Showing posts with label History. Show all posts
Showing posts with label History. Show all posts

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Chinese History Parody






YO! It's been a while...a few months..yeah... But I'm back with a new Bubbiosity video for you guys. I always get brain farts. Here's a little video for now anyways. Why do my videos just get weirder and weirder? Decided to do something different other than my usual skits. Get in touch with MY CULTURE! Chinese history baby (although not very accurate). This is probably funnier if you know cantonese or have watched dynasty dramas before haha... Yeah......... I've been watching a lot of chinese documentaries lately. And by documentaries, I meant TVB. I got a traditional costume just for this video! Totally propped up this time. Only wore it once. Feels like a waste. Maybe I should walk my dogs whilst wearing this baby... at night. Scare some people in my street. Thank you to my favourite boys Tim & Eric (aka Fuk Ho Oppa) for helping out in this video. Especially thanks to Tim, I know you suffered a lot for this (and previous) video. LOLOL. So much abuse! This is just another video for fun. Please don't take it too seriously. Until next time, Bubz xx _____________________________ Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com Subscribe to my Vlog channel: www.youtube.com Shop the Bubbi Makeup Brushes & Clothing Line: www.shopbubbi.com Connect with me at the Bubzbeauty Fanpage where I chill n catch up with you guys ^^ http
Video Rating: 4 / 5

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Rosalie Hale: Her History






Please watch in HQ if you can. Read here for more information!! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- According to IMDB.com, this is Rosalie's History : "Rosalie Lillian Hale was born to a middle-class family in 1915 in Rochester, New York. Her father had a stable job in a bank while her mother was a housewife. Her parents were social climbers and Rosalie, who was extraordinarily beautiful, was the ticket they needed to reach their social aspiration. She was clearly the favorite of her parents, with two younger brothers. While growing up, Rosalie dreamed of a lavish life--a life with a rich husband and children as beautiful as she was. Her parents influenced her want of material things, which made her vain and conceited. She wanted a big house that someone else would clean, with a large lawn that she would play with her children on. In Rochester, where she grew up, there was only one family that had what her parents wanted--the Kings. Royce King owned the bank Rosalie's father worked in. His son, Royce II, saw Rosalie for the first time and began dating her. It was a quick courtship and the couple was soon engaged. The engagement went too quickly and wedding plans were made. Rosalie couldn't help but feel something was missing from her relationship with him, despite the fact that Royce was everything she'd dreamt of. She soon began wanting what her good friend Vera had--a husband who wasn't necessarily rich, but one that loved ...








Lyrics: put a dead cat on the railraod tracks when the wolf bains blooming by the tressel and get the eyeball of a rooster and the stones from a ditch and wash em down with bilge water and say you'll never snitch take the buttons from a yellow jacket the feather from a buzzard and the blood from the bounty hunters cold black heart catch the tears of a window in a thimble made ofglass tell your mamaand your papa theycan kiss your ass poison all the water in the wishin' well and hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree burn down all those honeymoons put em in a pillow case and wait next to the switch blades at the amusements park for me strangle all the cristmas carols scratch out all you prayers tie em up with barbed wire and push them down the stairs and i'll whittle you a pistol for reepin' nightmares off the blinds those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind syphom all the gas from your daddys pickup truck fill up jonnys t bird i got a couple bucks put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair careful that you don't wake up the hounds tear a bolt of lightning off the side of the sky and throw in the cedar chest if you want me to tell you why bring the gear shift knob from a 49 mere and lay down here beside me let me hold you in the dirt and you'll tremble as the flames tear the throat out of the night sink your teeth into my shoulder dig your nails into my back tell that lettle girl to let go of my sleeve you'll be awoman when i catch you as you faqll in ...

Wednesday, August 15, 2012