running with scissors

As much as I tolerate the existence of my parents on Facebook, I do feel the limitations from time to time. Posting videos or songs is one thing. I wanted to post this song the other day but stopped because of the title. Nanti tak pasal-pasal, mereka heart attack, thinking I want it or something. You know what that "it" means :p Even if I'd post it and they demand for an explanation, they won't accept my "paa, maa, it's just a song for me to listen to, so I won't fall asleep while typing" excuse. Don't worry Pa and Ma, your daughter here still has sense.