ok, first in our list is this funny looking road sign. for those ocularly retarded, it depicts a motorcycle above an automobile, with a red hash overlapping them. now, after much thought i came up with 3 possible exiblanations:
1. no motorcycles or cars are to be driven on this road.
2. all evil-kinevil style motorbike stunts are strictly forbidden.
3. if, by any chance, while cruising on fahaheel road, you come across a flying motorcycle, do not to drive underneath it. attempt a quick swerve to the right or left accordingly.
-it can hold no other meaning-
i was on the fourth, you see, minding m own here business, when this half-lorry (oh laury, how i miss you), drove up next to me. unsurprisingly, it was carrying a cow. yes folks, the real-deal cow! not one of those costumes you could pay 3 egyptians guys to where and dance around with at your graduation party, but an acutal Bos primigenius indicus!!
i never knew we made those in kuwait.
for those of you who do not read the arabic, here is a translation of what it says:
-5idmat manazil mitmayzah-
mikyaj-tarkeeb sha3ar-tamless
ta5sees-wa kul a3mal al9alon
3ala yed 5abeerat ma'3ribiyat wa afri8iyat
9alon lamset reem
(lord have mercy)
ok, now this is gotta be the corniest thing in the world. why in the world would you warn the over-speeding driver that a camera awaits him? doesn't that ruin the surprise? it's like having students take an unproctored exam, and then announce to them that "in 2 minutes, we will come by and check that none of you are cheating" until then, do as yee wish.
for those not aquainted with it, this hot-shot palace/castle is located on fahaheel expressway. when i first came accross it, i was thinking "wow! boy would i love to live in a place like dat!" i was thinking. however, i soon came to realize that i would never ever need a(n) habitat of that size! what kind of family would live in a place like that. i mean, even if everyone stayed at home all day long, it would take at least 4 years before anyone would come across someone else. yukh!
get a load of this. i think there's a guy whizzing behind the tree. look at the puddle he has so gracefully accumulated.
i've always wondered, do they cover the tops?
my personal favorite. came accross this sign while on a bridge in shwaik village. i sat there, in my car, all by my lonesome, pondering whether or not i should march ahead. what could possible exist beyond the point of zero distance. how will speed be measured? what would it be like to live in a world governed only by time, mass and volume?
i chaywart and went back home.
observe the Kuwait Grand Central Prison in the distance. note the smoke. don't want to imagine what kind of hard manual labor they're making the dwarves do down there.
the three electronic speed detectors on this bridge are probably as useless as the people who fixed them. i compare them to the 3 jeopardy podiums the contestants stand behind and buzz when they want to answer. you see the cars speed up when getting close to the bridge, as if trying to see who's speed will light up first.
observe the Kuwait Grand Central Prison in the distance. note the smoke. don't want to imagine what kind of hard manual labor they're making the dwarves do down there.
the three electronic speed detectors on this bridge are probably as useless as the people who fixed them. i compare them to the 3 jeopardy podiums the contestants stand behind and buzz when they want to answer. you see the cars speed up when getting close to the bridge, as if trying to see who's speed will light up first.
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3gailah Paradise:
Where Reality is a Dream
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