, she smokes in my hair and does the lap dance in front of me. I feel very frustrated and crazy. But I see the blood drops in her heart, I can not control myself, and I got the impulse to drag her body and tear her disgusting wigs for black women. Son of bitch!

If you are so interested in the question who is her husband? Go and call God, this man should be convicted to a death sentence. He should be in the hell.

I would rather save my wife and our child with my death. God, please forgive me!