<?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-25913925</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:27:17.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Has A Flaw</title><subtitle type='html'>In the world and beond you can find at least one flaw in anything. If you're not sure what they are then you will find out here! I mean, sure. Some things are great! Like PIE! But it still has a flaw, like, why in the world is it so small, senior?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-8881000879611090609</id><published>2008-06-14T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:48:09.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Teachers</title><content type='html'>First thing I would like to clear up before I start, is that I have no problem with gym teachers. No problem with big burly gym teachers who could snap me like a twig... Needless to say, they still have their flaws.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I don't know if this is only my gym teacher, or every other human being's, but they seem to be prone to doing things in a very mean way. It is always negative punishment rather than praise. For example, if a student were to be playing a game (dodgeball) and were to break a rule, they would be punished rather than given a dollar for playing like- you know what? I change my mind. I cant think of anything wrong with gym teachers other than their haircuts, they need to work on those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Simon, The flaw expert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-8881000879611090609?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8881000879611090609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=8881000879611090609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/8881000879611090609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/8881000879611090609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2008/06/gym-teachers.html' title='Gym Teachers'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-8328782298225798489</id><published>2008-04-21T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T05:09:15.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! How are we all today? Sorry about how long it's been since my last post, but I was made the president of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yugoslavia&lt;/span&gt;, and that has lots of responsibility. So, on with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;business! A certain gym teacher of mine, has been constantly asking me to do another post. So I caved, it's 8 AM and I should be writing some bogus french homework before I rush of to school, only to get a mark that even a hippopotamus with a brain injury would be unsatisfied with, but instead im doing this. Today the only rant, or flaw, I will be covering is on homework. But I think I will keep this one under two sentences, so HERE WE GO! I think homework is pointless. (Thats one) Why would teachers give it to us if they know perfectly well that half of us are NOT going to do it, why not just do it at school, I DO have a life you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, good to be back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Simon, the one and only flaw expert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be back soon with my next post, on... GYM TEACHERS! Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-8328782298225798489?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8328782298225798489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=8328782298225798489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/8328782298225798489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/8328782298225798489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-6628561329311488166</id><published>2007-05-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:44:48.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat-Boxing Flute Guy</title><content type='html'>While browsing YouTube, I came up with the best idea! Search "Super mario theme" and see what comes up. First thing on the list is a video of a man with a flute that had 3,014,810 views. Now i'm no YouTube expert, but that seems like alot. So I checked it out. Now this was facinating. I had found a man with a moustach that could not only play the flute amazingly, but could beat box while playing. And the best part was, it was not too bad. But behind all this amazingness, there's a few problems, like how i said it "was not too bad". It was good, but not great. I find that the beat boxing would make a sort of odd noise with every little boom boom chee. It took away from the all around greatness of the flut playing. But all in all it was good. But it still has a FLAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crfrKqFp0Zg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/crfrKqFp0Zg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-6628561329311488166?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6628561329311488166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=6628561329311488166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/6628561329311488166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/6628561329311488166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2007/05/beat-boxing-flute-guy.html' title='Beat-Boxing Flute Guy'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-6832416811290068261</id><published>2007-02-14T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:44:38.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG DESIGN</title><content type='html'>As you may or may not have noticed, &lt;i&gt;Everything Has A Flaw&lt;/i&gt; has had a face lift. So now I am going to have to re-do my blog banner. Stupid HTML code! So that's whats flawed about changing blod templates! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Flay Expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-6832416811290068261?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6832416811290068261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=6832416811290068261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/6832416811290068261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/6832416811290068261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-blog-design.html' title='NEW BLOG DESIGN'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-1958194140167497117</id><published>2007-02-14T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:34:18.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharks</title><content type='html'>Their big, bad, and many of them eat humans. They can even get 14 meters long. There are so many varieties that even if I wanted to name them all, I couldn't. The shark is a scary thing, but it is flawed. First off, they could have been nice tea drinking, English sharks that chilled with scuba divers, but instead they went with their natural instincts and became hostile man eating beasts, come on. And even though they have eye's they mainly rely on this sensor in their nose that detects electric impulses. And because of this, man has found a way to keep sharks away, for as long as the shark shield’s battery lasts at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iZ_8dLnN8aE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iZ_8dLnN8aE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-1958194140167497117?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/1958194140167497117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=1958194140167497117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/1958194140167497117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/1958194140167497117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2007/02/sharks.html' title='Sharks'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-275382096846417161</id><published>2007-02-11T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T08:14:00.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playstation 3</title><content type='html'>It's the cadillac of gaming systems on the market. Any 32 year old man that lives in his mom's basement's dream. It's the PLAYSTATION 3 (or PS3 if you prefer). It has a next gen dvd format reader built in (BLUE RAY!!!) Built in Wi-Fi (Wireless Internet) and a whole 60gb hard drive built in! And a price tag that would make your grandma's dentures disolve. A whoppin' $699.99 CAN. Or if your in the states, a mere $599.99. I know what your thinking, not because I can read minds, but because I thought it too. &lt;i&gt;Why would someone with any brain what so ever pay seven-hundred dollars for a game console? Hmm?&lt;/i&gt; Well this is why, because their ads are so great, lets watch shall we... