<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Sep 2024 12:59:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>woohoo</title><description></description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (cladinton)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-2106826902861406431</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-23T11:54:30.327+08:00</atom:updated><title>Best of Mr Shark Fanmail</title><description>This season.. Comes an adventure like never before...&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;ll never rest till justice is served...&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;ll never stop till the story is told...&lt;br /&gt;Salvation comes at a price...&lt;br /&gt;How far can you go.. for survival?&lt;br /&gt;How deep can you dig... for your life?&lt;br /&gt;Fall into the traps of the wounded..&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU&#39;LL WISH THAT YOU NEVER CAME&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;THEY ARE COMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;From Mr shark publications.. Are tales from Mr Shark fans... THE COMPILATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bring you the best stories so intense you can&#39;t stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&quot;BEST OF MR SHARK FANMAIL&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;****, almost as good as porn,&quot; Yoann&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I give *****, its the bomb!&quot; Xuxu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Pika!&quot; Pikachu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;The **** is this?&quot; Miss Pufferfish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;If I had two apples, I would give this compilation one apple, then keep one for myself,&quot; Sharkfan #1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;To eat la duh,&quot; Sharkfan #1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I was like woah, then like woah, then like wooooooahh,&quot; Sharkfan #90214&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;You can kill a cockroach, but its soul still lives on,&quot; Sharkfan # 3245&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;You can give a man a fish and he can eat for a day, or you can give the man to Mr Shark, then Mr Shark can eat for a day,&quot; Sharkfan #007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-of-mr-shark-fanmail.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eKneNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-6273626993927112552</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-21T23:19:04.723+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mr shark loves you</title><description>Hi its me again, Mr Shark. However i do not have any idea where i am now due to the fact that this place does not have gps. Despite the bad news, i found an iphone on the floor and i am pretty much quite happy. AND PLEASE, I am so not going to download the app karma sutra and hot asian babes which YOANN said was the only 2 apps he had in his iphone. I cant answer the fan mails as there is limited amount of energy i have for the fans after this recent accident which happened to me while i was walking in the hemisphere. i was walking on a sunny day, minding my own business when i realise i could have walked slower abit. after this epiphany, i felt really exhausted and drained out. i totally had no energy left. and i am really struggling to c......................................................................................................askdljasdasdklalsdjalskdjalsdjkasldjlasdjasldasd&lt;br /&gt;asddddddddddddddddddddddddddgaszxvasegaqrassssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i fell asleep on the keyboard and pressed too many buttons. Now that i am awake, i am still very tired so i am going to sleep and will post again once my eagle have finish mating with another eagle and will return to help find a pigeon who can really do the job of sending my message well. SO keep a look out for this space, Live Long and prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from your most loving shark,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Shark aka Mr spock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.kapoww-t-shirts.com/product-colours/filmtv-180/live-long-prosper/live-long-sml.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.kapoww-t-shirts.com/product-colours/filmtv-180/live-long-prosper/live-long-sml.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wif ur fins.</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2010/01/mr-shark-loves-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-7171823160053511821</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 06:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-20T15:04:47.227+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Guess whose back!&lt;br /&gt;no its not mr shark. Its Mr.Shark!.... However i am not in the location which you think i am in which is not the place that i am now in cos i am currently around the northern hemisphere of the earth. And to those who say that i am gone, i am sorry to say that my blackberry(model:RAWR) is not working properly. The Wifi is dead and i can only blog via pigeons who are carrying the message to another friendly friend of mine leaving in the southern hemisphere. He will then send it to his girlfriend in the northern hemisphere again to do a check and then will send it back to me to do a final check and then i will send it back to my friend in the south who will send it to his girlfriend to send it to the kind folks at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/www.iamnothingbutapersonwholiketosendemailstothefansofmrsharkcosheis-totallyrockinganditdoesntmatterifthisurlissolongcositisnotrealbutactuallyitisreal.com&quot;&gt;www.iamnothingbutapersonwholiketosendemails-tothefansofmrsharkcosheistotallyrockinganditdoesntmatter-ifthisurlissolongcositisnotrealbutactuallyitisreal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will then post it on blogger, thus resulting in the long posts update. Thats all for now cos i have to train my eagle, cos the pigeon just got eaten up by the worm and the eagle ate the worm. so i need to train it to eat pigeons and not worm and also to send messages to my friend in the southern hemisphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;With Love and lots of hugs and teeth cos i got alot of teeth,&lt;br /&gt;Your&lt;br /&gt;best,&lt;br /&gt;most loving,&lt;br /&gt;cute,&lt;br /&gt;huggable,&lt;br /&gt;blue,&lt;br /&gt;funny,&lt;br /&gt;awesome,&lt;br /&gt;amazing,&lt;br /&gt;fierce,&lt;br /&gt;strong,&lt;br /&gt;agile,&lt;br /&gt;and professional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Mr Shark&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-whose-back-no-its-not-mr-shark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-7632235571215643527</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-28T22:44:35.685+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Hey &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;wassup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;suckas&lt;/span&gt;... This is Miss &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;Pufferfish&lt;/span&gt;. I&#39;m called Miss &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;Pufferfish&lt;/span&gt; cos I&#39;m a &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;guniang&lt;/span&gt; and I smoke. I&#39;m new to this job and I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. We&#39;ve got lots of fan mail coming in since Mr Shark&#39;s &quot;Caring Trip To The Caribbeans To Save Some Assholes&quot;. So what we&#39;re gonna do now is to post some of em up and pray with all your asses that he&#39;ll come and reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;FAN