<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:38:25.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of GoGoGadget</title><subtitle type='html'>Wanna know something? Take a look around!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-1863901118343344946</id><published>2007-08-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:27:45.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with Sis's Friends</title><content type='html'>I realized some concepts from outer game really work to DHV and create an air of interest about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic Tricks:&lt;br /&gt;I did the rubberband separation trick taught to me by Magical.  It works like a charm if you can do it well.  All the girls were blown away and each wanted their own pair of rubberbands so they could try to unravel the trick.  It's amusing to me to watch them try to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negging:&lt;br /&gt;I negged two girls at one time.  I showed the magic trick purposely to a limited audience (3 of 8 could see it really clearly), and when the girls who couldn't see it wanted me to show it again, I simply neg with "Man, you guys are so demanding. Are they always like that?"  I realize it always brings either smiles or laughter right after the line.  It works like a charm to liven the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kino:&lt;br /&gt;Of course touching works, anyone who is socially apt should know this.  But when the touching becomes more frequent after you demonstrate that you're worth it, that's when they become so comfortable with the kino.  I feel whenever I lightly touch the girl, she responds favorably, with a prolonged smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moose, proof that some of the stuff you read works to those who you've opened well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-1863901118343344946?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/1863901118343344946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=1863901118343344946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/1863901118343344946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/1863901118343344946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/08/dinner-with-siss-friends.html' title='Dinner with Sis&apos;s Friends'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-6665586242125493385</id><published>2007-08-09T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:44:41.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Report - MRT (Boon Lay to City Hall)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So I booked out and was on my way to meet my friends at Tiong Bahru.  A colleague was with me and we sat down and just did our own thing: I popped my earphones on and he ipod-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to Jurong East, these two incredible looking HBs walked in.  At first I didn't pay any attention cause they look like china girls, but I took off my earphones anyway to listen in just in case they spoke english.  And lo and behold, they spoke great english.  Both HB8s, but one struck me for some reason, so I made her my target.  I closed my book, took out my rubberbands from my bag and began:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me: Hi guys, could you guys ive me an opinion on something?&lt;br /&gt;Both: (stared at me) OK.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Does my friend look gay? (I point to my friend)&lt;br /&gt;Both: Uh, no not really.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wanna hear a funny story?  Last week we went to MOS, and we were hanging out at the bar when this guy comes up and hits on him!  We knew the guy looked gay cause he sounded gay, but my friend here...&lt;br /&gt;Target: Ya, some people are like that when you go to clubs.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Both: Well, he doesn't look gay.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, Yisheng, you're ok, you don't look gay.&lt;br /&gt;Yisheng: Haha, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fluff, fluff, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Target: I think NUS is way more international than NTU.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?! How do you know that?  You haven't started school yet.  (I turn to the HB8 friend) Is your friend always so presumptuous? Geez!&lt;br /&gt;HB8: Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did Style's best friends test on them when they said that they lived together on campus and were friends for 2 years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me: Nope, you don't have to answer.  You already passed.  You see, when I asked the question, both of you looked at each other as if you were communicating on another level, without even talking.  You know each other.  You were reading each other's mind.&lt;br /&gt;Both: Hahaha, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Target: But why did you use shampoo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;Target: Couldn't you have something else, like lipstick?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok then, let's do it again.  Do you two use the same lipstick?&lt;br /&gt;Both: (Looking at each other)&lt;br /&gt;Me: You don't have to answer, cause you passed!&lt;br /&gt;Both: HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ended up not closing either of them.  I don't know what happened again.  I guess I'm nervous to close.  I passed my station, so I just said bye to them and that it was a nice conversation.  Two nice ones got away again.  They were 19, and we just beginning NTU.  Would have been good dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-6665586242125493385?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/6665586242125493385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=6665586242125493385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/6665586242125493385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/6665586242125493385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/08/field-report-mrt-boon-lay-to-city-hall.html' title='Field Report - MRT (Boon Lay to City Hall)'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-775055907234291023</id><published>2007-07-28T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:50:08.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment MOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Objective: Do Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Open as see fit&lt;br /&gt;2.  Try to have fun with starting conversations&lt;br /&gt;3.  Just grind like hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants: GoGoGadget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS:&lt;br /&gt;My buddies and I waited outside in the line until time to go in.  It was 11:30 pm, so the crowd wasnt heavy yet.  We instantly gathered and went to the smoove room to dance.  Entering the dance floor, we spot 2 petite girls (both HB7) dancing at the right corner, so Aidi and I move in.  I took one, while Aidi took the other.  Grinding begins, and I open the target:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Wow, you are an awesome dancer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HB7: &lt;smiles&gt; Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we keep grinding, and my hands are all over her ass and waist, and she keeps going with her friend, who really complements my target's dancing, so I guess they're pretty into it already.  Aidi helped too on the other HB.  I give dancing pointers every now and then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Hey, do that again.  Oh yeah, like that.  Shake it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then after dancing for a while and my hands are tired of touching the same parts, I tell the girls before leaving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:  Hey guys, I'll be back to dance with you two.  I'll just call you (target) Hansel and you (other HB7) Gretal for now.  So, Hansel and Gretal, I'll be back.  