USM75 Dinner on 1st September 2010

This is an update.

The new venue for the dinner now is:

Restaurant Gold Dragon City
No.14-17, Jalan 20/16A, Paramount Garden, Petaling Jaya
Tel: 03 7876 4633


The time is 7.30 pm.

Those confirmed attending are:

Liew Man Lin
Chin Swee Pin
Chan Yau Kok
Ooi Say Chuan
Toh Chee Kiang
Tan Lee Kiang
Tan Ah Kew
Heng Jee Heng
Tan Kooi Ming
Lee Saik Tat
Chia Kwang Chye
Bernard Yeo
Yeoh Gim Ooi
T. Bala
Jenny Tan

USM Dinner on 1st September

We will be having a dinner on 1st September 2010 since Man Lin is back.

It will likely be held in a nyonya restaurant called Tanjong Bungah in SS2,Petaling Jaya.

I will confirm the details later.

An Arab & A Jew...

THIS WILL GIVE YOU THE GUFFAWS!

 An Arab needed a heart transplant, but prior to the surgery the doctors needed to store his blood type in case the need arises.  
 
 Because the gentleman had a rare type of blood, it couldn't be found locally. So the call went out to a number of countries. Finally, a Jew was located who had the same blood type and who was willing to donate his blood to the Arab.  
 
 After the surgery, the Arab sent the Jew a thank-you card for giving his blood along with an expensive diamond and a new Rolls Royce car as a token of his appreciation.  
 
 Unfortunately, the Arab had to go through a corrective surgery once again. His doctors called the Jew who was more than happy to donate his blood again, believing he will receive more gifts from the Arab again.  
 
 After the second surgery, the Arab sent the Jew a Thank You card and a box of Almond Roca sweets.  
 
 The Jew was shocked to see that the Arab this time did not acknowledge the Jew's kind gesture in the same way as he had done the first time.  
 
 So he phoned the Arab and asked him why he had expressed his appreciation in not a very generous manner.  
 
 The Arab replied: "Ya Habibi !!, (Dear Friend) you have to remember, I have Jewish blood now!"

The Total Eclipse of Communication

We need to thank Manlin for sending me this.

I like this mis-communication.

The Pizza Delivery Boy

Here is to the impulsive show-off.

What a day for the pizza delivery boy.

Made his day,did'nt it, Harry?

Three Kick Rule

Intelligence in motion. This is it!

This is the story of the Three Kick Rule.

"A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural North Cowra . He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell int o a farmer's field on the other side of a fence.

As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.

The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."

The old farmer Peter replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."

The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial lawyers in Australia and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."

The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes in North Cowra . We settle small disagreements like this with the 'Three Kick Rule.'

The lawyer asked, "What is the 'Three Kick Rule'?"

The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, I get to go first. I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up."

The lawyer quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.

The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel-toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees!

His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.

Summoning every bit of his will and remaining strength the lawyer very slowly managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old fart. Now it's my turn."

The old farmer smiled and said, "Nah, I give up. You can have the duck."

When you are educated, you'll believe only half of what you hear.

When you're intelligent, you know which half!

Crazy Globalisation

And that is how crazy globalisation can be.......

A definition of globalization that I can understand and to which I now can relate:

Question:

What is the truest definition of Globalization? 

Answer:Princess Diana's death.

Question:

How come?

Answer :

An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French tunnel,riding in a German car with a Dutch engine, drivenby a Belgian who was drunk  on Scottish whisky, followed closely by ItalianPaparazzi, on Japanese motorcycles, treatedby an American doctor,using Brazilian medicines.

This is sent to you by  an Indian, using  American Bill Gates' technology, and you're probably reading this on your computer, that uses Taiwanese chips,and  a Korean monitor,  assembled by Bangladeshi workers  in a Singapore plant, transported by Pakistani truck drivers, hijacked by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,  and trucked to you by Mexican illegals......

That, my friends, is  Globalization