MAIL&lt;/span&gt; #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since we&#39;ve seen you. I really hope you come back with some &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;Jerkies&lt;/span&gt; cos I heard they&#39;re really good. Anyways, I really need your help. My 6 year old &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;daugther&lt;/span&gt; has been lying to me about lots of stuff. She&#39;s been &lt;span id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot;&gt;smsing&lt;/span&gt; this guy Gerome all day and night. Then when I try to read her messages she tells me she&#39;s not smsing any guy that&#39;s 18 years old and likes little girls. My daughters good man. She&#39;s damn good and I don&#39;t even have a clue to who the hell this Gerome guy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days I tried talking to my daughter again about telling the truth and she agreed and started by calling me a sadistic bitch. On one hand I&#39;m really happy that she&#39;s honest but on the other she&#39;s honest about the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me Mr Shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Troubled Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Let&#39;s all hope that this sad piece of crap can get all the help she can get cos she really needs em. If it were up to me I&#39;ll pound the shit of the daughter till she can&#39;t p*** straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay next sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;FAN MAIL #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;I am a huge fan. I like to read your posts. I am so thrilled. That you are coming back. I have a problem. I cannot link my thoughts. When I try to. I get cut off. By. What was I talking about again? Dammit. Anyways. I have a problem. I cannot link my thoughts. I always try but I can&#39;t. Oh crap. I can&#39;t do what again? Nevermind. Dear Mr Shark. I am a huge&lt;/span&gt; (ass. Screw you and your leftover crap.) &lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;fan. I like reading your posts. They are so interesting. I... I... Nevermind. I was going to say something. But. Have nice day. Who is this again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Okay thats all the shit that I&#39;m gonna take for now. I&#39;m signing off.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-wassup-suckas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eKneNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-5166461294039038818</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 14:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T22:26:40.786+08:00</atom:updated><title>mR shaRk and the simple things of life</title><description>Hi its Mr shArk, but today we wont be doing Mr Shark and You! cos we ran out of fan mails, i think.&lt;br /&gt;but i will be doing mR shaRk and the simple things of life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this event, i will be dealing with the more delicate stuff, the stuff which people feel is taboo, and do not want to talk about. things like the paranormal, the weird, the funny, all this are gonna be dealt with individually in this segment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, first, the paranormal, i shall start with mr red &#39;s story.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Red is an apple. He was a happy apple. He loved being an apple. He hate pears.&lt;br /&gt;shit this is yoann&#39;s kindergarten composition homework.&lt;br /&gt;okay but there is a striking resemblance in the story, they have the same intro!&lt;br /&gt;okay back to my story, Mr Red did not lived happily since 1945 because he could not find a good friend. Now in the 2009, Mr Red is rotting away in his triple storey bungalow in apple island, which is in the trash bin.&lt;br /&gt;Okay Kiddies its time for your reflection, take out a pen and paper and write down your feelings about this great story.&lt;br /&gt;send it to ,oh wait we do not  have an address, but u can just write it down and send next time when we have one.&lt;br /&gt;okay back to how i feel, i totally sympathise with Mr Red. i totally feel his pain, and he really is a great guy, according to my caterpillar who just ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay next story, eh wait i do not have a next story, maybe i might have, but i wanna let cedric go dota with yoann cos yoann damn impatient. so see ya next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ps, you guys should totally check out blackshot, its a first person shooter, add me, MrShark if u ever play the game, go garena home there to check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;posted by, LOVING AND CUTE mR shaRk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-shark-and-simple-things-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-6912672935479558865</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 13:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-18T22:02:11.511+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mr Shark and YOU</title><description>hey lamefansofCOOLshark its MR SHARK AND YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m gonna reply to fanny,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dun understand what is the problem. piccalo is totally cool, unlike that piccolo in dragonball evos. look at piccalo, he is super cool la. look at his antenna is totally the right length and diameter, 6km in length, 60km in circumference. look at his permanent red cheeks, u just cant tell whether he is blushing,shy,angry or even hot. You can totally eat it man, shit i totally meant play with it. look at firefire&#39;s case, he got a free char siew for lunch. if u were to have more patience, i m sure u will have a piccalo turn into a green thing called green day playing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to i m confused with what ur name is:&lt;br /&gt;u say i m dumb but actually you are dumb for calling me dumb and actually u are dumber than dumb because u actually have a dumb problem which u actually ask a shark which u proclaim dumb so are u dumb or a plum? see question solved u dumb lump of rum. yeah told ya i was a rapper from detroit city yeah wattap&lt;br /&gt;buy my new album, its called shark and the bling^2&lt;br /&gt;the songs will totally blow you away with songs like:&lt;br /&gt;Mary had a little SHARK&lt;br /&gt;twinkle twinkle little SHARK&lt;br /&gt;old macdonald had a GREAT WHITE SHARK&lt;br /&gt;etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from the death metal section we have:&lt;br /&gt;sharksharksharksharksharksharksharksharksharksharkshark&lt;br /&gt;KILL THE TUNA&lt;br /&gt;unholy shark&lt;br /&gt;shark attack&lt;br /&gt;etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from emo section we have :&lt;br /&gt;unbreak my shark&lt;br /&gt;i love u shark&lt;br /&gt;sharkey so emo&lt;br /&gt;emo sharkey&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;sians&lt;br /&gt;yoann&lt;br /&gt;lekyongann=yoann=emokid&lt;br /&gt;etc&lt;br /&gt;AND SO MUCH MORE please buy the cd from your nearest deep blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for supporting the great white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;QUOTE:if u think u are a shark, you are a shark, if you think u are a tiger, you are still a shark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;from MR SHARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-shark-and-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-3988969595307653609</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-18T22:00:07.120+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Hi everyone I&#39;m the new assistant Mr Shark has hired. You guys can call me Firefire. I love animals especially