From:
jacys
Dec-20 12:55 am
To:
leetahsar
(9 of 10)
9.9 in reply to 9.7
WOW................
I never know I was that good in bed.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Taxi Uncle: Chee Soon Juan is 有头没脑, 头脑生草
8 years ago
Thursday, December 21, 2006
the evidence of jacys, the alien from pluto
here's the evidence of the arrival and juiced jacys'...THE RED THONGS HE LEFT BEHIND.....hahahaha....;9)
PART 4 - FINALE OF JUICY JACYS
time's up! no details from the alien means JUICING JACYS begins now.....;9)
wo dei kong toh (we talked until), jacys was led by dearie into her hotel room.
when the door was closed behind them, dearie was really feeling hot and bitchy now. the effect of the whiskey was taking it's horny toll on her.
she grabbed jacys. she grabbed him there...squeezing and juicing away. our alien from pluton's antenna shot out and up...it wasn't from the head. it was from the groin!
the bulge was exploding there. it was getting hard. it has to be unzipped. if not it might fractured...poor alien!
dearie knew what to do next. she squatted and unzipped his pants. when she kneeled to do that, her pinkily flushed boobs cleavage were even more amazing in bird-eye's view.
jacys wasn't as primitive as he looked. his opened palm swinged into action, cupping those monstrous pinks. squeezing and juicing as it went....like he was milking a cow.....hahahaha...;9)....sorry, how would u expect me to describe the mammary glands?......;9)
dearie: yips!!...oh my god!!.....thongs...red brilliant thongs...oh jacys....i m really high now!.....( she let off an operatic soprano)
a big wide smile flashed across our alien's face. with a gentle tug, off went dearie's tight tees. another tug at her tight skirt, off it dropped to the floor.
jacys: yippy hi ho!!....g-strings....great!!! brilliant lime green...my favorite color!! (he also let off an operatic soprano!)
their lips locked. the tongues were having a tug of war insides those wet moist mouths. jacys lifted dearie. dearie crossed her fair long legs over his stout firm 6packers abs. she hold him tighter. he embraced her tiny waist closer. (if i m not wrong, jacys should have 2 big blue blacks on his chest from the two powderful big boobs...;9)
they were doing a walking kamasutra. jerkily, jacys staggered towards the welcoming bed with dearie hobbling up and down. oh great!! antenna made contact with pussy...they were united...
gently and softly, he laid her down at the edge of the bed. the ramping and bonking began. the moans...the groans...the whizzing and gasping of breathes.....the locking of the lips..smooching away.....
then it was a different position. the wheelbarrow...her legs were held high up on his chest...fully inverted. he sucked her toes. his fingers were also busy fiddling her. she moans even bitchier...louder...and louder...they went.
the whole of sinkieland would have heard the animalistic gruntings hadn't it been saved by the rumbling of the thundery sky...and flashes of lightnings streaked across the dark morning sky...
they shagged and they shagged....just like dearie described in one of her thread. they shagged from midnight till dawn.....
at the break of the first daylight, jacys had vaporised. gone with his spaceship. no where was he in sight. all that remained was...oh well...his brilliant red thongs. a gesture of remembrance of love to dearie with his full BO still attached.
dearie was still in perfect bliss after the multi biggies she had. a big satisfied smirk ran across her face. she was giggling. her pinky flush had since subsided. she giggled more..in her sweet romantic dream.
....end of juicy jacys....PART 2: the return of baby jacys - the seed???...yes, yes??
rating please...thank you......;9)
wo dei kong toh (we talked until), jacys was led by dearie into her hotel room.
when the door was closed behind them, dearie was really feeling hot and bitchy now. the effect of the whiskey was taking it's horny toll on her.
she grabbed jacys. she grabbed him there...squeezing and juicing away. our alien from pluton's antenna shot out and up...it wasn't from the head. it was from the groin!
the bulge was exploding there. it was getting hard. it has to be unzipped. if not it might fractured...poor alien!
dearie knew what to do next. she squatted and unzipped his pants. when she kneeled to do that, her pinkily flushed boobs cleavage were even more amazing in bird-eye's view.
