Yea, I know. You don't have to stare hard at me to prove the long-ness of your lens.
Freedom of speech
Yea, I know. You don't have to stare hard at me to prove the long-ness of your lens.
Freedom of speech
Bodyguard, always the last to enter the car
Ignited the engin
Maintain the velocity, initially
Then, press on the acceleration pedal
And zoom! Bye bye!
Indeed, not everyone can talk to the VIPs without stammering
To the people above him
To the sentient beings far far away
Enough is enough, the waving
Still taking his own sweet time, the left foot
Disappeared at the back of the black window pane, magic
Finally, the guard got to shut the door
The lady body guard
Who stopped me from going further front
Paparazzi moment
Pointing his specs with his delicate fingers
His palm gestures, never ending
See, I told you!
The macho one-and-only body guard in the hall
5 in 1 liquid crystal display screen
Standing with the media people and that's how I was able to take all the illegal shots.
And like every other senior citizens, he needs a pair of glasses, too.
You! Don't point your finger at me like that!
Just talk to the palm
1America, 1Malaysia, 1INTI
Come on, listen to me.
Never miss a chance giving someone a hug.
When he was part of opera.
Yo Gabba Gabba!!
You are what you read.
"Apala you!"
Never utter a word when you're under emotional stress.
You dj so bad you got booked for George W Bushes Christmas party.
Give me your hand and hand-in-hand, we'll make the world into a better place.
Like in the car, everyone always has a headrest, no worries.
Rubbing the nostrils or merely trying hard to not breath?
Thinking twice (or about peace) before uttering any word.
Teachers used to say, whenever you wanna drink, turn your head 180 degrees.
And the clapping etiquette always happens just because the MC says give a round of applaud, but it will always be quadruplet-fold or even more.
Traffic jam in INTI
When you see white head, no you don't see Casper, you see Bill Clinton.
Yo, Malaysians!
He only leads the way on his own soil.
Catching up, but will never catch up.
"No one farted, it's just my routine of rubbing finger under nostrils."
Busybody Feel Good Channel was there.
Renovated hall for the sake of Bill Clinton?
Waiter! Where is the BILL?!
As easy as ABCs, all you gotta do is keep the stripes and just alter the design in the blue square and another flag is formed.
Why thorn among roses? It should be handsome rose among pretty thorns. We are talking about a stick of rose here.