sharks, reading and helping out. Which was what led me to help Mr Shark out. Its an honour. And as you can see my name is Firefire so naturally I would hate someone who&#39;s name is called Waterwater, not that anyone would have that stupid of a name right? Haha. So, lets get started with our 1st letter for today&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;MR SHARK AND ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem. You see, I was playing Pokemon on my game boy when I decided it would be a good idea to give my Pikachu a leaf stone. And I am lost for words. So, I have a few pictures tht would explain Pikachu&#39;s evolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaWrMg4-ckxcnQ8G_tbBHQ3WXpMSWVDtFKJ8rHq-oIR9q73DUMt65ivvmUA88NG3EXNew5LHE2BRvXU0Xo13iEs99HhKwRs5kLwE_Hq_GmzbjcNDx5-mL-o14RbCZ_64E5PbVvNPvfE29D/s1600-h/ls+p1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314511925783722866&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaWrMg4-ckxcnQ8G_tbBHQ3WXpMSWVDtFKJ8rHq-oIR9q73DUMt65ivvmUA88NG3EXNew5LHE2BRvXU0Xo13iEs99HhKwRs5kLwE_Hq_GmzbjcNDx5-mL-o14RbCZ_64E5PbVvNPvfE29D/s320/ls+p1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPPc5oeiVpN7hohoEUjoTfJXoJGBTQeP5nw_dTwy_3vIuGrL2iVt1TheeClwmoHLzYXDx1UW4omyzry2ht1ztg9bSaIRHYcsLImGfTLqbVExVhsFPLpJzsUyGUYJkEEeMDFRUOKXWuaQmw/s1600-h/ls+p2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314511919242509234&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPPc5oeiVpN7hohoEUjoTfJXoJGBTQeP5nw_dTwy_3vIuGrL2iVt1TheeClwmoHLzYXDx1UW4omyzry2ht1ztg9bSaIRHYcsLImGfTLqbVExVhsFPLpJzsUyGUYJkEEeMDFRUOKXWuaQmw/s320/ls+p2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJXtOLFaciKLUVmu5XHlHRNnOJK7Q8zSZEWS7W0koFTKMD2ji3ot_5WPemz4javdR4F6G7SiV0B3BWKiiqdw6mN32toz1gtPK8xuOfFJ_P0Bd8Zk5VyWqn_yIgwazISMv5rfpgQ9XzVak/s1600-h/ls+p3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314511908074172802&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJXtOLFaciKLUVmu5XHlHRNnOJK7Q8zSZEWS7W0koFTKMD2ji3ot_5WPemz4javdR4F6G7SiV0B3BWKiiqdw6mN32toz1gtPK8xuOfFJ_P0Bd8Zk5VyWqn_yIgwazISMv5rfpgQ9XzVak/s320/ls+p3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2rnMpDmXUeSLMgte5GFSmdajDw3ZJ6Z8BQ-XBEUNwbsaaxzVegAaQ5Gszb0cBcGV5kvg9WAy_OggF12dcTBEB7XbFsjEh7Vn5GBTYhDFZs6sG03M-NO4YLMlQwbz5cUmYXqu7VGIgI_w/s1600-h/ls+p4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314511891439393282&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2rnMpDmXUeSLMgte5GFSmdajDw3ZJ6Z8BQ-XBEUNwbsaaxzVegAaQ5Gszb0cBcGV5kvg9WAy_OggF12dcTBEB7XbFsjEh7Vn5GBTYhDFZs6sG03M-NO4YLMlQwbz5cUmYXqu7VGIgI_w/s320/ls+p4.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;PIKKALO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Your Fan with fear,&lt;br /&gt;Fanny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t really see what&#39;s the big fuss about because my Pikachu evolved into a Char Siew. But still, we would love to hear what Mr Shark has to say about it. So lets move on to the second letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;This is soh-not-jerry speaking as in soooo not jerry soooh not. gedddit? i knew u won&#39;t geddit u dumb shark. ok the purpose of me writing in today is cos there&#39;s an imposter on the tagboard who claims hes me. its very obvious who he is becos apparently in his nick he thinks hes somebody else. now i want to put a stop to this. how u might ask? i have no idea. so thats my problem for you dumb shark. SOLVE IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;with loads of angst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;not-soh-jerry-jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Thats it for today. We&#39;re getting low on fan mail. So, please write in to us. Or we&#39;ll write for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;Quote of the day (from dragonball evo) : always have faith in youself because nobody else is stupid enough to have faith in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;posted by: liarliar pants on Firefire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-everyone-im-new-assistant-mr-shark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eKneNg)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaWrMg4-ckxcnQ8G_tbBHQ3WXpMSWVDtFKJ8rHq-oIR9q73DUMt65ivvmUA88NG3EXNew5LHE2BRvXU0Xo13iEs99HhKwRs5kLwE_Hq_GmzbjcNDx5-mL-o14RbCZ_64E5PbVvNPvfE29D/s72-c/ls+p1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-6112768084507635878</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T23:52:20.708+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ok i m back again to post about dragonball revolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the movie wasnt as great as mentioned in he previous post, and there are other factors which made the movie bad.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, as mentioned before piccolo about his greennnnessss and lack of antenna&lt;br /&gt;secondly, WHERE IS THE KRILIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNtMJtmsCu-6O3RYRdZcjy1BQg_vQ1_LthxVy-kyqe4AUywJUgJMy39srouM4q7pJWnZOBFYga2dBZcXNVqBGFjawwlqIaVBROigguLg5upEgJlwwqSYawngXNy7Vw-4k04LthOOYA7c/s1600-h/2448358025_edd4d2d91f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNtMJtmsCu-6O3RYRdZcjy1BQg_vQ1_LthxVy-kyqe4AUywJUgJMy39srouM4q7pJWnZOBFYga2dBZcXNVqBGFjawwlqIaVBROigguLg5upEgJlwwqSYawngXNy7Vw-4k04LthOOYA7c/s320/2448358025_edd4d2d91f.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313811081546789090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you guys dont know that actually krilin is the main character in the show.&lt;br /&gt;he is the strongest guy, but because he acted in too many shows, the director for dragonball decide to put him in some shit role. he acted in ET, as ET(now u see the resemblence)&lt;br /&gt;he also acted in ju-on as the ghost ( ya i know ,right, the striking resemblence)&lt;br /&gt;he also acted in shaolin soccer as the soccer ball ( see the head and the ball? i bet u nvr realised the great similarities)&lt;br /&gt;but back to the topic,  the real story should be like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdYOwagVoRl0_M8jmG9sKKIRZJpYxqlipI-TwnSYWgxWUDOp92bUB7dEapJp9vkMmJ5aAg9_zlES19LtqvksEpSeJBd5LOu1s8Q2KZTZPfz8rdRtb-0O9er1hhUQEY281nhWuS5J8I4CY/s1600-h/2282023815_f7cd31ebe3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdYOwagVoRl0_M8jmG9sKKIRZJpYxqlipI-TwnSYWgxWUDOp92bUB7dEapJp9vkMmJ5aAg9_zlES19LtqvksEpSeJBd5LOu1s8Q2KZTZPfz8rdRtb-0O9er1hhUQEY281nhWuS5J8I4CY/s320/2282023815_f7cd31ebe3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313812070718448354&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where Krilin is the main character and goku is the calefare.&lt;br /&gt;however it is not the case, in the movie KRILIN DID NOT EVEN APPEAR so 2 thumbs down for the movie&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, wait theres no thirdly, maybe i will post again if i can think of it so see ya suckas peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;another quote : if u see krilin tell him i said hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;posted by CED yet again&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-i-m-back-again-to-post-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNtMJtmsCu-6O3RYRdZcjy1BQg_vQ1_LthxVy-kyqe4AUywJUgJMy39srouM4q7pJWnZOBFYga2dBZcXNVqBGFjawwlqIaVBROigguLg5upEgJlwwqSYawngXNy7Vw-4k04LthOOYA7c/s72-c/2448358025_edd4d2d91f.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-6727644983904291910</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T23:30:58.198+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Yeah its me ced together with Mr Shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its totally great to be with Mr Shark since he is rarely around. but we are gonna talk about some things.