THE CHINESE NEW YEAR

well everyone, is another day in the year cept' this day is different, its the chinese new year.
do i hear a WOOT, yes i heard it. i heard it. yes, the chinese new year people, its the CHINESE NEW YEAR.
i mean we wear pretty clothes on this day, go around to other people's houses and greet them with oranges.
i mean like this.
"Wear this pretty dress, and greet your gradparents with oranges."
so i took two oranges and greeted them with oranges.
i wonder why we do that, greet people with oranges.
i mean like. "Happy chinese new year and oh, here's the orange...opps, im sorry, i think i squash it."
or, "happy chinese new year, have a good life, you dont seem quite healthy, here, have an orange."
or, grandfather: i took a dump and now the toilet stinks, what should i do.
Me: oh, here, have an orange, its perfumy

i mean ok, oranges, orange signifies good luck, but do you know everytime we buy a stupid orange, the elder daughter has to eat every part of the rotten left overs. so dudes, stop buying me oprange, and stop giving me the bloody fruit. im already fat enough

and yes, to all my friends reading this blog (its either you have no life, or ur very bored) pls, have a happy chinese new year. i have wished many people this, and i feel like a stinking recorder. one more time i say happy chinese new year, im going to stuff my head into the toilet bowl and my mouth with rotten oranges.

signing off,
Michael Jackson