Thursday, July 29, 2010

So True!!

The story of every working class man
I found this picture online and found it worth sharing. A picture like this is really worth a thousand words

Monday, July 26, 2010

Let's Toast to the Ladies

Anti Drinking Campaign - 1919

I don't drink liquor but i do not want to get anywhere near their lips, never ever, ever. This ad is all wrong, in order for someone to actually get anywhere near them one needs to be liquored up, to the extreme. The ultimate sign of extreme being in a constant state of throwing up and that is what i did after seeing this poster, i threw up a little in my mouth. No wonder the whole of America is a huge Alcoholic mess, they did this to themselves just to avoid coming in contact with the ladies featured above. I bet this ad was produced by the liquor companies themselves because they knew the adverse devastating effect of this image on men all over the USA. This ad is a perfect example of reverse psychology, don't show them the evils of drinking instead show them the reward for not drinking and they are bound to drown themselves in alcohol and that is exactly what happened. Hats off to the evil geniuses who came up with such a nasty yet rewarding concept for a campaign.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Please Follow Her

Fri Jul 16 COPPELL, Texas – A city official says the mayor of an upscale Dallas suburb who investigators believe shot dead her teenage daughter before killing herself had been facing a spending review.

City Manager Clay Phillips has told the Dallas Morning News that he asked the city attorney to investigate Coppell (kuh-PEL') Mayor Jayne Peters' city-issued credit card use. The Friday report says Phillips did not provide details of the questionable charges since October.

Foreclosure Listing Service records show Peters' home was foreclosed on last July.( Source Yahoo.com)

Here we have it; the mayor of a small town in USA committed suicide along with her daughter because she didn’t have enough means and measures to support herself and her daughter all the while being the "Mayor" of a small town. Can we imagine something like that happening in Pakistan? Unthinkable is the one syllable answer, our Nazims or MPA’s do not commit suicide firstly because they don't have to and secondly if committing suicide is a form of a sick twisted ritual, then they have people who perform this inhumanely unholy ritual everyday of the week, all over Pakistan, round the year.

It does not matter how bleak the situation is, the absolute worst that the world throws at you does not justify suicide, it just doesn’t, but I wish our politicians take this women as an example and start following in her footsteps so we the people could finally see some light at the end of the tunnel and start hoping once again.

Since we know that our politicians will never ever face a situation of financial rigidness, here are some suggestions to motivate them to go for it and end their life before we, the people end ours:

1) Not getting the agreed upon percentage in an under the table deal

2) Not getting a bullet proof vehicle for their kids to go to school in

3) Not getting a personal helicopter and a helipad

4) Not getting the status of being officially untouchable

5) Not getting the status of being god

6) Not getting the citizen ship of a European Country

7) Not being officially declared as above the law

8) Not being officially declared as exempted from every type of taxation

9) Not getting their faces printed on the currency notes

10) Not getting a Nishan-e-Imtiaz and a mausoleum space reserved for them during their lifetime

I sincerely hope our filthy politicians perform this ritual on themselves ASAP so Pakistan can finally get rid of the Bad Omen surrounding us for the past 63 long and painful years.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

You Know

You know you are poor when you sit outside of your house with your laptop turning on its WIFI hoping to steal someone else's wireless

You know you are poor when you wait late at night to steal petrol from someone else's car to use it in your own

You know you are poor when you dream of saving your farts to use as CNG

You know you are poor when you wish you were there at the latest Oil Spill just so you could have collected a free year's supply of oil

You know you are poor when you insist that the man filling petrol lets the very last drop of petrol drop into your petrol tank

You know you are poor when you believe that 2 tooth brushes are enough to last a year

You know you are poor when you do not order delivery to save the tip

You know you are poor when you are hungry as hell but still wait till midnight just to avail the midnight deal

You know you are poor when you ask is there any discount on the buy 1 get1 free deal

You know you are poor when you are constantly on the hunt for deals on anything

You know you are poor when the thought of shopping at Makro turns you on

You know you are poor when you proudly show off your Suzuki FX

You know you are poor when you president asks for aid, from Ethiopia

You know you are poor when you start calculating how much you’ve spent on your kids

You know you are poor when you polish your shoes once a year

You know you are poor when you supposedly go away on a trip just to avoid giving Eidi to kids

You know you are poor when you slaughter a chicken on Eid-ul-Adha

You know you are poor when the bank’s recovery people insist on giving you money

You know you are poor when you use a dial up connection to connect to the internet

You know you are poor when you color you hair black with crayons

You know you are poor when you write your name; address and telephone number on a piece of paper and use it as your visiting card

You know you are poor when you and your wife both use the same cell phone

You know you are poor when you continuously look at the ground while walking in the hope of finding some money

You know you are poor when you bargain over fees with your doctor

You know you are poor when you fake a serious illness just because the ambulance ride costs less than a cab

You know you are poor when no bank offers to give you credit cards

You know you are poor when you try to save your good mood for later use

You know you are poor when beggars on the traffic signal bug every car except yours

You know you are poor when you President is Asif Ali Zardari

You know you are poor when you wait for load shedding to enjoy a candle light dinner, at home

You know you are poor when you still have a ball mouse instead of an optical

You know you are poor when thieves at gun point rob artificial jewelery off your wife and you go to the police station to launch an FIR against them

You know you are poor when a mosquito coil serves two purposes at your home, to drive away mosquitoes and act as a room freshener

You know you are poor when cockroaches at your house commit suicide to avoid death by hunger

You know you are poor when the vendors at light house know you by name

Friday, July 9, 2010

What i want

I want Pakistan to be like the Incredible Hulk, take no shit from anyone and smash to bits everything that comes in my way attitude.
I want Pakistan to be like a reverse swinging in swinging yorker, you miss i hit
I want Pakistan to be like Mc Gyver, resourceful at using anything and everything as a weapon
I want Pakistan to be like Zidane, headbutting every country in the world that tries to annoy us
I want Pakistan to spank the living daylights out of India out of Kashmir
I want Pakistan to show up as the toughest fu**ing mad ass fighter at every UN meeting
I want Pakistan to stick dynamite sticks up every TTP member's poo hole and light it
I want Pakistan to make an action figure of Ahmedinijad and distribute it free to children
I want Pakistan to take a crap on white house's lawn
I want Pakistan to declare Kim Jong-il as its long lost fraternal brother
I want Pakistan to ask other countries to pay ransom to us for not blowing them up
I want Pakistan to name Fidel Castro as the Uncle no one talks about
I want Pakistan to stop getting involved in useless shit created by others
I want Pakistan to whip some much needed sense into Baloch Separatists
I want Pakistan to get its water back from India via missile target practice on their dams
I want Pakistan to name Abdul Qadeer Khan as the baddest Nuclear Scientist ever
I want Pakistan to form a mafia with China, Iran, North Korea and Russia and call it The Fantastic Five
I want Pakistan to employ the Queen of England as the head maid in the President's House
I want Pakistan to ask Hugo Chavez about the appearance of "balls" and how to use them