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, we both caught dragonball and we think it totally sucks. lol, okay its not that bad, but i rather watch shark ball where they collect 7 Sharkballs and the shark eats them up. i personally feel that there should be more fighting scenes involved instead of kame kame ha them to death and yes its pronounced lame but with a k its not KA- MAE its KAME and its not hame according to GB THE NOOB. okay its hame but i refuse to accept it. and piccolo totally sucks. he too green and hes missing the best part his ears and antenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHl694GJlvbU0iNfQl4b2qFmlPldRMpQPcmegekTkhOxM5WIYpFr8wrqxHbBi26Cl0BcZcGGT7szbe6rqsReT4k20_87FDiUqKN5DLZatsc5MrIbmXeXV9FZdmIlwQMtPplFuilJgJW3c/s1600-h/piccolo0vo.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHl694GJlvbU0iNfQl4b2qFmlPldRMpQPcmegekTkhOxM5WIYpFr8wrqxHbBi26Cl0BcZcGGT7szbe6rqsReT4k20_87FDiUqKN5DLZatsc5MrIbmXeXV9FZdmIlwQMtPplFuilJgJW3c/s320/piccolo0vo.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313807383141789938&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see his antenna, thats what makes him so cool man but in the movie, GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now its Mr Shark.&lt;br /&gt;okay kiddos, have u watch the news about my good friend the HAMMERHEAD shark almost attacking the BUNCH OF TRIALATHON SWIMMERs? yeah i feel that the people who noticed him should not stop my friend. Cant a shark take part in a trialathon where he attempts to break the shark record of most casualties caused in an hour? give the shark a break man. give him a kit kat =D okay. although it is a dumb plot, u must applaud him for his gusto and bravery where he attempts to break new heights in the shark world,i love him cos he hammerhead yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;quote of a day : if u see a screw that barks, find the hammerhead shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by Ced combo with Mr Shark ( ownage sia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah-its-me-ced-together-with-mr-shark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHl694GJlvbU0iNfQl4b2qFmlPldRMpQPcmegekTkhOxM5WIYpFr8wrqxHbBi26Cl0BcZcGGT7szbe6rqsReT4k20_87FDiUqKN5DLZatsc5MrIbmXeXV9FZdmIlwQMtPplFuilJgJW3c/s72-c/piccolo0vo.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-4193630432787533595</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T23:01:46.861+08:00</atom:updated><title>MR SHARK AND YOU LA =D</title><description>its time for Mr Shark and You( happy mood for i dont know why also )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay is it me or recently I&#39;ve been getting alot of funny and threatening mails which will not have effect on me because i m the Terminator!&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm about that but, despite the terror sensed in the message, i m a good shark/person/spider/bird/bear/tiger/lion/turtle/cartoon character/Goku/Gohan/Vegeta/OPPOSITE OF PICCOLO(cos piccolo totally sucks he so green)/leopard/mammoth/T-rex with a big brain/T-rex&#39;s brother/Ichigo/Naruto/Chuck Norris/etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay to not-soh-jerry-jerry you are so lame but i like it,i would like to welcome you on behalf of everyone,b****,Cedric,Ek Neng to join the Lame Personel so i can eat u up yeah.just kidding, of course i wont eat you up. i will slaughter you then put u into soup and drink it like shark&#39; fins soup. but of course shark&#39;s fins soup is bad for health cos it hurts my feelings and my feelings are your feelings, but your feelings have no link to me at all cause i dont really care about u and your little feelings but actually i do care abit cos I m a good shark/person/spider/bird/bear/tiger/lion/turtle/cartoon character/Goku/Gohan/Vegeta/OPPOSITE OF PICCOLO(cos piccolo totally sucks he so green)/leopard/mammoth/T-rex with a big brain/T-rex&#39;s brother/Ichigo/Naruto/Chuck Norris/etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to i dontreallyworkhereanymoresuckas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;i am sorry i have made u feel that way, that my 0.0000024% of effort is not felt by u. but u must understand that i m DAMN/VERY/SUPERBLY/ famous around worldwide and i dont really have the energy to make you feel that i give my 100% around this place. i have (11111111111111111111111111111111111111111 -11111111111111111111111111111111111111110) fans around the world. i need to care for them/him/her and help them/his/her with their/his/her needs. and i am always watching you, my friend,so dun anyhow type nonsense. u ever watched matrix? u know the maker or someguy like that? i have that room where i would monitor u. I would serious encourage you to stay &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;Jerry Soh&lt;/span&gt;,OOPS i meant idontreallyworkhereanymoresuckas. cos ur useless help really gives us moral support and power to carry on in everything we do. we really love to eat you up, oops i mean we really love to help and encourage you to stay, but the choice is yours to make. and make a good decision, cos i am sure lamerthanyoulameshitlamestation.bs surely will have a cute great white shark who will always be there to eat you, OOPS again i mean encourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;with Love and devouring rage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;MR SHARK OH YEAH!!!!!!!(say in SUPER HIGH TONE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-shark-and-you-la-d.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-753931089259470362</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 04:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T13:18:04.235+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;HI EVERYONE! Its time for Mr Shark and Me again! yay! gay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Once again we have some fan mail for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6GuNBHONCuzaNs5ZP-cwroqkiL8t7nLmtnWqoGz-UtrCWZ6UQV4pW4kbfGwxalodKg8GlHthp796jJq1tgp2AOdid33EvLCAKToV1-mKU9z5UKGTkqcxsdXRKxXETBdS2mUmuBtMx4NU/s1600-h/shark2.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313644332586751362&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6GuNBHONCuzaNs5ZP-cwroqkiL8t7nLmtnWqoGz-UtrCWZ6UQV4pW4kbfGwxalodKg8GlHthp796jJq1tgp2AOdid33EvLCAKToV1-mKU9z5UKGTkqcxsdXRKxXETBdS2mUmuBtMx4NU/s320/shark2.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkw_yt3ycBCBYl-mD2wU7gBbqC6BM6R4wUAt8LE1nSeupzp1tOR7fEsY16eGvQ6w-WgSOFebSDpgfeS1i-JpuNL_A97Vl_EeeT3fqUx_UWBqp-bPKSLtXXT8ZFqnZuBY0UGl5CEKSv_Tn8/s1600-h/shark.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313644668849614322&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkw_yt3ycBCBYl-mD2wU7gBbqC6BM6R4wUAt8LE1nSeupzp1tOR7fEsY16eGvQ6w-WgSOFebSDpgfeS1i-JpuNL_A97Vl_EeeT3fqUx_UWBqp-bPKSLtXXT8ZFqnZuBY0UGl5CEKSv_Tn8/s320/shark.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Then you get....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313645185161714114&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvZgPxDSGzUpQxLtwLXkX_srCPN-_n_JY2usJ5XieJnh2DpdxO6axEVCD-liDl_uBWugOkrtM1nMHOHdT1oKiE1eV3vjpHS0czuPvLe7GUAqyNt1j1vtxg219PlQ-GdtG7SC-ul-lPJRF/s320/shark+3.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;I&#39;M COMING FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;from your loving fan Not-Soh-Jerry-Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What loving fans indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok next letter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;I am a big..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;AH SCREW THE LETTER&lt;/span&gt;. I&#39;m tired of doing Mr Shark&#39;s work all the time man. I think I need some regconition for my efforts. In view of this I&#39;m going to set up a new blog lamerthanyoulameshitlamestationshit.bs Well if you can&#39;t view it then it&#39;s probably cos you&#39;re stupid. Stupid shark fans... Reading all this shit.. I can&#39;t believe you guys actually like this. Screw the shark! .. OH DAMMIT HE&#39;S BACK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That&#39;s right I&#39;m working on this letter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;I am a big..