Yes, it's back again the once more tiring need to explain the philosophy and motives of our very noble In-field Commando Bernie aka Danny Grober. So, for those of you a little blur on the details of the past escapades,and a little too lazy in the digits on you more acessible limbs [I mean your fingers] to scroll down this uniquely dying blog to read it yourself, here's a quick rundown [grab your dictionaries]:
A long, long time ago, in a place far, far away there lived a prince who married this princess and lived happily ever after. Yep, if only it were that simple ... sigh!
OK, really. During a certain gathering of exclusive members of a faction of the large body we, in crude terms, term students, [I prefer the term 'educatees'] a group of young valiant young men were very attentive to their surroundings. Due to this very alert sense of scrutiny they discovered the existence of an "individual" only known as The Tracer.
Henceforth, they began, following the prompting of of the ever-enthusiastic Danny Grober, to hatch the brilliant undertaking we now know as Project BATT. In which afore mentioned task, our in-field commando, Danny Grober, was catapulted into the very fray of a vicious battle by the masterminds, J. Mugis and Rondo The Einstien. His mission: to infiltrate the vicinity of The Tracer and make himself aquainted with its contents.
Unfortunately, Project BATT has been on hold since the complaints put forth by Bernie aka Danny Grober himself, despite his initial fervour and interest in the project. After careful scrutiny of his complaints, we have established that he seemed to have concocted some form of strange temporary insanity causing him to twist much of his words.
Fortunately, the services of myself and CIA Payne aka Donkey, were able to decipher his cry for more urgent yet subtle help. Therefore, we have been gearing up for the next ensuing battle of which the first wave will be executed Friday: tomorrow.
So, that said, let's get down to Bernie's second set of complaints. Bernine aka Danny Grober posted a comment on a post entitled "posting on a comment" on this blog not too long ago. Here, we will attempt to clarify what exactly he really is trying to say in his comment. Again, his actual comment will be in italics, and the expert interpretations shall be in bold.
People, Bernard here..
[Hmm... I don't know about ny readers, but I sense a constraint here in the starting of his address. His seemingly unrelated tone saying that reminds me of the many hostage situations seen in many shows. Intriguingly, almost all hostages start by saying the same thing: their name? Obviously we would know it is Bernard but the very fact that he stated his name at the beginning seems to indicate nervousness...]
I know it sounds very very lame to be here again and again, trying to clarify this obviously misguided issue revolving aroung myself.. But then again, without doing so, it makes me seem so weak and abusable, thus, being falsely acquainted with a girl.
[Ahh... he acknowledges that it would seem unnecessary to need to implore the forgiveness and clarification of his friends again and again. He regrets wholeheartedly that this 'issue' misguidedly revolves around himself only. He is obviously intending that his fine friends stand beside him in this sea of emotional turmoil, he requests that we also be acknowledged as co-founders of this excellent and close-to-his-heart project. Failing to do so would make him seem weak and unable to carry out his duties. Yes, Danny we apologise for the delay in this project and identify ourselves as the culprits of the before mentioned weaknesses and abusability. Again we implore your forgiveness, Danny for falsely aquainting you with an object you have yet to attain. How foolish of us! Enough! We shall not cause him more pain by continually reminding him that he has not achieved his goals. We will encourage him further and speak of this aquaintance in future tense hereafter.]
Therefore, I strongly feel that I owe everyone a truth that has to be explained, something that the Dolphin and Donkey had obviously trying to manipulate and hide away from fella readers, that I am not 'interested' in the particular girl that Danny Grober had been paired with for the last few misleading weeks.
[We too agree that the truth must be told. Shame on us, unconcious manipulators. Danny, we have wrong you and twisted your truths. Yes, my dear fella readers, Danny is in no way "interested" in this particular beautiful member of the opposite sex. He is ardently admiring and wholeheartedly mesmerised by her perfection in his truthful eyes. We, Dolphin and Donkey, have grossly understated his passionate devotion, and we beg his forgiveness.]
In which, Danny Grober = Bernard Yong, a.k.a. myself...
sigh.. again i sigh, sighing from both relief, relieved from the constricting false 'kuching-kayu-relationship' prank, as well as the innocent nature of the BATT project officers...