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZNRR8kPVPE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZNRR8kPVPE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that worked, then you should all know how much fun that is compared to the Wii commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UP-THj03Zk4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UP-THj03Zk4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, even the commercials are painfully flawed. Tsk tsk sony, I used to like you guys. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-275382096846417161?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/275382096846417161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=275382096846417161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/275382096846417161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/275382096846417161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2007/02/playstation-3.html' title='Playstation 3'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116535877879002490</id><published>2006-12-05T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:46:18.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE FLAW! YAY!</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a while since I did a movie flaw. So let's get started! I have chosen "007, Casino Royal". You know, my family is pretty big on James Bond. They totally LOVE it. So I have seen almost all the James Bonds. I thought that this new James Bond, whatever his name is, would be kinda good. Well, I was more than kinda wrong. Personally, I was disappointed. I have talked to tens of thousands of people who disagree. Apparently Rolling Stone says "Best Bond Ever". I am a twelve year old, so you would think that I was beyond it, but I love all the cool Bond gadgets. In Casino Royal, the cool gadgets he had were a fancy cabinet in his car, a difribulator and a little ear peace. Lame much? So that's the first flaw, secondly, he didn't have any cool neck snapping or finger in the neck paralyzing moves. Finally, the only car chase lasted thirty seconds at the most. Tsk tsk. Oh yeah, It had more product placement then KFC has calories. Oh well, maybe it will be better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116535877879002490?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116535877879002490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116535877879002490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116535877879002490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116535877879002490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie-flaw-yay.html' title='MOVIE FLAW! YAY!'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116485002947430913</id><published>2006-11-29T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:27:09.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozilla VS Safari</title><content type='html'>I JUST downloaded this internet browser called Mozilla because I can't do things like adding hyper links in blogger on Safari. Mozilla 1, Safari 0. There is this cool thing on my laptop where instead of dragging your cursor all the way aver to the scroll bar and back, you put two fingers on the trackpad and drag down and it scrolls for you. It's real handy in Safari, but in Mozilla it mistakes it for the back button? So instead of scrolling, I go back to the last page. Mozilla 1, Safari 1. Another thing is, well (in my opinion) Safari just plain looks better. Check it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/119/309889787_503631fb8e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/119/309889787_503631fb8e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/108/309889788_2acd5eb8c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/309889788_2acd5eb8c7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(You can tell which is which by looking on the top bar in the picture)&lt;br /&gt;Mozilla 1, Safari 2.&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, what kind of a name is Mozilla? If you ask me, Mozilla is the most flawed one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Flaw magician&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mozilla 1, Safari 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116485002947430913?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116485002947430913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116485002947430913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116485002947430913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116485002947430913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/11/mozilla-vs-safari.html' title='Mozilla VS Safari'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116484485143764543</id><published>2006-11-29T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:00:03.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptops</title><content type='html'>I own a laptop. I purchased it on line and it was quite expensive. Its a flashy white &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ca/macbook/macbook.html"&gt;apple macbook&lt;/a&gt;. But that is beyond the point. When you buy a lap top, why do you buy it? For the freedom of using it wherever you like! But, oh no! My notebook only has .09% battery left!! You have no idea how much it happens to me, that I am in the middle of something and suddenly, BAM!!! No power. Gone, GONE!. Now I know what you are thinking, "Simon, it says on the site that you get 6 hours of battery life! But did you notice the little 2 in brackets? It's like this, on a white background though. "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(2)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;".  Look at the bottom of the page and it says "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Battery life depends on configuration and use." So if you have the airport on, Bluetooth, or even the screen turn all the way up, you're battery only lasts for, 3 hours. Tsk tsk, so much for portability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116484485143764543?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116484485143764543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116484485143764543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116484485143764543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116484485143764543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/11/laptops.html' title='Laptops'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116424307931570107</id><published>2006-11-22T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:52:34.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People Who Bash Comic Books (Ya, You!)</title><content type='html'>Now, I'm not saying there is no such thing as a comic book geek. I mean, that's the guy who faints at the comic convention when he sees the guy who's brother married a woman who's room mate from college's son's wife's best friend's ex boyfriend from highschool's mom's boss's boss's wife's sister's husband's aunt's uncle twice removed once gave a doughnut to the guy who wrote a comic no one has heard of. That's a bit over the top. But, what's wrong with liking comics. My dad has at least a thousand and he is a self sufficient artist in the advertising business that raised a family with my mom for my entire life and more (my big bro). Thanks to him, I like comics! But those jerks that make fun of me for reading a comic in my reading period at school deserves to have his teeth punched out by "The Badger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/108/303864488_cd7160a0fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/303864488_cd7160a0fc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, why is it so bad to read comics, is it a REAL problem. Or is it just a stereo type. Congratulations all you phat comic nÃ© sayers, I declare you FLAWED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Phlaw Expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S. That phlaw thing was just something I thinkI I forgot to add to my post a while ago about the word flaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116424307931570107?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116424307931570107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116424307931570107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116424307931570107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116424307931570107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/11/people-who-bash-comic-books-ya-you.html' title='People Who Bash Comic Books (Ya, You!)'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116424193900702364</id><published>2006-11-22T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:32:19.