&lt;/span&gt; OK HE&#39;S GONE. DAMN YOU MR SHARK. You have the gills to tell me good work while you laze around. I&#39;m going to quit this job man. GOODBYE SUCKAS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Quote of the day: An apple a day means you can only have one joke about the apple cos you only have one apple so SCREW YOU MR SHARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;posted by Idontworkhereanymoresuckas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-everyone-its-time-for-mr-shark-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eKneNg)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6GuNBHONCuzaNs5ZP-cwroqkiL8t7nLmtnWqoGz-UtrCWZ6UQV4pW4kbfGwxalodKg8GlHthp796jJq1tgp2AOdid33EvLCAKToV1-mKU9z5UKGTkqcxsdXRKxXETBdS2mUmuBtMx4NU/s72-c/shark2.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-496639407835474961</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 08:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T16:42:01.856+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mr Shark and U</title><description>okay kiddies its time for Mr Shark and YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we do not have a fan mail for today&#39;s event but i will be answering some of life&#39;s simple questions.&lt;br /&gt;Question number 1: how do u handle an evil person&#39;s request of eating another person who turns out to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Just eat the person if it makes you feel good. well you got only 1 life, eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question number 2: How do you handle a bad hairday?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: this is easy, give Jerry Soh a call.(Jerry Soh is the sponsor of this blog, he gives us nothing but alot of moral sponsors. When comes to hair problem its either him or Yun Nam Hair Care liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question number 3:What do you do when u see a fellow friend in problem?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: this is also easy, first find out his problem, if it is easy to solve, help him solve then eat him. if it is not easy, jus ignore him for 5 days then feel free to eat him. (why are there such procedures?, this is because all eating habits are governed by the laws of eating. and i will be writing a book on the laws to help those who have trouble following the laws.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question number 4: what to do when you realise you have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : this is easy ALSO, write to ihaveaproblemwhichithinkyoucansolvemrshark@aquaworldnotequalstogayworld.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all the time we have today because there is No time like the present. and i think u have received enough presents from me so toodleS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;quote: an apple a day makes u gay but if you are already gay then it makes your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Mr Shark, with lots of love and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-shark-and-u.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-1050089556286593640</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-13T21:35:44.172+08:00</atom:updated><title>MR SHARK AND YOU =D</title><description>hey kiddies, its time to come out of your closet as its time for Mr Shark and You.&lt;br /&gt;but first, i m gonna reply to the fan mails.&lt;br /&gt;to not-from-jenny, i duno why u got such a funny name, i think the only reason u feel that the problem in this segment is because ur name is real lame, (not-from-jenny). how lame is that name? see the rhyme in my sentences? its cos i mma RAPPER FROM DETROIT CITY YEAH. but seriously we know that i rocks in all aspect of life . how do u define a bad kisser? if a kiss is suppose to take u away it means that i must take u away by eating u .. so yeah get a life not-from-jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow wat a touching story, i nearly wept however i used my eyelid strength to restrain it. yeah i know my eyelid strength alot cos i do weights on my eyelids. but the point of the story and the point of cutting the legs to act like a shark is to act like a shark instead of not like a shark which pretty lame because if you are not a shark u are lame cos that just means u are not a shark which means u are LAME. so by cutting off ur legs, u will realise that actually being a shark is alot better than being lame but the point is to be lame because its lamestation.blogspot.com so lets party !!!!!! bring on the jolly shandy and dance dance dance dance dance.&lt;br /&gt;but thats not the point. the point is that i m playing dota now and not really interested with u anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so lets deny you!&lt;br /&gt;and i totally understand ur problem with the u dont mean anything part&lt;br /&gt;and although u guys might think that there is a problem with me the rocking and owning shark, theres actually no problem cos i damn pro in dota i use morphling&lt;br /&gt;okay la dota sucks dun play dota.&lt;br /&gt;next, to Anonymous, i take that as a compliment as ikan bilis jus means fish something which i dun really know but i m gonna take it as ownage fish. yeah so my new name is BILIS SHARK! woo ok i think thats all the time we have for today. oh wait i not sure cos my watch not working but i quite sian liao ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i m looking for 60 volunteers who are willing to swim through the heaviest of waters and fight water terrorism . as the chairman of WaterwaterwaTer. Inc i will help combat water terrorism with all i have and thats 3.40 sing dollars. so i will gather 60 brave warriors to help fight water terrorism. for enquires, dial 1800-sharkvswaterterrorism. thanks</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-shark-and-you-d.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-7370371728714506813</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 14:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T10:30:10.962+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>HEY KIDS ITS TIME AGAIN FOR MR SHARK AND ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time its our 1st weekend special : HATE MAIL&lt;br /&gt;With the massive amounts of fans Mr Shark has, there was bound to be some haters. You can&#39;t make everyone love you can you?