[Yes, Bernard, we as fellow admirers of the opposite sex, sigh with you in complete agreement. Bernard here is relieved, and so are we, that the baseless rumors of his dark past in his hometown of quaint Sibu have been truly false and are proven nothing more than mere whispers of a late winter breeze in the spring. Here also, we thank you, kind Bernard, for recognising our innocence and sincerity in our assistance in this your most noble exploit: Project BATT]
Thy shalt be forgiving...
[Ah, he forgives our past failures and we are happy. We will strive even harder to do our best in the merciless battle of Project BATT that treathens to rip to shreads the sensitive emotionality of our most upright Bernard.]
And with tat i raise my case...
[And yes Bernard, we also forgive you and your unconcious grammatical mistakes. We 'rest' assured that you will 'raise' your marks in the forthcoming EST exams.]
DANNY GROBER
[And nihploD signing off]
Thus ends another testimony to the intense attention to detail that our good, kind and noble friend Danny Grober subtly lines his messages with. Henceforth we once again call to all who are concerned to rally forces and join with us in the almost-never-ending quest of Project BATT! Onward troops!
Thursday, 19 June 2008
Monday, 2 June 2008
Holiday fun with English!
Yep, I finally have what all my avid and faithful readers have been waiting for:
An update!
Anyways, yes, Doron's still dead but dead men do tell stories. Seems like the break from our regular schooling lives offers no more of those sparkles which we blogger opportunist love. Sigh...
In a desperate attempt to relieve the magnimity of the stress bestowed upon me by powers beyond my control, I am glad to proceed by providing my ever constant readers a short summary of my activities during the period of withdrawal from the one, and probably the only, public lifestyle due to the interference of some unknown veto power.
Or in simple talk: What I did during the holidays so far.
1. I undertook to provide the suffering and dehydrated finer examples of the human physique, of tS. hpesoJ stropS yaD, with zero expense liquidation:
I gave out free drinks on sports day!
2. I participated in a fine undertaking to unite and strengthen the bonds between the noble individuals who upheld measly instances of justice in our fine education systems. During which I was struck more forcefully into the consideration of commencing Project ESC, DAP and/or MIC:
I went for our Prefect Telematch and had lots of fun!
3. I spent the following week commiting my body to the rememberance of certain tiring and complex maneuvers which were further enhanced by the participation of various individuals of the same rigid undertakings to produce a visually stunning and auditorily demanding display:
I went for band practice on Sat, Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs and Fri -day! We stood around in the sun a lot and made a lot of noise.
4. I commited the diminuitive allocation of rest from the immense physical regimes to perusing the views and opinions of my fellow like-minded acquaintances:
I read a few blogs during my short Gawai break.
5. Throughout the aforesaid specifications of my conduct I continually bemoaned the bereftment of the company of my numerous acquaintances, some of which had recently developed very intristic effects on my being:
I wanna go back to school! I miss my friends! Especially certain ones...
Hence, my period of relaxation granted to me by unknown higher powers has been caught up in many a physical and mental turmult. Therefore I am severly lacking in many of my abilities at his particular instance:
These holidays @#$*%! I'm tired.
An update!
Anyways, yes, Doron's still dead but dead men do tell stories. Seems like the break from our regular schooling lives offers no more of those sparkles which we blogger opportunist love. Sigh...
In a desperate attempt to relieve the magnimity of the stress bestowed upon me by powers beyond my control, I am glad to proceed by providing my ever constant readers a short summary of my activities during the period of withdrawal from the one, and probably the only, public lifestyle due to the interference of some unknown veto power.
Or in simple talk: What I did during the holidays so far.
1. I undertook to provide the suffering and dehydrated finer examples of the human physique, of tS. hpesoJ stropS yaD, with zero expense liquidation:
I gave out free drinks on sports day!
2. I participated in a fine undertaking to unite and strengthen the bonds between the noble individuals who upheld measly instances of justice in our fine education systems. During which I was struck more forcefully into the consideration of commencing Project ESC, DAP and/or MIC:
I went for our Prefect Telematch and had lots of fun!
3. I spent the following week commiting my body to the rememberance of certain tiring and complex maneuvers which were further enhanced by the participation of various individuals of the same rigid undertakings to produce a visually stunning and auditorily demanding display:
I went for band practice on Sat, Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs and Fri -day! We stood around in the sun a lot and made a lot of noise.