Stay put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to the some of my buddies who were dancing closeby and tell them of the two girls I've opened.  Then I head back to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:  Hey Hansel and Gretal, I'm back.  Where were we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we keep dancing.  I try to pull them over to the platforms to dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:  You wanna dance there? Come on! &lt;i&gt; Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;HB7:  No, we don't want to.  No, cannot!&lt;br /&gt;Me:  &lt;to&gt; Man this girl is so stubborn, is your friend always this stubborn? &lt;smile&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both:  &lt;laughs&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To cut a long story short, I didn't number close them cause their male friend came and kinda took them away.  Oh well, they were cute, and knew how to laugh.  Ass was nice, but I made sure I didn't grope too far south, but just enough for a good idea how round and tight it was.  Thinking back, she was kinda flabby at the front.  A good face nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and the gang hopped between both dance halls to see how the crowd was, and it just got busier and busier until we were squashed like bugs and couldn't move around, much less dance.  So we ended up at the techno room and got some drinks.  I spot two girls HB8 and HB5 near the bar.  I approach and open:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:  Hey guys, can I get your opinion on something?&lt;br /&gt;HB5: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Does this guy look gay to you? &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both: HAHA, no he doesn't look gay, looks normal.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, good, cause just now some guy came over and started hitting on him, so we all thought maybe he looked gay.&lt;br /&gt;Both:  HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Me:  So what are you drinking?&lt;br /&gt;HB8:  Just a beer.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Oh?  Just now I saw the bartender just pour it in your glass and it exploded with fizz!  Maybe he only did it for you!&lt;br /&gt;HB8: HAHA, yeah, he didn't like me. But it looked cool. &lt;smiles&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  So what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;HB8: Brenda (or Glenda or something I didnt catch), and this is my cousin Wendy &lt;points to HB5).&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hello, my name is Leonard.  Nice to meet you two. &lt;we&gt;  So lemme ask you something, why are you just standing here, why aren't you dancing?&lt;br /&gt;HB8:  I don't know how to dance to this music.  &lt;all&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  &lt;i&gt; Come on, you two have to get up there! &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB8:  NO, NO!&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Aww, you're so shy!  My God, &lt;i&gt; hey, is your cousin always this shy?&lt;br /&gt;Both: HAHAHA &lt;hb8&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know what happened at this juncture, but the convo all of a sudden went stale, I think I just lost my nerve and the success that I panicked.  I ran out of stories and convo starters.  Damn, I'm dumb. But after about 15 seconds of non-interaction, I continued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:  Ok, hey Wendy, teach your cousin here how to dance. I have to go catch up with my friends, so after your drink YOU better not just be standing around here.  See you on the dance floor.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB8: Ok, talk to you later! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I got back, the girl was gone.  I dunno why I time-constrained myself, even though I had gotten my foot through the door.  I need to work on more convo starters (my mind just went blank I suppose).  I could have # closed her that moment, but I guess more practice is in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, no closes tonight.  I did know how to improve my dancing and kinoing and approaching (the gay opener really works).  I talked to a PUA on the dancefloor, and he said he knew me from somewhere.  I told him I was a friend of Magical and this is my first night game.  All he suggested was to open the 2-set in front of us.  I didn't, cause it was time to go.  Another excellent learning experience.  Damn, I coulda closed the HB8; I get the sense she was a kuai kuai girl on the inside and was just there for the experience (i could be wrong).&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-775055907234291023?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/775055907234291023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=775055907234291023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/775055907234291023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/775055907234291023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/07/assignment-mos.html' title='Assignment MOS'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-7066460104446762903</id><published>2007-07-21T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:29:14.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment Plaza Singapura</title><content type='html'>Objective: Approaching and Opening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1. Approach any woman of choosing&lt;br /&gt;    2. Open (close optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants: Mus, GoGoGadget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines Mall:&lt;br /&gt;We started at the mall as usual and worked our way up.  The quota was just one opening for Mus, but I set mine at five.  Mus was supposed to open at the mall, but he failed to open, so we headed to PS.  There was an HB6 waiting for the train, and Mus hesitated until the train arrived.  Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plaza Singapura:&lt;br /&gt;The fun begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened one at the Dhoby Ghaut MRT with my cell phone bet opener.  She didn't respond well and actually started to walk away before I coul finish.  I need to work on my facial expressions because I don't think I was smiling too much.  Attribute it to too much time since my last opening.  She was only an HB4 at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, an HB6.5 with my funny shirt opener -- hi, can i stop you for a second?  i need to get my dork of a little sister a present, what do you think of this shirt?  Do you think it's cool?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I show her my shirt.  She smiles.  &lt;/span&gt;"Yeah, it's a nice shirt."  Do you know of any place around here that sells funny shirts like this one?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She thinks for a second.  &lt;/span&gt;"No, I don't think so, but I guess you can walk around and find one."  I say thanks for her opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, an HB6 at Times bookstore.  I open with Mus's Little Sister opener -- hi, i'm looking for a magazine with all the latest and best advice on makeup for my little sister, could you help me?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She chooses two.&lt;/span&gt;  What is the difference between the two?  "They're both really about the same."  Oh? Then which do you prefer?  "I prefer this one."  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pick it up and flip through it&lt;/span&gt;.  Ok, I'll take your word for it, thanks a bunch!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She smiles back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, a store assistant.  I didn't really open her, I just had small and humorous talk with her.  Maybe an HB6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mus opened an HB8.5 using me as wing with the gay shirt opener.  She smiled and chuckled while Mus delivered the opener smoothly, I thought.  No problems there.  One step for Mus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring doing this for hours, and we were mentally drained.  