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>French Verbs</title><content type='html'>You know, there are only a few things in life that make me angry. Number One: Dissing comic books. Number Two: Pre-made pie. And Number Three: French Verbs. Sure there are a few other little things, but those three really tick me off. But I am not here to talk about things that make me angry, like a pumped up jock telling me off for liking comics (that's just wrong, man), I am here to talk about things that are flawed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, French verbs. When I say "So, French verbs" you are thinking, like, va (on va au jeux de hockey). Well, Joe, it's just not that simple. I am an average shmoe in a French immersion class with terrible spelling and bad multiplication. And if it isn't sung or hummed in a tune of sorts, I just can't remember things. So you can imagine how hard it is for me to remember that after the first classification thingy of plural the verbs end with "ons". Oh? You say it's easy? Ya, well try that DIFFERENT ENDINGS! For like five or six different classification things. So, I finally got it down, easy peasy now. Oh yeah, did I mention, there are irregular ones too!?!?! So now I've got like six verbs and THIRTY-SIX endings to memorize, so you can tell I am freaking out. Oh yeah, and there's a test, oh yeah, and I already did it once and (you know how in tests in cartoons, the main character always gets a big red "F" on his/her test) Well that was my test, but without the big "F". I got 50 out of 102. But enough self pity. I just want to say, why? Why is it so damn complicated. Why not make it one thing for every freaking verb? That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert that wishes he was a verb expert and has to redo a test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116424193900702364?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116424193900702364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116424193900702364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116424193900702364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116424193900702364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/11/french-verbs.html' title='French Verbs'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116390648638240884</id><published>2006-11-18T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T19:21:26.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Is FLAWED</title><content type='html'>This post was graciously brought to my attention by my kind gym teacher from last year. Its the word flawed. Or basically, the entire English language. I mean, there are just so many different ways to write it my hand would hurt if I had to write them all. Well, may be its not that bad. First, why not spell it, Flah, as in "AHHHH THAT JERK ATE A PIE WITHOUT A FORK!!!". Or, why not add an "e" to the end, like awe, as in "He sat in awe as the jerk ate pie without a fork". Perhaps it should be spelled flough, as in cough. As in "no one made a sound, not even a cough as the jerk ate his pie without a fork". So that's pretty much all I can think of, but if you have any more suggestions, go ahead and tell away. I hope to update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116390648638240884?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116390648638240884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116390648638240884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116390648638240884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116390648638240884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/11/everything-is-flawed.html' title='Everything Is FLAWED'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-116154768347541091</id><published>2006-10-22T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:08:12.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brothers</title><content type='html'>Now, I am a younger sibling so all you other younger siblings out there should see where I am coming from. My big brother is great, but some times, well, he is a pain in the bum. He does things that get on my nerves, from verbal to physical abuse. But deep down inside, he really just wants to see me sad. No, that's a lie. But if I wrote what I was thinking I would end up with a base ball sized bruise on my shoulder, a big purple one. So this will be short. Older siblings are generally mean to younger ones. At least with boys. I don't know about girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the master of flaws&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-116154768347541091?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/116154768347541091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=116154768347541091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116154768347541091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/116154768347541091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/10/big-brothers.html' title='Big Brothers'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115983211054218102</id><published>2006-10-02T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:42:45.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History Classes</title><content type='html'>I must say, I havent posted in a long while! So hi, my name is Simon, incase you forgot. Anyways, today I am going to talk about an on going frustration in school... HISTORY! You know, I am fine with learning about how those old jerks started canada as we call it, but learning about each tiny group what they were all called and how they made their houses, hmmm. What they ate, how they ate, their religon, the religon of the people who lived where they came from, how many people live in their house, what they do with their spare time, ect. It just gets boring talking about it. I understand about why people need to learn math, science, spelling, reading, writing. I is all opening doors to your adut life. But you know, I JUST DONT CARE ABOUT THOSE ANCIENT CANADIENS! But thats just my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personaly I dont bellive knowing where the pioneres went to the bathroom is going to help me when I am 46. But again, thats just my opinion. I could move to some weird town where we celebrate christmas by putting fruit in the dirt to keep them cool. I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just hear me out when I say that I beleive that all this old Canada stuff is getting, well, OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my look on history class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Flaw Master!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115983211054218102?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115983211054218102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115983211054218102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115983211054218102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115983211054218102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/10/history-classes.html' title='History Classes'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115492187269140429</id><published>2006-08-06T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:37:52.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother (And Maybe Yours)</title><content type='html'>Check it out y'all&lt;br /&gt;Usually I try to incorporate things everyone can compare to in my blog but today I have decided to cross the police line. My mom; she is a nice lady, she has just begun her new teaching job and has blessed us with a new car. But she hates pack rats and their useless junk. Namely, my dad and his "useful" junk that's "not junk". So anyways, -I am afraid to say this flaw blog entry post doohicky will be more story like then usual- it all started when my brother got signed up for a month of camp, he didn't want to go but my mother dearest got him to go by saying she would clear out the junk yard (our basement) so he could use it as a recording studio (he is into recording, and wants to go to some university in California, mind you he is only in grade 10 in September). So mom cleared it all out and yours truly got stuck with all the heavy lifting (For a small fee of course). Mama said that my father is not even aloud to go into the basement until it was done because he holds onto anything. Even used toilet paper with bat man printed on it (just joshin'). Then, dad goes away on a fishing trip and right now mom is trying to clear out/ organize his office. He gets home tomorrow. Now its hard with dad, either he will love mom for doing this, or want a divorce. One thing that's flawed about my dad (but that's a different story). So the one flaw my mom wont get angry at me exploiting without permission, as I hope you can see from this short story, she NEEDS neat and tidy pack rat free rooms in the house. &lt;br /&gt;There you have it folks! Even my mom is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Flaw expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115492187269140429?