4. I commited the diminuitive allocation of rest from the immense physical regimes to perusing the views and opinions of my fellow like-minded acquaintances:
I read a few blogs during my short Gawai break.
5. Throughout the aforesaid specifications of my conduct I continually bemoaned the bereftment of the company of my numerous acquaintances, some of which had recently developed very intristic effects on my being:
I wanna go back to school! I miss my friends! Especially certain ones...
Hence, my period of relaxation granted to me by unknown higher powers has been caught up in many a physical and mental turmult. Therefore I am severly lacking in many of my abilities at his particular instance:
These holidays @#$*%! I'm tired.
Monday, 5 May 2008
Posting on a comment
Kamikaze!?!?!? Here, I [s'noroD tsohG] am trying to make blogger history! Muahahaha! Never in history has there been a post on a comment. [at least I hope there hasn't] So now I will create my masterpiece.
Yes, as has been afore mentioned in the blog of our CIA Don [link in post below], I will be addressing the issue of some complaints brought forth by our most worthy and only in-field commando, Danny Grober. He has posted these self same comments on the previous post and on the post of our faithful CIA. Hence we intend to retalliate his insignificant actions with one of such great magnimity such that he will be forced to comply, in good time, to Phase BATT 2.
A brilliant idea: a post on a comment posted on a post. Yep, the only way he could respond, if he is still valiant enough, is to post a comment on a post about a comment posted on a post. That's right: to post a comment on a post about a comment posted on a post. He would just never dare to post a comment on a post about a comment posted on a post. Why, we would just do a post on the comment that he posted on the post about the comment he posted on a post. I never realized this posting on a comment that was posted on a post would be so fun. Yep, so let's get to that comment posted on my post which I will comment on.
The following is the comment in italics and my comments on the comment in bold:
(I just finished dealing with the Donkey blog when I realised that I have ANOTHER Dolphin to finish with.. So, to save all the trouble, I SMARTLY copied everything over.. Added some stuff though)
[Due to moments of panic, we see Danny trying desperately ... no, not trying to plead his innocence, but rather trying to redeem his desperate personality from reaching the detection of TT. Therefore he hurriedly reproduced everything from the other comment. Notice the desperate attmpt to highlight the SMARTLY? Poor Danny, in desperation, one does weird things.]
Now here it goes:
[Here Danny obviously takes a huge big breath, makes the sign of the cross and hopes he doesn't need to lie too much and hopes that sanoJ is right and TT doesn't read blogs like this.]
Doomed to suffer this excruciating PROJECT, am i not?...
[Suffering? Of course! In pursuit of the advantageous unit TT when he needs it's affinities so badly. How could our Danny not suffer. But wait ...]
Sigh..
[Here Danny id not sighing like the ever famous Eeyore in Winnie-the-Pooh. He is not bemoaning the fact that bold lies are being spread of him in the infinitesimal corners of the internet. No, here he closes his eyes and says, "But TT's soooo good it's worth it!"]
What to do.. There are people who are just too free, so as to 'HELP' others infiltrate a 'closely-defended structure' (quote noroD or better known as Einstein) that they are falsely acquainted with..
[Ah, most noble, gallant Danny. So true, so loyal to not only his cause but his ever faithful friends. Who among the clearheaded would go in pursuit of such an entity as TT only to have to count on the favours of friends to reach it's goals? No, our dignified Danny seeks to do this on his own. And rightly so. but who are we but good friends who must assist if we are in a position to do so? Forgive us, Danny, such a quest should not to be taken by one's lonely self alone.]
Sigh..
[Here he realises the sincerity of our assistance. He understands our concerns for his success.]
Blame the innocent me-self..
[Ah, he is not blaming his entire being here. But rather his dignity, his pride. Why won't he just allow for the help of his friends? He blames his pride for pushing away such valuble aid.]
And I shall forgive them, as they do not know what they are doing.. Really pity kids nowadays..
[Yes, he forgives us. He forgives the cooperators of Project BATT as we are but fine friends who find it obligatory to lend a hand and do so sub-conciously. He pities our being such friends with such a miserable guy like himself. It is no matter, we do not count it a burden, you can rest assured Danny.]
