The Hometown Wind

Im here in my country, my birthplace, my motherland, my turf, my hometown. its been almost a week and i feel good. i think i finally turned over a new leaf. enuf of the emo shit, lets get down to business. these are the things i found amusing, weird, interesting, the lot:

1. groups of  "street racerz"( they are not actually, its obvious they dont race, they pretend to be "racerz") floggin on the gulshan 2 avenue near the pakistan embassy. why? because they are fuck tards

2. the traffic police dont know how to signal shit, they are fucking useless

3. bangladeshi girls are fucking hot, the models i mean. CHICA BOMBS

4. there are people who are so bekar ( absolutely nothing to do) that they make prank calls to newspaper advertisements and to their competitions to threaten them. amusing isnt it?

5. the sun shines, the birds fly, the winter comes and the politicians still lie. its amazing just to think what really goes on inside their heads? i mean seriously, you are still stealing money from the state, from fucking AID MONEY, how do you do it? why do you do it? and why the fuck are you still doing it? i mean, havent you done enough? their shamelessness is hilarious.

6.  and now i'm going to officially diss the so called DJ "Fuad". hey man u suck. what ever compositions i have heard that you produced, i got two words: BULL SHIT. my bad, im sorry i shouldnt have said that.
ITS FUCKING HORSE SHIT! everytime i hear your music, a warning system goes off in my head saying, "BULL SHIT DETECTED( SIREN), UPGRADE TO DEFCON 3". for the Defcon challenged it means: Increase in force readiness above that required for normal readiness, EXERCISE TERM - ROUND HOUSE.
hmmm. reminds me of Chuck Norris, now hez the man, he is mentioned in the Defcon shit.

puff. cough.