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115492187269140429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115492187269140429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115492187269140429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115492187269140429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-mother-and-maybe-yours.html' title='My Mother (And Maybe Yours)'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115360032210512755</id><published>2006-07-22T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T13:32:02.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>Weddings are when people express their love for each other by committing to spending the rest of their life with the other. Many say this time is a magical moment in ones life but I still say it's flawed (but of course I do). For those of you that have a nice picture of their wedding (coming or gone) in their head and do not want it to be shattered I suggest that you close this window now and then open it and read this later. For those of you still reading I will continue...&lt;br /&gt;When one is getting married they may be marrying the wrong person. "Wrong person?!?!?" you may be saying... Yes, if you cant stand this person for one night, and then you marry him/her/him-her, trouble is coming and there will be more papers to sign. If you know what I mean. If not, then &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Divorce"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! In that way you will be wasting paper and ink. Another way marriage is flawed is that the person you marry could be very lazy, and in the relationship, you will end up doing most of the work... As a child of the age that is considered as a child I am usually banned from these weddings and am stuck with the grand parents (No offence granny and gramps of both sides), so I am treated like a baby of high intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;So I have told you how weddings are flawed. They can lead to wasting trees, killing octopie, over tiredness, and over babying.&lt;br /&gt;Simon, Flaw Expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have forgotten... There are still places ready to join the flaw team, hurry, hurry, spaces are filling up fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115360032210512755?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115360032210512755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115360032210512755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115360032210512755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115360032210512755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/07/weddings.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115281886661132096</id><published>2006-07-13T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T12:33:23.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer As A Older Child</title><content type='html'>Even though I am simply 11 going on 12 in September, and am not considered a teen, a general admition ticket for the movies, and am still eligible for child fees for trains and so on, I'm not a small child, so I guess I'm an older child. Now, when you are an "older child" and you are not a fan of summer camp at a far away place stuck in the wilderness for even just a week, and all your friends are, you are gonna have a pretty darn bad summer. Summer vacation is supposed to be a happy time when children all over can come together and be happier then they would be if they got to eat all the candy ever created on the face of the planet earth and within our galaxy. And it used to be just like that. Until the very moment I became old. So now I am stuck in my house because I am too lazy to go outside until my dad forces me to go on a hike with him. And then I get back and hope to have a message from ANYONE inviting me to do something of even the slightest interest. And of course, there are none. So for the next month and a half I am doomed to family bonding whether I like it or not. But, there are some money making perks to this summer. For one my dad has taken on a job that yet he enjoys working on, he cant do it all by his lonesome. So I snagged the job of helping do flat coloring on the work! YIPPY! So that's 100 bucks a page. Pretty sweet if I do say so myself. Plus, my grandpa need a freshly sweeped deck every Sunday so that snags me 10 bucks a Sunday, plus the 5 he gives me as a "allowance". Then there is grandma. She owns a store ("The"  Boutique) And lets me work mornings there every Saturday. And, I have no clue how much money that snags me but it better be good if I have to scrape up raccoon poo once a week. Anyways those are the small perks about the summer that make me a small bit amused. Other then that, summer is a huge let down and is flawed as ever.&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Flaw Expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115281886661132096?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115281886661132096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115281886661132096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115281886661132096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115281886661132096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/07/summer-as-older-child.html' title='Summer As A Older Child'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115118161874703447</id><published>2006-06-24T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T13:40:18.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cottage: Post Cottage</title><content type='html'>Sorry I didn't post when expected, I was busy working on my &lt;a href="htttp://simonporterpeng.blogspot.com/"&gt;art blog&lt;/a&gt;. So now I will explain to you the flaw in the during and after part of cottaging. While you are there, depending on what your cottage is like, there are certaint frills that are missing from life. Like a T.V., flush toilet, and for some of you weirdos, electricity! Then after you get past that, the cottage is pretty good. After the cottaging, you need to pack everything up, and usually you end up forgetting something. Then there is another extensively long car ride, you get home, then you have to unpack EVERYTHING. Yes vacation is a hard pass time. Other then that, cottaging is fun, and I love it so you should too.&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115118161874703447?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115118161874703447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115118161874703447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115118161874703447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115118161874703447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/06/cottage-post-cottage.html' title='Cottage: Post Cottage'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115049134649239315</id><published>2006-06-16T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T13:55:47.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cottage: Pre Cottage</title><content type='html'>For the next few posts on my blog I will post about the cottage. I am about to leave for the cottage (in like 20 mins to be exact). So today i will talk about the flaws of the "Pre Cottaging". First it takes a REALLY long time to pack everything, and when you think you're done you still have like 5 more things to find. You finnaly get in the car and have driven for like 5 minuts when you realise that you need to do #1. So you stop the car at the nearest Tim Horton's, have a pee break and then buy a coffee or a douhnut. Then you should be good, depending on how far away you're cottage is, you may need to stop a few more times. Other than that, the begining of cottaging, isn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I will be gone all weekend with no computor so i will be writing my cottage flaw journal b hand, and wont be posting it till monday, or tuesday, or wednsday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115049134649239315?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115049134649239315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115049134649239315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115049134649239315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115049134649239315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/06/cottage-pre-cottage.html' title='Cottage: Pre Cottage'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115005605252810392</id><published>2006-06-11T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:00:52.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Reason?</title><content type='html'>While I was writing my last post, "&lt;a href="http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/06/wikihow.html"&gt;wikiHow&lt;/a&gt;". I realized, maybe this blog is not me trying to prove that everything has a flaw. Perhaps I am hunting for one thing that does not have a flaw. Perhaps I am just trying to find something that has no wrongs; please, don't try and give me something that is not flawed.