On the first day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me: a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the second day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me: two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the third day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me: three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the fourth day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me: four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the fifth day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me: HK$5 million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street. (five keys to food safety.. http://twitpic.com/25tca9)
On the sixth day of Christmas, Hong Kong to me: six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the seventh day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me: seven years for PR (oops, not for you), six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the eight day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me, eight sperm giving nutritional advice, seven years for PR (oops, not for you), six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the ninth day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me, nine two-star Michelin restaurants that probably all suck for the price, eight sperm giving nutritional advice, seven years for PR (oops, not for you), six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the tenth day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me, ten years off my life from pollution, nine two-star Michelin restaurants (that probably all suck), eight sperm giving nutritional advice, seven years for PR (oops, not for you), six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me, okay, I've got nothing for 11 so enjoy this photo, ten years off my life from pollution, nine two-star Michelin restaurants (that probably all suck), eight sperm giving nutritional advice, seven years for PR (oops, not for you), six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street. fine, I don't have 11, so enjoy this photo
On the twelfth day of Christmas, Hong Kong gave to me, a 12-hour wait for fashion, I've got nothing for 11, ten years off my life from pollution, nine two-star Michelin restaurants that probably all suck for the price, eight sperm giving nutritional advice, seven years for PR (oops, not for you), six years for perv teacher… five million lost… four dead in building collapse, three molested flight attendants, two stolen wine bottles and a shark fin that was dried in the street.
0 comments:
Post a Comment