Monday, September 06, 2004
One day, I'd invent a machine that probably takes a page off the ongoing DARPA project that utilises ultrasound waves to disorient enemies. I'd probably blast low frequency ultrasonic sound waves at the groups of drunk stupid chao angmohs making a racket every weekend, and cause them to puke, or at the very least run away before puking, so that well, they can shut the f**k up and let me have my decent sleep and stop reminding me that I'm a sorry loser who doesn't go out on saturday nights because I can't afford both the time and money. The streets will probably stink to high heaven the morning after, and there would be a ubiquitous background cadence of retching; but hell, its better than the shouting and screaming at 3 am in the freaking morning. And I thought mating cats were the worst I've heard. Ah well. That would really be a geek's best friend.