&lt;br /&gt;Now, the purpose of this section is for Mr Shark to receive some constructive comments about himself so that he can improve as a shark/spider/human/crocodile/butterfly/etc/more etc/ etc etc. Therefore I will censor the vulgarities to ensure that we are still a healthy program for the soul. Also, we only allow those with really sensible comments to mail in and to protect them, we will keep their names anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, moving to our 1st letter of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Not so dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;I feel that your program is a waste of time. I don&#39;t get why people still come to you for help. Its obvious that you know nothing about the people&#39;s problems. Worst of all, you are a bad kisser. Don&#39;t try to blame it on your nose because you were trying to kiss the whole of me. I have no idea why you put my entire body into your mouth just to kiss me. You almost ate me you know. I... I... S*** I said too much. Anyways, you suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;With contempt, not-from-Jenny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;(PS: I am not your ex-girlfriend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what a mysterious letter. I swear these people are getting better at concealing their identity. Same goes to our next letter, which claims its not from Tiranë, Albania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;I have been following your programs and I feel that your advice is not helping at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;First things first, I am just writing as if I am a mother of a fan who took your advice. Okay so from now just pretend that I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Okay, so my son wrote into your program saying he cut his toe and you told him to cut off his legs. And guess what? HE DID. I mean yeah sure cutting of his legs did stop the pain in his toe because he now he has no toes. Before cutting of his legs all he did around the house was watch television and occasionally grabbing a drink or some food from the fridge. Now all Vis does is watch television because he can&#39;t walk to the fridge now. That saved me some money. ... Oh crap I said his name. I mean pretend my son is called Vis Wilson. I mean my fake son. Like pretending to be superman by changing in a telephone booth but in the midst of it someone opens the door then you&#39;ll be like oh no I&#39;m just using the telephone. What I actually mean is I don&#39;t mean anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Anyways, keep up the good work. You helped me saved some cash. I mean I pretended you helped me to save some cash. Thats about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;With gratitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;not-vis-wilson&#39;s-mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;(PS: I forgive and forget. And pretend *hints :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it helps you Mr Shark. And of course, we always save the best and most constructive letter till the last. Here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you look like an ikan bilis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With sniggering giggles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Ikan Bilis Henry&lt;/s&gt; Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up today&#39;s segment. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;posted by tonight i am a plate of hokkien mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;quote of the day : Don&#39;t ask for beef because they give you pork. Instead ask for pork because they&#39;ll give you pork anyway.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-kids-its-time-again-for-mr-shark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eKneNg)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-5254947918127483319</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T00:08:24.541+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ok today i will do a section called........&lt;br /&gt;A DEEPER UNDERSTANDING of MR SHARk!&lt;br /&gt;Truth of Mr Shark, is that he hates the term &quot;loanshark&quot;&lt;br /&gt;despite the propaganda picture of a loanshark on the first post, posted by dumb and noob brian, the fact is that he hates it. Its actually a derogatory term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;pbk&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;pg&quot;&gt;According to http://dictionary.reference.com/&lt;br /&gt;meaning of loan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–noun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class=&quot;luna-Ent&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class=&quot;dnindex&quot; width=&quot;35&quot;&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;the act of lending; a grant of the temporary use of something: &lt;span class=&quot;ital-inline&quot;&gt;the loan of a book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class=&quot;luna-Ent&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class=&quot;dnindex&quot; width=&quot;35&quot;&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;something lent or furnished on condition of being returned, esp. a sum of money lent at interest: &lt;span class=&quot;ital-inline&quot;&gt;a $1000 loan at 10 percent interest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class=&quot;luna-Ent&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class=&quot;dnindex&quot; width=&quot;35&quot;&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=loanword&amp;amp;db=luna&quot; style=&quot;font-variant: small-caps;&quot;&gt;loanword.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;pbk&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;pg&quot;&gt;–verb (used with object) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class=&quot;luna-Ent&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class=&quot;dnindex&quot; width=&quot;35&quot;&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to make a loan of; lend: &lt;span class=&quot;ital-inline&quot;&gt;Will you loan me your umbrella? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class=&quot;luna-Ent&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class=&quot;dnindex&quot; width=&quot;35&quot;&gt;5.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to lend (money) at interest.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;pg&quot;&gt;–verb (used without object) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;table class=&quot;luna-Ent&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;dnindex&quot; width=&quot;35&quot;&gt;6.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to make a loan or loans; lend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; AND&lt;br /&gt;meaning of shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;pg&quot;&gt;–noun &lt;/span&gt;  any of a group of elongate elasmobranch, mostly marine fishes, certain species of which are large, voracious, and sometimes dangerous to humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so loanshark means to lend out the shark.&lt;br /&gt;According to Mr Shark himself, it is not a nice term because sharks are not prostitutes and have feelings too, just like humans. You cant just lend out a shark, he bites, you know. So to prevent any bad feelings,  we shall call the so-called &quot;loansharks&quot;, richcommonerstryingtoactbankerstylepeople. yeah so thats it for today.&lt;br /&gt;for inquiries for this post, dial (**** mrsharkhatesandlovesyoubuthelovesmorethanhates)&lt;br /&gt;for comments just press the post a comment button at the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love, ced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;POSTED BY CED, SUCKAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-today-i-will-do-section-called.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-302743997951267924</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T23:09:20.990+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>hey its the Mr Shark and You stupid audience section again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its time to respond to my beloved fans after 2 days of hibernation. Firstly i would like to applaud Cedric for the FABULOUS, GREAT, BEST, AWESOME, GOOD, CHAO GOOD profile for me. Hes the man man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the lame and real topic&lt;br /&gt;to Mr Nathan kia&lt;br /&gt;well, the problem is you eat too many shark&#39;s fins. if u stop eating, u will still face the problem, so i suggest u stop. Contrary to popular beliefs, i have pets. I have about 800 kinds, jus that i eat them when they are fully grown. pets are good, but first u need to ask yourself this question :&quot;what is your purpose in having a pet?