We'll take it one step higher the next time, maybe increasing the number of approaches and actually writing down some routines to practice.  An interesting day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-7066460104446762903?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/7066460104446762903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=7066460104446762903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/7066460104446762903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/7066460104446762903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/07/assignment-plaza-singapura.html' title='Assignment Plaza Singapura'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-4028621049651454590</id><published>2007-06-22T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T04:12:16.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>Objective: Approaching Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say "Hi!" to any woman of our choosing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Must have at least one target respond verbally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Participants: Mus, GoGoGadget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines Mall:&lt;br /&gt;We went in with high confidence, thinking that it will be so easy just for a simple hello.  But we were shocked to find few HBs walking around.  I did the best I could, usually saying a simple "Hi! How are you?" I had a few approaches, but their responses were cold.  Most of them looked down after clearing hearing my greeting.  The worst just stared at me or looked at me with the why-the-hell-are-you-talking-to-me look.  How demoralizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Century Square:&lt;br /&gt;After the mall, we knew it was difficult as hell to get any response at all.  Century Square was even more void of HBs, but we trudged on, with very few hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines Bus Interchange:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! A cute pair of women talking to each other said hi back after my approach.  It does feel good that my objective is complete.  Mus didn't have as much luck, but he did approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;Nice one.  We oughta do this again, maybe in a larger setting and on a freer day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-4028621049651454590?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/4028621049651454590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=4028621049651454590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/4028621049651454590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/4028621049651454590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-lifestyle.html' title='A New Lifestyle'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-3328403032979954885</id><published>2007-01-10T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:41:38.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warcraft 3 Battle Chest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXawNNhTHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pyw3F8aJyhQ/s1600-h/warcraft3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXawNNhTHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pyw3F8aJyhQ/s400/warcraft3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018657881489230962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Box Includes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warcraft 3 Reign of Chaos ver. 1.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wacraft 3 Frozen Throne Expansion ver 1.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warcraft 3 Reign of Chaos Guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warcraft 3 Frozen Throne Guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Suggested Retail Price: $69)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Price: $35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-3328403032979954885?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/3328403032979954885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=3328403032979954885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/3328403032979954885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/3328403032979954885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/01/warcraft-3-battle-chest.html' title='Warcraft 3 Battle Chest'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXawNNhTHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pyw3F8aJyhQ/s72-c/warcraft3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-1833744095437174030</id><published>2007-01-10T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:41:20.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintendo DS Lite Game (Star Trek: Tactical Assault)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXaE9NhTGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/k_iA3ipiZTQ/s1600-h/stta+ds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXaE9NhTGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/k_iA3ipiZTQ/s400/stta+ds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018657138459888738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Includes Game Cartridge&lt;br /&gt;(Suggested Retail Price: $59.90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;My Price: $30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-1833744095437174030?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/1833744095437174030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=1833744095437174030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/1833744095437174030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/1833744095437174030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/01/nintendo-ds-lite-game-star-trek.html' title='Nintendo DS Lite Game (Star Trek: Tactical Assault)'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXaE9NhTGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/k_iA3ipiZTQ/s72-c/stta+ds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241401584059035955.post-8797932966479516591</id><published>2007-01-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:40:23.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintendo DS Lite (Pink)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXWZ9NhTFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OX2YpUqs7_k/s1600-h/nintendodspink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXWZ9NhTFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OX2YpUqs7_k/s400/nintendodspink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018653101190630482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Set includes all seen in the picture above:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nintendo DS Lite (Pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wrist Strap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Battery Charger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Two (2) Stylus Pens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Instruction Manual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Screen Protector Kit (Already Applied)&lt;br /&gt;(Suggested Retail Price: $259)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Price: $189&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241401584059035955-8797932966479516591?l=singaporerubbish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/feeds/8797932966479516591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241401584059035955&amp;postID=8797932966479516591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/8797932966479516591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241401584059035955/posts/default/8797932966479516591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singaporerubbish.blogspot.com/2007/01/nintendo-ds-lite-pink.html' title='Nintendo DS Lite (Pink)'/><author><name>Leonard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01386480433296273628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VRkM3uVrXFA/RaXWZ9NhTFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OX2YpUqs7_k/s72-c/nintendodspink.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
