Remember this crazy mime of Torn? This is a full song version of the mime also by the same Johann Lipowitz… complete with appearance of Natalie Imbruglia.
I love it! 
Hahaha this is classic!
Johann, whose real name is David Armand, is also part of Comedy Central’s sketch The Hollow Men.
ROFLMFAO!!!
(Just added) Everyone’s a Lawyer
Silly but interesting commercial stint that has been going on in Singapore for the past months. Effective? Well it did catch much attention with some weak attempts to humor, which was quickly replaced by just curiosity… WHAT the F%#K is that?
So what the f%#k are Anything and Whatever? One is a fuzzly carbonated drink that taste like diluted Sprite with a drop of lemon essence while the other is a weakly tea/fruit flavored artifical non-carbonated drink that taste more artificial than new water.
Tried the drinks once… both of them… and had to get another can of Coke to wash them down. No, I exaggerated. It’s not that bad. But with so many choices of beverage to wash down food with, this somehow does not catch enough of my interest to even want to try again. I’d much take a can of Fanta orange that we all drowned ourselves with during CNY.
And what’s with the names? They’re catchy just coz these are most commonly answers. Seems more like a sarcastic joke onpeople who can’t make up their mind.
But enjoy the commercial stints anyway.
Nothing cracks me up more than a mime version of the song ‘Torn’ by Natalie Imbruglia. LMFHOL
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know, don’t seem to care what your heart is for
But I don’t know him anymore
... I don’t care, I have no luck, I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things that I can’t touch, I’m tornI’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn. torn.
Other crazy karaoke around the world:
The Dormintary Boys (åŽèˆç”·ç”Ÿ), Wei Wei and Huang Yi Xin, made it big with this song on their webcam, with over million of hits on the internet. They even made it to the stage. Now there are so many copycats around the world imitating their concept.
2 Crazy Korean Girls. Another one of my favorite. Really CRAZY!!!
We were at Adam’s Road Food Centre yesterday for lunch when we came across this weird style of parking.
Step 1: Cut the “Step”... gostan
1: Blog in point form
2: Say only the necessary
3: Post pictures instead of words
4: Do not go beyond three four 4 points
Now how big can my mouth opens… aaaaaaah~
“Here they are, Ladies & Gentlemen… I hereby present to you the Best Movies in Hollywood & Bollywood over the years… Starring the winners and nominees for Best Actors and Best Actresses blahblahblah… ”
(Click on the posters for larger images)
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These are the posters my company D&D committee had appointed me “Art Director” to do the ‘morphing’ work of employees’ faces to real movie posters. (I have no idea why they call it morph when true morphing involves animated change of faces). Not all are of professional standard, but we sure got a good laugh out of ‘em. Responses were mixed with colleagues not recognizing themselves, suspense when some are trying to name who’s who, and the “Hey!!! I didn’t realize I can look that good (... or bad)” reactions.
Overall, the works were not that hard but just time consuming, so I didn’t exactly put 100% effort on them. Why should I? Why should I slog an hour each night Mon-Fri after work for a week, 5 hours each day Sat-Sun for TWO weekends, making my wife feel neglected, and they are after all only for FUN. No monetary reward. No recognition to help my career in anyway. Then I thought again that I’m still happy in the end that everyone enjoyed it. It’s still worth the effort when the posters can leave a legacy that can help remind everyone the TRUE definition of FUN with this company they can never find in another organization. I’m happy it helps make this last company D&D a memorable one…
Schweetiee… see what I meant? They’re not that hard to do. It’s the coordination of what movie posters and whose faces to fit nicely that took most of my time doing them.
Oh! Btw… can anyone find me in the posters? (Clue: “Mode. Edna Mode… Cricketing of cannons ... and guest.”)
His name is Don…
His name is Drew…
And when you listen to Don & Drew…
there is something you can do.
Come and sit wif us today
Lots of instrumental plays
Or just listen to our stupid games…
I’ll do my hair like Zoe Tay
It’s amazing radio
He’s Eurasian…
He’s Angmoh…
Don-don-don-don-don-don-don & Drew…
My lil’ sis Annie intro’d this podcast site of two local radio clowns to me earlier this week. Producers of wacky tunes made out of some siao-lang requests, Don & Drew are having their podcast aired on 98.7FM radio shows every Sunday 4-5pm. From their Mutton song to the death metal remix of “Stand Up For Singapore”, each broadcast/podcast simply cracks me up even after a heavy day of monotonous work at the office.
Give it a GO!
A friend whom I’ve shown this site to yesterday suggested that I could post something about my little known nickname I got from our company president a few years back. I was taken aback and thought it was really embarrassing and wasn’t really funny at first. But today while thinking back how it happened, I decided that such jokes are meant to be remembered as classics hence I should pen it down as a blog post.
It all happened during the first time our president, Mr. P, being a fatherly figure to most of us working close to him, decided to bring a group of us out for a drink after work. Since it was the first time out with the biggest shot of the office for most of us, we weren’t sure if the drinks we order would clash with Mr. P’s mood for wine. In the end most of us simply order what we are most comfortable with. I ordered for myself a bottle of Guiness Stout.
TOK! TOK! TOK! What I heard and saw next was somebody knocking his finger on the wooden table to demonstrate how hard that finger sounded. This was done with all eyes in my direction and chuckles followed. Darn, was I embarrassed when I realized what that meant. Especially in front of people I just started working with for not too long.
“Man, you sure know where you ‘stand’ in here,” commented Mr. P and there were more chuckles.
“This guy has been so quiet in the office I wouldn’t have noticed him until he picked up his Guiness today. I didn’t know you were a Stout man, Allen. Now let me show you how you should introduce yourself when in a party. After so-and-so introduced themselves “Hi. I’m so-and-so…”, you’d should be holding a bottle of Guiness just like this one and say…
Hi! I’m Hornywait for reaction
... and that’s not my name.”
Laughter filled the air around the table. My face and ears turned really red, and it wasn’t due to the alcohol. I became the famous Mr. Horny overnight. And subsequently whenever we went out for drinks after hours, I never ordered Guiness in front of Mr. P again.
