Flood, flood,flood, we love.

We have flood every year. All kinds of frogs are very happy. Ingos, ngos, departmentos etc., etc. Making huge money out of flood.

I’m now writing a song. Flood, flood, flood, we love. Hihi.
Madam this and that, what would you do?

What I’m seriously thinking now is to set up my own NGO before too late. And to be the Mister this and that aiming a Noble Price of some millions USD.
Out of flood, earthquakes, democracy, human rights etc., etc.

My Burma’s been long gone…

Once a slave, always a slave. Once a slave country, always a slave country. You can’t rebuild a slave country with the nobles and the same…