I was born on the prairies, where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures. [GERONIMO]
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Aiyoh yoh, Kamal, how low can you go?
Kamal was livid when he was asked why he kissed Muhyiddin's hand, as though the latter was some sort of royalty. He snapped back, “Kiss his hand? When did I kiss his hand? Show me where I did that,”Since you asked, Kamal, here they are ...