&quot;. If you think that having a pet is easy, you can ask around, or you can ask me, talk to me, sharkeyandyoulovestoeatyourpets@aquaworld.com its msn supported. oh i feel so lonely, i need somebody to talk to, i m so lonely, you do not know the nights i spend alone with no1 to talk to. hmm, nevermind back to ur lame problem. after establishing the lame answer to the question which i have posted to your lame and dumb question, u must realise that having a pet to play with, to have relationship or even to make a new friend is no good for your mental health. The MAIN REASON FOR HAVING A PET IS TO EAT THEM. UNLESS YOU EAT THEM, YOU CAN NEVER REALISE THE GOOD SENSATION THAT A PET IS ACTUALLY FOR. So i end with this cool and enigmatic phrase ( 1 pet a day makes you gay, that is if u play with them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats all the time we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have lots of time SUCKAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nxt problem. this problem is easy, but again like the previous guy, stop eating my fins .. damn ! its no good. ok to the real problem, its easy, cant u see? u live in germany, GET OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to vilson wis&lt;br /&gt;since u cut ur toe , dun waste the chance slash ur legs away and start acting like a shark. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry for the fury and rage that can be sensed in this post. i have been hibernating for 2 days and not eaten anything yet. so if you excuse me, i m gonna eat squidwort .. kk ciaos SUCKAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT ( DOES TWISTIES SIGN WITH FINS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;by Mr Shark&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-its-mr-shark-and-you-stupid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-1334549925975011667</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T20:28:02.299+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Welcome to Mr Shark and Me! (fans section)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the overwhelming fan support we have received many mails from fans hoping that our dearest Mr Shark could help them out with their problems. In view of this we could only select those whom we feel are most in need and have the most relevance to our show. We only deal with serious matters and Mr Shark can choose to reply to them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we shall begin today&#39;s segment with a letter from a 19 year old student from Redditch, United Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;I am a big fan of your big fins. I think they will go well with soup. Anyways, I have a problem. You see, I was thinking of getting a pet and I can&#39;t decide between my neighbour&#39;s old shoe and my little sister. I mean both are similar in looks and both can get by without me feeding them. So what should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;From Your Big Fan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Nathan Borg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I totally get you are going through. But if it were me, I won&#39;t get a pet because Mr Shark doesn&#39;t have one.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, our second letter of the day, from a 24 old dumb f***, Wiesbaden, Germany.&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/s.php?adv&amp;amp;k=100000010&amp;amp;n=-1&amp;amp;c2=605547&amp;amp;o=4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;I am in love with your big fins. I think they go well with soup. Anyways, I have a problem. I can&#39;t seem to reach my shower head in the shower because my father places it too high. Please help me out I will be very grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;From a loving fan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Sarah Danieli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad. But its not sad enough to be compared to our last letter of the day. This tragic tale moved me to tears and I&#39;m sure Mr Shark will do his best to help. I warn those with a weak heart not to proceed anymore but its okay if you do because if you feel sad after reading it you can write in to Mr Shark. And here it goes. From a 30 year old in Tiranë, Albania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Dear Mr Shark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;I am very sad. I cut my toe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;From a very sad fan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Vis Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ends today&#39;s segment and let&#39;s pray and hope Mr Shark will help these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have a problem, or you want to chat with Mr Shark, you can send in your mails to &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:iamgoingtosayimnotmrsharkbutifyousendmemailillreaditanyway@aquamail.com&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;iamgoingtosayimnotmrsharkbutifyousendmemailillreaditanyway@aquamail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or the lame blog&#39;s email. 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by ced&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-its-time-for-me-to-reply-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-1859350143098824830</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 13:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T22:07:38.165+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ok due to the overwhelming 2 fan mails to my 2kb size email, i will now release the hidden profile of the enigma which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR SHARK WOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: Mr Shark(meat eater)/Sharkey(vegetarian)&lt;br /&gt;chinese name: 鲨鱼先生(食肉动物)/鲨鱼ey(素食主义者)&lt;br /&gt;not sure why also lol&lt;br /&gt;cute name : sharkey (with cute voice)&lt;br /&gt;cuter name : sharkey (with CHAO CUTE VOICE)&lt;br /&gt;cutest name ever : sharkeybearrrrr~~~~&lt;br /&gt;cool name : the great white&lt;br /&gt;killer name : raWrfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;country : Singapore&lt;br /&gt;location : Singapore River&lt;br /&gt;skin colour : unknown (haven seen him for quite a long time. last time i met him he was doing the tanning thing ? almost thought he kena bbqed)&lt;br /&gt;favourite hangouts : boatquay (yong ann careful sia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hobbies :&lt;br /&gt;1st) make friends&lt;br /&gt;2nd) eat friends&lt;br /&gt;3rd ) poop friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food diet : 99% carnivore 1% vegetarian (only time he ate vegetables was when his friend Goldeen wore a broccoli suit)&lt;br /&gt;favourite drink : Shark ( something like redbull those type of drink, super sweet type)&lt;br /&gt;favourite alcohol : Jolly Shandy ,he cant take too much alcohol 2 sips and hes out. (well no drunk swimming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likes: seals, smaller sharks, and leftover pasta&lt;br /&gt;dislikes: almost nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite book: its a fish life (by Mr shark)&lt;br /&gt;most hated book : unknown ( not too sure but i think its harry potter)&lt;br /&gt;favourite movie : Shark&#39;s tale/ JAWS series&lt;br /&gt;hated movie : unknown (harry potter series i guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite sport: dancing&lt;br /&gt;favourite brand of clothes :Armani (thats why got the shark wears Armani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all. Any qusetions either email to sharksharksharksharkrawryoudamnprey@aquaworld.com or the lameblog&#39;s email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;posted by cute Ced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gay lol</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-due-to-overwhelming-2-fan-mails-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-4322448868554518681</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 14:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T23:13:00.313+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>By popular demands, i will be the new host of the new event called Mr Shark n You.