&lt;br /&gt;For I don't want to throw it back in your face with a big stamp on it that says "FLAWED". This is my duty, I must find the one thing that is not flawed. Maybe I am hunting down all the flaws in order to free all people from flawed lives.&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, Flaw Expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115005605252810392?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115005605252810392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115005605252810392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115005605252810392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115005605252810392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-reason.html' title='New Reason?'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-115005555065598444</id><published>2006-06-11T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T12:52:30.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wikiHow</title><content type='html'>Recently, I found a site called &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Main-Page"&gt;wikiHow&lt;/a&gt;. It is a site that is inhabited by thousands of little how-to files. Sure most of them are accurate and interesting, but some of them are completely pointless. For example, "&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Leave-Someone-for-Good"&gt;How To Leave Someone For Good&lt;/a&gt;" (I really love the picture in that one). Who is seriously gonna take relationship advise from a how-to site. Sure, if your really desperate to leave this person then you may resort to this advice, but really, I read it, and don't think it would be useful. Not that I needed that one or anything... He, he, he. Anyways, there is also stupid ones like, "&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Run-up-a-Wall-and-Flip"&gt;How To Run Up A Wall And Flip&lt;/a&gt;". Unless you had those &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIANT&lt;/span&gt;, super squishy, high jump mats then I don't think your gonna do this one. It's a bad idea. A fancy aspect of this site is that it is not all done by one person... When you sign up for wikiHow you can write your own how-to things. I tried, and there is a flaw. I made a typo in the title, and you can't edit that after you publish it. Darn. So, now you know that even the most unheard of things from the other side of the galaxy are flawed as well. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask where I heard of this &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Main-Page"&gt;wikiHow&lt;/a&gt; junk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-115005555065598444?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/115005555065598444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=115005555065598444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115005555065598444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/115005555065598444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/06/wikihow.html' title='wikiHow'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114918537985750118</id><published>2006-06-01T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:09:40.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iTunes</title><content type='html'>iTunes, the music app of iLife. For those Mac users out there I hope you know what I am talking about. Now iTunes itself is fine except it has ruined it self by adding that terribly flawed music store. This music store is where you can go if you are to lazy to go out and buy a CD, oh yeah, and if you have a credit card. Now they try and butter you up with free downloads of the week, but most of the time, those free downloads SUCK! Now I am still a child and most children don't really care when they are listening to as long as it has a melody. But I am not like most children and have a sense of music that is good and bad. Usually I am open minded to all those huge corporate bands but iTunes just picks the WORST music ever for this stuff. If it doesn't sell... IT'S FREE!&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the flaw expert.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;If by some chance anyone wants to join my flaw team, be sure to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMAIL &lt;/span&gt;me at "siguysimon@gmail.com". Emailing is important, either that, or leave me a comment with you're email in it. But then you are susceptible to SPAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114918537985750118?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114918537985750118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114918537985750118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114918537985750118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114918537985750118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/06/itunes.html' title='iTunes'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114821186987918464</id><published>2006-05-21T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T04:44:29.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog banner...</title><content type='html'>Today, this morning rather, I was looking at my blog. In my profile where all my blogs are listed, it calles my blog "Everything Has A Flaw", next, on my blog banner it says "Every Thing Is Flawed". You know how long I worked on that blog banner? Not that long. But thats not the point. I went to all this trouble to make this blog banner and I diddent even notice that it was flawed. In that way, I too am flawed but I am not talking about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114821186987918464?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114821186987918464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114821186987918464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114821186987918464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114821186987918464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-blog-banner.html' title='My blog banner...'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114813297890602166</id><published>2006-05-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T06:49:38.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DDR</title><content type='html'>Dance dance revolution is a great game. It is indeed the revolution of dance dancing. I own two dance mats and DDR Extreme 2. The only problem is those god forsaken dance mats. They are born to fall apart. At the moment my up button is in the center circle and even when you're not stepping on it ,it says you are, and that really screws up you're dancing. Another thing is that it goes OUTRAGEOUSLY fast. It is so fast it is unbearable. It's like, up, down, left, left and up, purple, square, seven, forty billion. I mean half of those aren't even on the mat, even the forty billion. But otherwise, when you can get the mats to work and you choose a level good for you then you really can enjoy DDR. A great way to blow off time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, zee flaw expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114813297890602166?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114813297890602166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114813297890602166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114813297890602166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114813297890602166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/05/ddr.html' title='DDR'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114753733224231393</id><published>2006-05-13T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:08:14.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-igital V-ideo D-isk, DVD</title><content type='html'>The digital video disk is a great leap in the life of humans. It has the potential to play and record video onto a compact disk. The technology is so advanced I feel like I am in the 60s. Allas what if that great DVD gets scratched? You're video ends up skiping the climatic battle betwene Doc Oc and Spider Man. Even a little dust on the disk can make you miss the part when Mary Jane Kisses an upside down Spider Man. Dude, that stinks. In this way the Digital Video Disk is flawed. Too bad man, I thought they were ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon, STILL!!! the only flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be posting very often because I am working on a spetial flaw project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114753733224231393?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114753733224231393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114753733224231393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114753733224231393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114753733224231393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/05/d-igital-v-ideo-d-isk-dvd.html' title='D-igital V-ideo D-isk, DVD'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114703795890891842</id><published>2006-05-07T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:01:59.