I know how some of you hate reading fictions with unrealistic characters. Even more so with a Narrator who you can hardly identify with. You don't even know whether your Narrator is a he or she or an umbrella.
When I talk about the Narrator with people I know, they often find it irritating that they start screaming 'I do not want his stupid voice in my head !!'
It pains my heart when I hear things like that.
Our lives might be different in many ways. But there are also many experiences in the Narrator's fictions that we all shared. All our lives have had a good deal of struggles and frustrations.
The Narrator has a lot plans for Dumbville. Like there will be a library here, and a fitness center over there.
I hope this will make you understand The Narrator, and to continue your support to the community. Thank You !
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
The Sailors & The Island with A Story Behind It
It turns out that the Sailors who jumped ship immediately made an impact. They discovered an island and called themselves The King number 21, 22, and 23. Although no treasure were found on the island, they managed to feel content, and above all, happy. Perhaps they are happy because they don't have to listen to Captain Nicky's "Be-On-The-Ball", "Without-You-We-Are-Nothing", "Wash-Your-Own-Cups" ,etc speeches anymore.
The have swam a good 0.01mm off the map and find themselves in a really really good place now. Really.
So, what is the problem?
Unfortunately, I've just looked up on the Web and found out that there is a selfish, giant looking lizard that eats up Sailors who call themselves Kings.
Should I risk it and tell the Sailors about the lizard? But I've just started to feel safe and boring and really do not have the qualities to do anything risky. Oh dear, tell me what I should do?
The have swam a good 0.01mm off the map and find themselves in a really really good place now. Really.
So, what is the problem?
Unfortunately, I've just looked up on the Web and found out that there is a selfish, giant looking lizard that eats up Sailors who call themselves Kings.
Should I risk it and tell the Sailors about the lizard? But I've just started to feel safe and boring and really do not have the qualities to do anything risky. Oh dear, tell me what I should do?
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Captain Nicky & His Treasure Island
Somewhere in the map, a couple of inches away from the land, Captain Nicky is sailing out. He wouldn't tell his sailors where he is sailing to. And so the doubtful sailors gossiped when Captain Nicky went to sleep. It became clear that the sailors' lives are now on their own. Although they think that Captain Nicky is funny and ambitious at times, there is just too much risk for the sailors to put their life on at stake. It would be easier just to make sandwiches, so they thought.
An hour or so after Captain Nicky got up from his sleep, all his sailors have jumped ship. Captain Nicky has no one to blame. He wished the sailors luck. Yet he also secretly put the curse on them. "You stupid sailors" he chuckled. "You will know what pain is"
The wind is blowing so hard. And it sounds like an old man crying. Captain Nicky is now hiring. Fresh grads who has an interest in sailing are welcome to send in their resume.
Well, the odd thing about Captain Nicky is that he looks very much like a nice person from far.
An hour or so after Captain Nicky got up from his sleep, all his sailors have jumped ship. Captain Nicky has no one to blame. He wished the sailors luck. Yet he also secretly put the curse on them. "You stupid sailors" he chuckled. "You will know what pain is"
The wind is blowing so hard. And it sounds like an old man crying. Captain Nicky is now hiring. Fresh grads who has an interest in sailing are welcome to send in their resume.
Well, the odd thing about Captain Nicky is that he looks very much like a nice person from far.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Contestant # 2

Poor Algiby couldn't afford a camera. So he drew us what he sees Dahlia in 20 years time. Which I must say is awesome. This is probably the closest thing that is ever going to look like Dahlia. It is filled with so much textures and romantic power that I could almost reach out to touch the chicken. And when I touch the chicken I can feel the pain of a life time. No, in fact , it is the pain of a life time x 2.
I can understand how some people would not have appreciate the power of the drawing. That is because they think all pictures should be drawn with cheeses and cupcakes.
Well done Algiby De Van Goyah.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Contestant # 1

Jorge Jusus sent in the Dahlia he sees in the next 20 years. It is amazing how Jorge managed to keep the pony in the picture. Well done, Jorge! And hell is Dahlia not sort of pretty when she has her chin down?
Perhaps it is not your best interest to know that it is actually against the Dumbville's Law to masturbate to the pictures of the contestants during the competition.
Friday, June 15, 2007
The Number One VCR In The World
Have I told you about this VCR player where you can fast forward to see Dahlia in 20 years time? No? Well then, you would really have to play dumb and assume there is this really really cool VCR player that could seriously fast forward anything in the planet when you hit the imaginary fast forward button.
What do you see?
PS: Please hit the record button and send the tape to The Dumbville's Imaginary Film Festival. Nominated films will not be screened. Do put in the effort to make a really bad one.
What do you see?
PS: Please hit the record button and send the tape to The Dumbville's Imaginary Film Festival. Nominated films will not be screened. Do put in the effort to make a really bad one.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Well Well Well - part 5
Wild reports about Dahlia's life in the well are coming in from all over the place . One source says that Dahlia is in fact a cat, because she is caught throwing up fur balls. Another report says Dahlia was actually framed to trip and fall into the well because the world has ran out of space for cup cakes.
