An octopus rose to fame by picking the mussel from the box it liked.
A parrot flew towards stardom by pecking on a piece of paper.
Random or psychic?
Am probably one of the endangered men whose gender were always questioned by other males whenever EPL or World Cup is in the season. I thought what defines a guy is a dick and not the ball he likes?
By the way, I’m into basketball, if you’re wondering.
Yes, i cannot stand soccer. I don’t see why 22 men or the whole world can get excited over which net the ball goes into.
And no, it wasn’t biased. I didn’t hate soccer because I used to step on a soccer ball so often that always led me to falling. And it certainly wasn’t my idea to think that by not playing it, I’m giving it the best revenge.
But this year, the sport which i never bothered finally caught my attention these few days with the rise of celebrity animals like Paul and Mani. This is what I like, seeing people spend big money on analysts and soccer experts to come together to waste time, energy, electricity and papers to do some well thought out predictions. With human brains losing to a bird’s luck and a sucker’s hunger, the ball is indeed round!
Call me a sadist, I like it when confident people got backfired by their confidence, when people with self proclaimed principles go against their principles in their subconscious. No one is a saint so don’t act like one. Expect the unexpected, no matter how well planned you thought you’ve planned your life.
So, does a bird make the balls better or is a sucker better with balls?
I personally prefer Mani’s prediction not because we’re from the same country, but its name sounds a little more prosperous than Paul, right, ‘money’?
