Someone sings and some people are like jumping agitatedly on a hot tin roof.
Why are we always a slave to other people's antics?
Why are we always a slave to our emotions?
God must surely be made of sterner stuff.
And so too must adherents be.
Or not?
Now Namewee is in trouble again!
So now, Namewee has to tokok to extricate himself!
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