Finally, I stand firm to my belief that THINGS CHANGE ERE THE END! Everything will resolve itself, thus, I shall not worry for what happens, as everything will roll out as fated (in the right and truthful manner), and peace be restored, before the end.. Lol..
[Yes, we too, Danny hope and pray that the everything will change for the betterment of yourself and hopefully to the advantage of our fellow companion J. Mugis and his S. Fate will resolve this but we being your better friends that Fate will exert every effort to speed this giant undertaking up and see it through!]
The ever-innocent,
Danny Grober
[And s'noroD tsohG]
Now that we have truly understood Danny's meaning I call to all who will answer to join us in our quest for the welfare of one true noble being - Danny Grober.
Yes, as has been afore mentioned in the blog of our CIA Don [link in post below], I will be addressing the issue of some complaints brought forth by our most worthy and only in-field commando, Danny Grober. He has posted these self same comments on the previous post and on the post of our faithful CIA. Hence we intend to retalliate his insignificant actions with one of such great magnimity such that he will be forced to comply, in good time, to Phase BATT 2.
A brilliant idea: a post on a comment posted on a post. Yep, the only way he could respond, if he is still valiant enough, is to post a comment on a post about a comment posted on a post. That's right: to post a comment on a post about a comment posted on a post. He would just never dare to post a comment on a post about a comment posted on a post. Why, we would just do a post on the comment that he posted on the post about the comment he posted on a post. I never realized this posting on a comment that was posted on a post would be so fun. Yep, so let's get to that comment posted on my post which I will comment on.
The following is the comment in italics and my comments on the comment in bold:
(I just finished dealing with the Donkey blog when I realised that I have ANOTHER Dolphin to finish with.. So, to save all the trouble, I SMARTLY copied everything over.. Added some stuff though)
[Due to moments of panic, we see Danny trying desperately ... no, not trying to plead his innocence, but rather trying to redeem his desperate personality from reaching the detection of TT. Therefore he hurriedly reproduced everything from the other comment. Notice the desperate attmpt to highlight the SMARTLY? Poor Danny, in desperation, one does weird things.]
Now here it goes:
[Here Danny obviously takes a huge big breath, makes the sign of the cross and hopes he doesn't need to lie too much and hopes that sanoJ is right and TT doesn't read blogs like this.]
Doomed to suffer this excruciating PROJECT, am i not?...
[Suffering? Of course! In pursuit of the advantageous unit TT when he needs it's affinities so badly. How could our Danny not suffer. But wait ...]
Sigh..
[Here Danny id not sighing like the ever famous Eeyore in Winnie-the-Pooh. He is not bemoaning the fact that bold lies are being spread of him in the infinitesimal corners of the internet. No, here he closes his eyes and says, "But TT's soooo good it's worth it!"]
What to do.. There are people who are just too free, so as to 'HELP' others infiltrate a 'closely-defended structure' (quote noroD or better known as Einstein) that they are falsely acquainted with..
[Ah, most noble, gallant Danny. So true, so loyal to not only his cause but his ever faithful friends. Who among the clearheaded would go in pursuit of such an entity as TT only to have to count on the favours of friends to reach it's goals? No, our dignified Danny seeks to do this on his own. And rightly so. but who are we but good friends who must assist if we are in a position to do so? Forgive us, Danny, such a quest should not to be taken by one's lonely self alone.]
Sigh..
[Here he realises the sincerity of our assistance. He understands our concerns for his success.]
Blame the innocent me-self..
[Ah, he is not blaming his entire being here. But rather his dignity, his pride. Why won't he just allow for the help of his friends? He blames his pride for pushing away such valuble aid.]
And I shall forgive them, as they do not know what they are doing.. Really pity kids nowadays..
[Yes, he forgives us. He forgives the cooperators of Project BATT as we are but fine friends who find it obligatory to lend a hand and do so sub-conciously. He pities our being such friends with such a miserable guy like himself. It is no matter, we do not count it a burden, you can rest assured Danny.]
Finally, I stand firm to my belief that THINGS CHANGE ERE THE END! Everything will resolve itself, thus, I shall not worry for what happens, as everything will roll out as fated (in the right and truthful manner), and peace be restored, before the end.. Lol..
[Yes, we too, Danny hope and pray that the everything will change for the betterment of yourself and hopefully to the advantage of our fellow companion J. Mugis and his S. Fate will resolve this but we being your better friends that Fate will exert every effort to speed this giant undertaking up and see it through!]