But the most rediculous report I've ever read was that Dahlia just spent $378 on a 60G refurbished iPod. And it is black in color.
Is Dahlia going to believe in iPod? or did the Devil tempt her? Does it make any sense?
But the most rediculous report I've ever read was that Dahlia just spent $378 on a 60G refurbished iPod. And it is black in color.
Is Dahlia going to believe in iPod? or did the Devil tempt her? Does it make any sense?
Monday, June 11, 2007
Well Well Well - part 4
Dahlia isn't quite dead yet. I do not know what kept her alive. Maybe someone above likes her, and by someone above I do not mean the Fairy Godmother or the Queen of Langkasuka, I mean The Janitor who works around the corner. I don't remember his name. It sounds something like Frank. Or Lee. Or Jelly Fish.
I have reliable sources telling me that The Janitor has been dumping cup cakes that have gone bad into the well. Besides the cup cakes, The Janitor has also threw up himself into the well not once, but seven times. Some say this makes the cup cakes taste even better.
Dahlia has now developed a taste for expired cup cakes, and with vomitees on top occasionally. She isn't exactly looking forward to be out of the well. In fact, she isn't looking forward to anything. It would be nice if she could make herself to believe in things like God, or reincarnation, or even iPod. But she couldn't.
I have reliable sources telling me that The Janitor has been dumping cup cakes that have gone bad into the well. Besides the cup cakes, The Janitor has also threw up himself into the well not once, but seven times. Some say this makes the cup cakes taste even better.
Dahlia has now developed a taste for expired cup cakes, and with vomitees on top occasionally. She isn't exactly looking forward to be out of the well. In fact, she isn't looking forward to anything. It would be nice if she could make herself to believe in things like God, or reincarnation, or even iPod. But she couldn't.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Well Well Well - part 3
17 months have passed since Dahlia tripped and fell into the well. We may assume that she has already reincarnated into some kind of creature like Barbie Doll, Melody Bird, or Killer Bee. Having said that however, we would have to first assume that Dahlia is already dead. But is she?
You don't know. Because The Author is slick and mean. Perhaps The Author just doesn't want Dahlia to have an easy death.
I do not know what weapon can we use to fight the mean Author. But does it worth a hell lot to save Dahlia? I doubt we would even get paid fighting the mean Author.
'A clever person solves a problem. A wise person avoids it' - Albert Einstein
You don't know. Because The Author is slick and mean. Perhaps The Author just doesn't want Dahlia to have an easy death.
I do not know what weapon can we use to fight the mean Author. But does it worth a hell lot to save Dahlia? I doubt we would even get paid fighting the mean Author.
'A clever person solves a problem. A wise person avoids it' - Albert Einstein
Monday, May 21, 2007
Well Well Well - part 2
Dahlia is in the well, hoping. She is also whispering at the same time. In fact, she is whispering her hope, hoping that someone could hear her whispering. But unfortunately no one did. She wondered why she never made any funny noises instead, to get the attention. But the thought quickly went away as she realized that she hasn't put any make up on. It will be really silly to get the attention when she just wants to be left alone in the well.
Dahlia is saddened by this. But she couldn't afford to cry. Because she doesn't have any tissue with her. She also doesn't have her handkerchief, yellow ribbon, or iPod if that matters to you.
I honestly don't know how or when or what could get Dahlia out of the well. I thought maybe a face transplant could work. But that could easily cost us $5000.
If you genuinely want to help Dahlia, we encourage you to write in and give her your support.
Dahlia is saddened by this. But she couldn't afford to cry. Because she doesn't have any tissue with her. She also doesn't have her handkerchief, yellow ribbon, or iPod if that matters to you.
I honestly don't know how or when or what could get Dahlia out of the well. I thought maybe a face transplant could work. But that could easily cost us $5000.
If you genuinely want to help Dahlia, we encourage you to write in and give her your support.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Well Well Well
It seems like it has been a year without any news from Dahlia. I can imagine how some of us could even not remember who Dahlia is.
My only explanation is that she might have somehow tripped and fell into a well. I don't know if anyone is going to save her. Because it seems like a decent punishment for her on cheating on you. Although it could be fun if we get to choose between public canning and falling into a well. But it isn't like we have a choice here.
There are times when people just need to accept that their best times are behind them. I wish you luck, Dahlia.
My only explanation is that she might have somehow tripped and fell into a well. I don't know if anyone is going to save her. Because it seems like a decent punishment for her on cheating on you. Although it could be fun if we get to choose between public canning and falling into a well. But it isn't like we have a choice here.
There are times when people just need to accept that their best times are behind them. I wish you luck, Dahlia.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Dalia is Cheating On You
Monday, April 16, 2007
The Petition
If you are not sick of me talking about Dalia, and have been waiting to find out more about Dalia and her finger, you'll have to wait a little longer. Apparently the finger that was cut is healing and there's really nothing much to be talked about.
I say we get a petition going around to get Dalia to cut herself again. What do you say?
I say we get a petition going around to get Dalia to cut herself again. What do you say?
