This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Never ask a single person if they’re seeing anyone special, an unemployed person if they’ve found a job, or a married couple when they’re planning to have children.
You’re not making conversation. You’re starting someone on the road to Prozac.
Ngeee. True. Anyways, I can’t wait to go to the longest Ramadhan buffet in Danga Bay tonight! Tik tok tik tok, 45 minutes to go!
** The above lyric has nothing to do with the post. I just happened to kinda like that Fort Minor song, fondly known to many as the Percent Song. Cute.
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