The ever-innocent,
Danny Grober
[And s'noroD tsohG]
Now that we have truly understood Danny's meaning I call to all who will answer to join us in our quest for the welfare of one true noble being - Danny Grober.
Wednesday, 30 April 2008
Filler post ++
Ah, just got down to visiting all those weird blogs I happen to know about and I just realized I don't have a filler post! So here it is.
Due to the fact I must have some form of substance regardless of whether this is a filler post or not, I think I shall try for a small unveiling of Project BATT! [which my good friend yrreP has already plagiarized; *sigh* the importance of being idle]
Project BATT: abbrieviation of Project Bernie and The Tracer
Main objective: Our bravest and most valiant, forefront commando, dranreB, better known as Bernie, [partly because I'm tired of inverting names as sanoJ pointed out it can be time consuming] has been set out on a daring mission to infiltrate the closely-defended confines of a subject, codenamed 'bullet train', T.T. or The Tracer. Upon infiltrating this complicating structure, his duties are strictly private to his person.
Our tacticians and brilliant masterminds are deadset to prepare and see him through this dangerous, unpredictable course. The coniving wordplay of The Einstein, the devious acting of our famous J. Mugis, and the supporting barracking of our comrade-in-arms, Don and many others.
To see moe on this you may wanna vist the website of our C.I.A., comrade-in-arms, Don[key]:
http://malaysiandonkey.blogspot.com/
Fare you well, ever faithful readers [who probably have nothing better to do] until the completion of Project BATT. After which, I may be able to give a more detailed, non-idiotic explanation.
Due to the fact I must have some form of substance regardless of whether this is a filler post or not, I think I shall try for a small unveiling of Project BATT! [which my good friend yrreP has already plagiarized; *sigh* the importance of being idle]
Project BATT: abbrieviation of Project Bernie and The Tracer
Main objective: Our bravest and most valiant, forefront commando, dranreB, better known as Bernie, [partly because I'm tired of inverting names as sanoJ pointed out it can be time consuming] has been set out on a daring mission to infiltrate the closely-defended confines of a subject, codenamed 'bullet train', T.T. or The Tracer. Upon infiltrating this complicating structure, his duties are strictly private to his person.
Our tacticians and brilliant masterminds are deadset to prepare and see him through this dangerous, unpredictable course. The coniving wordplay of The Einstein, the devious acting of our famous J. Mugis, and the supporting barracking of our comrade-in-arms, Don and many others.
To see moe on this you may wanna vist the website of our C.I.A., comrade-in-arms, Don[key]:
http://malaysiandonkey.blogspot.com/
Fare you well, ever faithful readers [who probably have nothing better to do] until the completion of Project BATT. After which, I may be able to give a more detailed, non-idiotic explanation.
Tuesday, 22 April 2008
Myth: noroD is not dead
Yep, actually, noroD IS dead. This is obviously his ghostly apparation making all those insane and highly unbelievable statements about him being not dead. Sheesh! But apparently through the 3 month refom program organised by the BIG (Board of International Ghosts) he has been reformed and will return to blogging, but, of course, under his proper name tsohG s'noronD AKA nihploD.
Stay tuned and in maybe another 1 month a exciting episode concerning the all-new Project BATT may be released.
Yeah, I'm really just typing nonsense until I can really write. Peace out my ever faithful fans [sarcasm intended].
nihploD
Stay tuned and in maybe another 1 month a exciting episode concerning the all-new Project BATT may be released.
Yeah, I'm really just typing nonsense until I can really write. Peace out my ever faithful fans [sarcasm intended].
nihploD
Thursday, 24 January 2008
No occasions!
Oh no! It seems there's absolutely no occassion for me to post except to uphold the fact that I'm NOT dead yet. Till the next resonable occasion to post another little memo like this.
-nihploD out-
-nihploD out-
Tuesday, 1 January 2008
Happy New Year!
This is just an obscure little post telling everyone who bothers to accidentaly get directed to this site from random places like sanoJ's blog that noroD is most definately not dead yet.
Happy New Year!
Hopefully I will have the time to update more often [often meaning more than once in three months]
Happy New Year!
Hopefully I will have the time to update more often [often meaning more than once in three months]
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