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple computers</title><content type='html'>I am a apple computer user and so is my family. We all love our Macs and iBook but there are indeed tragic things that are flawed about the Apple computer. For starters it's all those free downloadable games and programs... Unless they were made for Mac software compatibility then it will usually not be available for Mac or a new thing will say, "MAC VERSION... Coming soon". You know that Coming soon isn't usually very soon. Next it's the fact that software that you can buy for both Mac and P.C. are usually more expensive for Mac. Those nerd game creators are like "Heh heh heh, lets be lazy and just make a P.C. version, then when people want one for Mac we will make one... Yet we shall make it two times as expensive! HEARDY HEH GAH RGHER." Then the other dude is like "Wanna play virtual dungeons and dragons?". Anyways that Bill Gates and his game making nerds are all discriminating against us Mac users and putting a gun (a virtual gun at that matter) to my head so that I will write about all the flaws in Apple computers. But let them know that they're time will come. They will soon be classified as FLAWED. But I am getting of subject. It's just that Mac software is so much different and because of that it makes life or us free downloading' Mac users that much more difficult. In that way my beloved Apple computer is flawed. But hey, me and all the other Mac users out there are still lovin' our Macs. Whether they are flawed or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, STILL the only flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Remember y'all can still join my flaw team, come on. Join, rant about something once! Never touch this blog from the inside again. Just give it a try and remember to write down the following at the end of all posts...&lt;br /&gt;-You're name here, flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;then feel free to P.S. about any B.S. you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114703795890891842?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114703795890891842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114703795890891842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114703795890891842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114703795890891842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/05/apple-computers.html' title='Apple computers'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114694965866045982</id><published>2006-05-06T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:04:54.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things...</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love getting something new? You know, that new pair of shoes or that brand new shirt, brand new T.V. or even a fancy new car. There is in fact one flaw to this:  by the time you get used to your brand new hair cut, it's the brand old hair cut. I love having a new pair of shoes. You know that new shoe smell. Well, don't you know when you where you're shoes and you look down and you're toe is sticking out of the front, or it's covered in mud. That just SUCKS. I got a new hair cut on Friday, my hair used to be able to go into my mouth and now I can barely see my hair. Saturday I got new shoes. I had just gone on a hike with my dad and looked at the bottom of my shoe in the car. THERE WAS A HOLE IN IT! So I got a new pair of shoes. Now things like hair cuts and shoes are long term things. There are also smaller things that are once new and then old. Like how about that Boston cream douhnut. Buy it take a few bites out of it, then finnish it. And a day or two later you will see it again and then it is the old brown Boston cream douhnut. That's the beauty of new things like a baby or a hair cut or a douhnut, they are all old at one point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the only Flaw Expert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114694965866045982?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114694965866045982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114694965866045982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114694965866045982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114694965866045982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-things.html' title='New Things...'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114640278335369548</id><published>2006-04-30T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T06:13:03.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my mom, dad and I went to Ikea to buy us some new patio furniture. Man that place is huge. And they make a half decent cappucino. So I bet you're thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big place good capp what's not to like?&lt;/span&gt; Well, it's not so much the place, it's the "after you get home with box after box of do it you're self lumber and have to put together a table or a chair with what seems like lego instructions" part. I was building a patio chair that reclines and all that cool stuff but I go so frustrated that I ended up dropping every thing and taking a nap (kindda a 11 year old temper tantrum). When I woke up I was nice and bed rested and ready to get back to work. I went out back and there was 4 reclining wood chairs and a nice patio table. I figured that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey less work for me&lt;/span&gt; and this is a time in a regular story or something that it would turn out that there was still a TONE of work I had to do. Well this is no regular story in fact this is (oops just spilt tea on myself) a very different story and there was in fact less work for me. So in the end I was happy and that's all that matters. So here I sit on one of the 4 reclining chairs typing away in the back yard with a tea stain on my shirt saying. "Thank you Ikea for less work for me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I could still use some people on my flaw team. Think about it you get to call you're self a flaw expert! Woo Hoo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114640278335369548?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114640278335369548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114640278335369548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114640278335369548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114640278335369548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/ikea.html' title='Ikea'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114631699619157637</id><published>2006-04-29T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:25:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Page Creator</title><content type='html'>Google Page Creator is infact a great way to make a website but it is more like a blog and blogger is better for that. You know I understand that people get kinda despret when trying to make a web site but why not pay a little and do what my dad did and get someone who knows what they're doing to do it for you instead of using &lt;a href="https://www.google.com/accounts/ServiceLogin?service=pages&amp;continue=http%3A%2F%2Fpages.google.com%3A80%2F&amp;ltmpl=yessignups"&gt;THIS hunk of page creating junk&lt;/a&gt;. Any ways I'm just saying if you really wan't somthing that looks like &lt;a href="http://siguysimon.googlepages.com/home"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; instead of something that looks like this beautiful blog than you may need to go see someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinceerly&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I would still like to have some people on the flaw team! Just email me at siguysimon@gmail.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114631699619157637?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114631699619157637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114631699619157637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114631699619157637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114631699619157637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/google-page-creator.html' title='Google Page Creator'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114567464781812350</id><published>2006-04-21T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:09:08.