jacys wasn't as primitive as he looked. his opened palm swinged into action, cupping those monstrous pinks. squeezing and juicing as it went....like he was milking a cow.....hahahaha...;9)....sorry, how would u expect me to describe the mammary glands?......;9)
dearie: yips!!...oh my god!!.....thongs...red brilliant thongs...oh jacys....i m really high now!.....( she let off an operatic soprano)
a big wide smile flashed across our alien's face. with a gentle tug, off went dearie's tight tees. another tug at her tight skirt, off it dropped to the floor.
jacys: yippy hi ho!!....g-strings....great!!! brilliant lime green...my favorite color!! (he also let off an operatic soprano!)
their lips locked. the tongues were having a tug of war insides those wet moist mouths. jacys lifted dearie. dearie crossed her fair long legs over his stout firm 6packers abs. she hold him tighter. he embraced her tiny waist closer. (if i m not wrong, jacys should have 2 big blue blacks on his chest from the two powderful big boobs...;9)
they were doing a walking kamasutra. jerkily, jacys staggered towards the welcoming bed with dearie hobbling up and down. oh great!! antenna made contact with pussy...they were united...
gently and softly, he laid her down at the edge of the bed. the ramping and bonking began. the moans...the groans...the whizzing and gasping of breathes.....the locking of the lips..smooching away.....
then it was a different position. the wheelbarrow...her legs were held high up on his chest...fully inverted. he sucked her toes. his fingers were also busy fiddling her. she moans even bitchier...louder...and louder...they went.
the whole of sinkieland would have heard the animalistic gruntings hadn't it been saved by the rumbling of the thundery sky...and flashes of lightnings streaked across the dark morning sky...
they shagged and they shagged....just like dearie described in one of her thread. they shagged from midnight till dawn.....
at the break of the first daylight, jacys had vaporised. gone with his spaceship. no where was he in sight. all that remained was...oh well...his brilliant red thongs. a gesture of remembrance of love to dearie with his full BO still attached.
dearie was still in perfect bliss after the multi biggies she had. a big satisfied smirk ran across her face. she was giggling. her pinky flush had since subsided. she giggled more..in her sweet romantic dream.
....end of juicy jacys....PART 2: the return of baby jacys - the seed???...yes, yes??
rating please...thank you......;9)
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jacys was a suave tall guy. when he started to speak...u heard only music. well, at least it was music to dearie's ear. i thought i saw a drool from her lips or was it her whiskey coke?
he peeleepehleh...with an accent...hell! i tot i was hearing an americano talking or what...;9(. then kaixin also peeleepehleh...and i tot i heard an engrishman. for me, i only simi huh?...wow lau eh...wo hian bo...simi meh...etc...very hokky singlish....;9)
back at the hotel lounge, dearie was a bit embarrassed as she bought her whiskey coke from the 711 store. this very bullet proof thick skinned piggy told her just now we had drunk here so it should be ok. there wasn't a soul in sight saved for our alien jacy and us.
i just went in sat on the comfy crouch and the rest followed suit. oh well, dearie thought, might as well ordered her favoured whiskey coke. jacys had a orangey cointreau. kaixin was still a bit tipsy from the previous dose so he followed me...and our orders: TAP ON ICE....free of charge...hahahaha....;9)
jacys started his pre-statesman talk..opps were these and that...paps was that and these...SO BORING!
kaixin is droopy. me was drowsy. dearie was orgasmic with jacy's voice. it was music to her ears. i wondered she knew whether who the hell was chee soon juan. who was chiam or low or whoever jokers, jacys blurted out...
finally, feeling the drowsiness was overpowering, i burst out singing...
I LEFT MY HEART.....IN SAN FRANCISCO....
