Make the first move.

This sentence sounds like a lorry. A three tonne, 16 wheeler, cement-mixer-lorry. With cement. And a drunk driver. And a bad wheel. And worn out brake paddles. With three vicious dogs in the back seat. Who haven't eaten for three weeks. Come to think of it, the driver hasn't eaten in three weeks, either.

This sentence even goes against the very order of nature. Like eating lollipops with your foot. Like drinking blended tomato sandwhiches. Like deep-frying a beautiful, fresh and expensive fish. Like walking backwards on the main road amidst speeding traffic. You just DON'T DO IT.

Tell him how you feel.

This one sounds like a raging bull. A mad, mean-ass, vicious bull with sharpened horns. Hasn't eaten in a month. A bad-ass bull with attitude.

This sentence sounds like a death penalty. It is right up there with sentences like; ' We find the defendant guilty of all charges and we sentence his sorry ass to life in Tanjung Rambutan.' Or ' We, the jury, wish to say we think he is as guilty as green is green, blue is blue and so we sentence him to death.' Or 'OMG MZ is pissed.'

Never try, never know.

This is the creme de la creme of all bad sentences. There are some things you know for sure. For example: If you walk into a lorry, you will have your face smashed flat. If you eat the cafe' Butter Chicken Rice, you'll be cursed, addicted, unable to help yourself. If you hear a piyo-piyo sound, you will upskirt an old lady. If you talk to Bra you will be perverted. Come to think of it, Bra is perverted.

This one is one of those things you know. Never try, already know. No need to try.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with me per se. This has nothing to do with me at all, personally. I just happen to muse upon such things. I am a great muser, I am. I think a lot. Sure. Uh huh.