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets</title><content type='html'>My family has many pets. A dog, a cat, a snake, a fish... Anyways they are all great but they all have flaws. For starters I'll use the dog. Man my dog is great, he has a great atitude and is in tip top shape. Although I hate it when he barfs on the ground. Don't you hate having to clean up dog barf? (Ok my dad cleans it up but I need to smell it and that bites too!) And what happens not so often but has happened once or twice. He droped a stinker into my parent's bed. Next is my cat, just like in the cartoons, the dreaded hair ball! Fortunatly it doesn't happen that often but the cat is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fat. He just takes up too much space. My moms snake is very cool but is freaky! and the fish unfortunatly is kinda passing. "BooHoo :-(" Any other ways I love my pets. And if you have pets I hope you love your's too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114567464781812350?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114567464781812350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114567464781812350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114567464781812350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114567464781812350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/pets.html' title='Pets'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114549508273985984</id><published>2006-04-19T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:08:07.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself</title><content type='html'>You know. Today I felt like writing a post about something that is flawed. You know what? I couldn't think of something to do! In that way I am flawed. I say myself that EVERYTHING is flawed. The chair I sit on now, the T.V. my family watches now, the phone my mom is annoyingly yapping on forever on. They are all flawed in some way. Yet I can't think of how. This would really be a great time for some people to ask to become part of my blog team but I understand that most people like to read it more than write it. So if you would kindly give me an idea then I would definitely use it. You know on T.V. when they are like "email us and who knows? You're email may be read on the air!" Well you're idea wont be used on the air but it will definitely be used! Anything at all, anything! And won't you please, please join my blog team! If not for you then for me? Anyways... That is how I am flawed, and I hope you can help me be less flawed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114549508273985984?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114549508273985984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114549508273985984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114549508273985984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114549508273985984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/myself.html' title='Myself'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114528841972712324</id><published>2006-04-17T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:00:25.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Request: iPods, are they flawed?</title><content type='html'>Apple's iPod is a great invention. In my opinion I love my iPod but I can't say the same for my brother who has had to send in his iPod for repairs (They really just sent a new iPod to save time) 4 times! In the end he had to start paying so he took some advice from the internet and cracked it open and unplugged the hard drive and then plugged it back in. What do you know? It works now! His iPod family (iPod photo) must be flawed. I must say that all iPods are flawed! They get frozen and then you restart them and you're long battery life time is dropped to almost nothing and you can listen to like 5 songs and then you're iPod dies. What do you know, the famed iPod is not that great in the end! Well, it's better than a walkman and it has more memory than those little tiny 90 dollar mp3 players so they will have to do. That's too bad and oh so sad. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/47/130166316_db62a7182c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/130166316_db62a7182c_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114528841972712324?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114528841972712324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114528841972712324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114528841972712324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114528841972712324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/request-ipods-are-they-flawed.html' title='Request: iPods, are they flawed?'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114519828048601402</id><published>2006-04-16T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T07:38:00.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BECOME PART OF THE FLAW EXPERT TEAM!</title><content type='html'>Do have somthing you wan't to rant about and don't want me to do it for you? Then contact me at "siguysimon@gmail.com" and tell me why you are worthy of becoming part of the flaw expert team. If I don't think that you are fit then I will ad you anyway just to see how good you are at it! So go ahead and try out for the flaw expert team and who knows you just may be a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, flaw expert&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You need a Blogger acount to become part of the team but don't worry it's free! And for those of you who are not sure how this works then i will tell you. When a person/thing adds you to they're blog then It will pop up in your blogger dash board. You can click on it and then post your heart out! You just can't mess around with the settings! So go ahead and sign up! You know you wan't to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114519828048601402?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114519828048601402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114519828048601402' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114519828048601402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114519828048601402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/become-part-of-flaw-expert-team.html' title='BECOME PART OF THE FLAW EXPERT TEAM!'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114519789877714706</id><published>2006-04-16T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T07:31:38.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger</title><content type='html'>When I say "Everything has a flaw" I mean "Everything has a flaw". Even the thing that hostes my blog... BLOGGER! Yes, Blogger in the end is indeed flawed not for reasons unfixable but reasons non the less. Like the template settings. Ya that html code screws me up too. i mean what am "I" a 11 year old boy with moderate intelegence suposto do with that? Come on I may get good marks on my report card but this code is crazy! So that part is done but there is more. Too much to explaine infact yet I will. First of all just the templates you choose. Some you can't get caps on the letters for you're title some you can't get lower case and how in god's name am I suposto know what "Moderate comments" means. If you ask me it's all wigity wigity wak dude! Next I go to post my post and it says at the bottom, quote "You have lost connection with blogger and my not save or post what you are writing". I am like "*#@&amp;$!" (I am not sure what that is...) So I coppy and past it into a word prosesing thing and then quit my internet browser and open it again and then the little message is gone! If you ask me it's blogger that's lost contact with me instead of me losing contact with blogger. You know this is one of many ways that I am angry at the computor world.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot Blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114519789877714706?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114519789877714706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114519789877714706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114519789877714706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114519789877714706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/blogger.html' title='Blogger'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114519121208783712</id><published>2006-04-16T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T05:45:06.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Flaw Of The Week!</title><content type='html'>This week for the movie flaw of the week I decided to do a movie I saw in the morning at that stinky sleep over. "Fun With Dick And Jane". Boy was that movie funny, but at the end it went down hill. Sure it was funny that "Dick" was holding people up with a water gun that looks just like a real gun. But the very last punch line was a bad one. See the premise of this story is that "Dick" has a hansom Job at this big office building and gets promoted. So "Jane quits her job because she needs to spend more time with her son. Not one day after Dick's company goes out of business. So there they are with no job no pension and no money. So they look for jobs. And this is where the movie gets flawed. Although if I told you why it would ruin the movie for you and I'm not one to do such a thing. So then they revert to stealing but are really bad at it until they rob a bank but then another person from the place Dick worked at comes and gets arrested and so on and so forth until they decide to rob the guy who was incharge of the place where Dick worked which I just remembered is called "Globodyne" or something. They do this mission impossible thing and then get the money back to ALL the employee's of Globodyne and then...