&lt;br /&gt;This event will be me answering all the questions which my fans have for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Mr XXX,&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i do not understand your question. but as i read about the part where u have a problem, the good vegetarian samaritan just rise within me and i m obliged to help you solve your problem. in this case i can only try to understand ur dilemma. i tink i can feel ur pain. its like when u know ur friend is a codfish. u are hungry and want to eat him ,but yet hes ur friend.  in ur  case i can only giv e you 1 good advice. do what ur instincts tell you to for my case is usually to eat him up. so if u see somebody better than u, makes u feel bad, jus eat him up. usually makes u feel better. True story(winks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fish a day makes up a fillet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Mr Shark/Sharkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by Mr Shark&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/by-popular-demands-i-will-be-new-host.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-25760292327767685</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 12:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T20:24:31.307+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Hey everyone! I received some mail from a fan of Mr Shark. He seems to have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;He says :&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t like people who act like they very good at stuff because I think they are actually not that good at that stuff because there will always be someone better at that stuff but then again the people who are better at that stuff might act that that they are even better at the stuff which in fact they are thats why I don&#39;t like them more but they are supposed to be better so I must like them more its like having good taste but they make me think that I am making the wrong choice so Mr Shark tell me what to do I think I have a problem here please help me solve it but if you don&#39;t want to its okay because its my problem anyway from the start so I won&#39;t really blame you but it would be great if you could help me decide if I should like the people who act like they very good at stuff but they are actually not that good at the stuff but there will always be someone better at that stuff but then again they might act that they are better at the stuff which in fact they are so I&#39;m thinking if I should like or don&#39;t like them more please help me Mr Shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;quote of the day : eat more chicken its good for your backside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;posted by N&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone-i-received-some-mail-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eKneNg)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-6388456031727272230</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T10:55:09.764+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>hi its me again ,cedric and its time for JOKE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we will be dwelling into the mysterious paranormal and the taboo. if u guessed casper the friendly ghost, u just sucked at it. Anyways the title is U.F.O. Yeah i know its hard to believe but there are really U.F.O or rather aliens. Its up to u to believe or not. (at least Steven Spielberg does so who cares about you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ET left the Earth, how many alphabets are left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post answer on the shoutbox, and the first person to answer the quiz correctly will get a kiss from B****.&lt;br /&gt;(hint: ET goes home~~~~~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah peace out suckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;posted by Ced&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-its-me-again-cedric-and-its-time-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-8823218672107035520</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T11:12:33.067+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>A lot of people are asking me how to subscribe to a rss feed. So here i am teaching everyone how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you need to have a rss reader. It is easy to get one. Google, AOL etc provides rss reading services. For a beginner start, i recommend using &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mozilla.com/&quot;&gt;Mozilla firefox&lt;/a&gt;. Then you just click on the rss icon on the links section of this blog and it will open up a link to show you the feed of this blog. On the right of the page you should be able to see a subscribe now box. Click on the link that says &quot;View Feed XML&quot;. Your mozilla firefox will bring you to your own browser integrated reader. Then just click &quot;Subscribe now&quot;. And VOILA it is done. As simple as ABC.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another easier way is to just click on the rss icon and subscribe using the recommended services that is provided in the subscribe now box. register in the website and it is done=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This service was brought to you by Feedburner and Mozilla Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;posted by Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/lot-of-people-are-asking-me-how-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cladinton)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-1148462565562731632</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T23:39:12.646+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ok i know i m restricted to not posting so many but this is hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;265&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/U1-h1A-Hi2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/U1-h1A-Hi2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;265&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;posted by ced&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-i-know-i-m-restricted-to-not-posting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917404290663917698.post-2312123809812280702</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T23:17:12.324+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>WOW its been long since i came to blog, its been like 8968594902803908 nano seconds since i ever came here. and i really love Mr Shark&#39;s story. Always a fan of you Sharkey. love you=D&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you the story of how i saw mr Shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in a mysterious internet server, i happen to create this blog with b****  and ekneng, called lamest-sth-sth-sth.bs.com (cant remember the full name). and i saw mr shark!&lt;br /&gt;wow its really fantastic&lt;br /&gt;Mr Shark, keep up with ur great stories u totally beat the lame j.k rowling FINS UP .yeah good luck hope to see u soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With fins and teeth,&lt;br /&gt;cedric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;posted by Ced&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lamestation.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-its-been-long-since-i-came-to-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>