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Dalia's Finger Licking Good
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
What Are We Going To Do With Dalia?
Dalia cut herself today. But unfortunately you have probably cut yourself many times before, so I am not going to tell you how exactly Dalia cut herself today, and how she managed to stop herself from bleeding to death. And also because It will be more fun watching naked people making out over the internet than than me going over it again what you have probably experienced 89 times.
I like Dalia, but we can't talk about her every time she cuts her finger. We need heroes who have strength, PR skills, intelligence and possibly know a bit of carpentry. Certainly, the lack of heroes in the stories is what causing this blog to appear frozen like.
Maybe it is time to bring in another somebody to bring this blog to another level. Or maybe we should just watch porn.
I like Dalia, but we can't talk about her every time she cuts her finger. We need heroes who have strength, PR skills, intelligence and possibly know a bit of carpentry. Certainly, the lack of heroes in the stories is what causing this blog to appear frozen like.
Maybe it is time to bring in another somebody to bring this blog to another level. Or maybe we should just watch porn.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
What Would You Tell Us If You Were A Dust?
The sound of the vacuum cleaner is getting closer than ever. You know there is less than a split second of time to finish up what you are planning to write. But you also know that you needed less than a lesser split second of time to plan what you are planning to write.
Having sad that however, at the back of your head, you are also annoyed that you might have to explain why would the sound of the vacuum cleaner getting ever closer would stop you from writing this.
But since you are pressured and knowing that the less than a split second of time is getting lesser than ever, it will be really stupid to.... no wait....
ohhh........shit..........ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....
ohhhhhh...........no...................god..........please.............
Having sad that however, at the back of your head, you are also annoyed that you might have to explain why would the sound of the vacuum cleaner getting ever closer would stop you from writing this.
But since you are pressured and knowing that the less than a split second of time is getting lesser than ever, it will be really stupid to.... no wait....
ohhh........shit..........ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....
ohhhhhh...........no...................god..........please.............
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Melody
Melody is a table lamp. She is capable of shinning, if say, is given the chance to. But was she given any chance at all? Yes. Did she screw it up? Unfortunately she did. Why did she screw it up? Did she screw it up on purpose? Why would a table lamp purposely screwed up something when she was given the chance to shine? Is the table lamp who purposely screwed up somehing when she was given the chance to called Melody? Yes, indeed we just covered that in the first line, had you concentrate on reading this.
Melody is sitting beside the hallway of a place that shall not be named. Melody is exposed to strong winds and rain at times, but is still holding herself together.
If you willing to give Melody a second chance, genuinely willing to give her a second chance, you are welcome to write in.
By the way, there is also an old mattress called Gabriel. But that's another story.
Melody is sitting beside the hallway of a place that shall not be named. Melody is exposed to strong winds and rain at times, but is still holding herself together.
If you willing to give Melody a second chance, genuinely willing to give her a second chance, you are welcome to write in.
By the way, there is also an old mattress called Gabriel. But that's another story.
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Happy Jolly JoJo's Day
Jolly JoJo has a throat infection. It isn't a 'sore throat' as some of the scholars have claimed. It is in fact, a throat infection that could have continously infected other parts of her body like her knees, legs, fingers, and tounges. Although she only has one, but it could be worse if she had two tounges, that both of them could be infected. Fortunately, she doesn't have the extra tounge to be infected.
Like some of the scholars have predicted, Jolly JoJo is on her way to recover from her throat infection. But does Jolly JoJo herself really want a speedy recovery?
Will she give up the chance to be sympathized by the people around her? Will she not wants to be studied by the scholars? Will she rather not be excused as an under achiever at work because of her handcicap?
If she really wants to get well, genuinely wants to get well, she's going to have to go against her own wish and drinks 8 galons of water a day.
And so it comes to the moment to cast our minds back. To bow our heads 90 degree off the ground, and look up to the sky and say "Be Well, Jolly JoJo"
Like some of the scholars have predicted, Jolly JoJo is on her way to recover from her throat infection. But does Jolly JoJo herself really want a speedy recovery?
Will she give up the chance to be sympathized by the people around her? Will she not wants to be studied by the scholars? Will she rather not be excused as an under achiever at work because of her handcicap?
If she really wants to get well, genuinely wants to get well, she's going to have to go against her own wish and drinks 8 galons of water a day.
And so it comes to the moment to cast our minds back. To bow our heads 90 degree off the ground, and look up to the sky and say "Be Well, Jolly JoJo"
Monday, May 01, 2006
The Pink Elephant And Her Bad Day
The Pink Elephant got up really early this morning. But her luck was bad. She missed two buses, and the third one she took broke down. So she had to walk from one end to the other. It would be easier if she could just take a cab, but she didn't. It isn't particularly a good means of transportation for a Pink Elephant after all.
If you can tell a Pink Elephant what to do in real life, what would you say?
Oh by the way, the Pink Elephant is still walking from one end to the other. Cabs are passing by her one after another.
If you can tell a Pink Elephant what to do in real life, what would you say?
Oh by the way, the Pink Elephant is still walking from one end to the other. Cabs are passing by her one after another.
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