&lt;br /&gt;...They are driving in they're new car and then this guy from globodyne drives up and says that he joined this great new place called encorp! Duh dum ching! What, that was it! That was the great punch line! You know what's flawed about this movie? The punch line. It doesn't make me want to laugh it makes me want to punch myself for watching a movie for that. Thank you and that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the flaw expert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114519121208783712?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114519121208783712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114519121208783712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114519121208783712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114519121208783712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/movie-flaw-of-week_16.html' title='Movie Flaw Of The Week!'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114506627610561353</id><published>2006-04-14T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:01:21.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep overs, very flawed, very flawed indeed.</title><content type='html'>Ok, just today did I get home from a sleep over. Man it was a blast but I felt like poop in the morning. That's what happens when you stay up untill 3:00 am at the age of 11 and then get up at 9:00 am. I don't really have much to say about this one because I think you understand. If you do somthing wrong then somthing wrong will happen to you. It's karma dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114506627610561353?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114506627610561353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114506627610561353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114506627610561353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114506627610561353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/sleep-overs-very-flawed-very-flawed.html' title='Sleep overs, very flawed, very flawed indeed.'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114488269470882642</id><published>2006-04-12T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T15:58:14.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll up the rim to win... is flawed!</title><content type='html'>It's spring time! You know what that means. Flowers, rain showers, warm weather, and... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROLL UP THE RIM TO WIN&lt;/span&gt;! Oh yes, roll up the rim. A time when &lt;a href="http://www.timhortons.com/"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/a&gt; makes tones of money selling people cofee and having them roll up the rim and read, quote "Please Play Again/Réeserier Si vous plais" Unquote. Now you few people that win a free cofee or doughnut may read, quote "win/ganier un beign/douhnut" unquote, or, quote "win/ganier un café/cofee" unquote. Now you may be wondering, "Ya, so what. What's flawed about that?" Well now I will tell you. You think "Hey, I could win a car!" but do you read how it says that there are only 30 cars? Sure you're chances are good. But think of it this way. There are not 30 cars for that one &lt;a href="http://timhortons.com/"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/a&gt; resturant, there's not 30 cars for you're city, ther's not 30 cars for you're province, ther's not 30 cars for even you're countree. There is 30 cars for CANADA AND THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA! If you ask me, that's not that many. But hey, if you enjoy you're cofee and enjoy a little thrill and dissapointment or exitement. Then roll up the rim is for you. I'm not one to say too much bad about &lt;a href="http://www.timhortons.com/"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/a&gt; because I live in the city where it all started and love my hot chocolate. &lt;a href="http://www.timhortons.com/"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/a&gt; rocks and roll up the rim is not that flawed, in fact this post on roll up the rim is flawed, but that is another story. And remember, all you people out there,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/45/127652220_90eb895c33_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/45/127652220_90eb895c33_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114488269470882642?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114488269470882642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114488269470882642' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114488269470882642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114488269470882642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/roll-up-rim-to-win-is-flawed.html' title='Roll up the rim to win... is flawed!'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114484261681381588</id><published>2006-04-12T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T05:08:22.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Flaw Of The Week!</title><content type='html'>Yippy! Now every week I will show you how pathetic some movies are. On this spatial occasion though I thought "Hey, why not do a good movie?". So I chose for you KING KONG! It is in fact a great movie with a very well done "set". Jumping back into the 30's or something, I don't know. But there is infact one flaw with it and I am sure others who have seen the movie will agree with me on this... ...They take to long to do things. I mean, I am sure everyone knows about the part when KING KONG is on the empire state building and then is being shot at, that takes like 20 MINUTES! Ok maybe I'm over exaggerating on the 20 minutes but it's really long. Other than that, it's a great movie and I give it 2 thumbs up. But that's not what I'm here for. Any ways that's my take on the movie, enjoy this little picture of KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/47/127415376_c6f892593b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/127415376_c6f892593b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow he is cranky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114484261681381588?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114484261681381588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114484261681381588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114484261681381588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114484261681381588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/movie-flaw-of-week.html' title='Movie Flaw Of The Week!'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25913925.post-114480813520268395</id><published>2006-04-11T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:15:35.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws</title><content type='html'>On our "great" planet earth, we have good and bad things. You may enjoy the good things in life, but it is my soul mission to show you that you're beloved life is not perfect. You are being fooled and I am here to open up you're eyes. For example I will use a beloved boston cream doughnut. Mmmmmm, we all LOVE our boston creams. So you buy your boston cream and sit down and take a bite. Now Duncan Doughnuts has thoughtlessly put in too much boston  cream in the boston cream doughnut. So you bite into it and it blows up all over the place. You know, that SUCKS! Any ways that's what you will find here. Me ranting on kinda negatively about every thing. That's my life here, and if you are an optimist then you may wish to leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there is something wrong with something you love or hate and need proof. Just leave me a comment or e-mail me at "siguysimon@gmail.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Simon, the flaw expert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25913925-114480813520268395?l=theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/feeds/114480813520268395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25913925&amp;postID=114480813520268395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114480813520268395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25913925/posts/default/114480813520268395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldsbigflaws.blogspot.com/2006/04/flaws.html' title='Flaws'/><author><name>Si-Guy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493469594739209024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c346/SimonPorterPeng/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