UP ON THE HILL....IT CALLS TO ME.....to be where (pause) ..little cable cars....climb half way to the stars.....
the morning fog...may chill the air...I DUN CARE!!....
that shocked kaixin back to life. dearie burst out laughing...and jacys shuddup!...hahahaha....;9)
before i could allow him turn the night into a political upheaval, i started my undies stories. kaixin laughed. he simply loved it. dearie was delirious...and jacys, well, my undies got the better with him instead of sylvia lim...hahahaha....;9)
we had such fun conversation. guess who also loved to peep when u squat to poo? guess who was wearing a red thongs that night?....guess who wasn't wearing anything?
oops! it's almost 11.30pm. i suggested we split. if not, we would miss the last bus. off we left the hotel. dearie walked with us to the bus stop. then she exclaimed that she wanted to go geylang and looked at the mei meis teetujias there and maybe some transvestites.
jacys started his vivid descriptions of all these teetus. that got her even more stimulated. it so happened my bus came. i was a bit worn out. i bit the guys goodnite and hopped into the bus.
the 3 jokers hailed a cab and off they went to geylang for the guided tour by jacys.
.....and i believe most of u who follow up till here have read kaixin's GEYLANG FR. should have been there with them. it would be even funnier with me around.....;9)
anyway, after the geylang exhilarating trip, the bunch sent dearie back to her hotel. she just couldn't bear to leave jacys, our alien from pluto. i think jacys also fallen in love with her and couldn't bear to part. so kaixin just kicked him out of the cab to accompany dearie back lovingly to her hotel room...and...and...and...
wow....the foggy steamy night began.....
to be cont'd - THE FINALE of the ozzie terror vs the alien from pluto....JUICING THE JACYS....;9)
he peeleepehleh...with an accent...hell! i tot i was hearing an americano talking or what...;9(. then kaixin also peeleepehleh...and i tot i heard an engrishman. for me, i only simi huh?...wow lau eh...wo hian bo...simi meh...etc...very hokky singlish....;9)
back at the hotel lounge, dearie was a bit embarrassed as she bought her whiskey coke from the 711 store. this very bullet proof thick skinned piggy told her just now we had drunk here so it should be ok. there wasn't a soul in sight saved for our alien jacy and us.
i just went in sat on the comfy crouch and the rest followed suit. oh well, dearie thought, might as well ordered her favoured whiskey coke. jacys had a orangey cointreau. kaixin was still a bit tipsy from the previous dose so he followed me...and our orders: TAP ON ICE....free of charge...hahahaha....;9)
jacys started his pre-statesman talk..opps were these and that...paps was that and these...SO BORING!
kaixin is droopy. me was drowsy. dearie was orgasmic with jacy's voice. it was music to her ears. i wondered she knew whether who the hell was chee soon juan. who was chiam or low or whoever jokers, jacys blurted out...
finally, feeling the drowsiness was overpowering, i burst out singing...
I LEFT MY HEART.....IN SAN FRANCISCO....
UP ON THE HILL....IT CALLS TO ME.....to be where (pause) ..little cable cars....climb half way to the stars.....
the morning fog...may chill the air...I DUN CARE!!....
that shocked kaixin back to life. dearie burst out laughing...and jacys shuddup!...hahahaha....;9)
before i could allow him turn the night into a political upheaval, i started my undies stories. kaixin laughed. he simply loved it. dearie was delirious...and jacys, well, my undies got the better with him instead of sylvia lim...hahahaha....;9)
we had such fun conversation. guess who also loved to peep when u squat to poo? guess who was wearing a red thongs that night?....guess who wasn't wearing anything?
oops! it's almost 11.30pm. i suggested we split. if not, we would miss the last bus. off we left the hotel. dearie walked with us to the bus stop. then she exclaimed that she wanted to go geylang and looked at the mei meis teetujias there and maybe some transvestites.
jacys started his vivid descriptions of all these teetus. that got her even more stimulated. it so happened my bus came. i was a bit worn out. i bit the guys goodnite and hopped into the bus.
the 3 jokers hailed a cab and off they went to geylang for the guided tour by jacys.
.....and i believe most of u who follow up till here have read kaixin's GEYLANG FR. should have been there with them. it would be even funnier with me around.....;9)
anyway, after the geylang exhilarating trip, the bunch sent dearie back to her hotel. she just couldn't bear to leave jacys, our alien from pluto. i think jacys also fallen in love with her and couldn't bear to part. so kaixin just kicked him out of the cab to accompany dearie back lovingly to her hotel room...and...and...and...
wow....the foggy steamy night began.....
to be cont'd - THE FINALE of the ozzie terror vs the alien from pluto....JUICING THE JACYS....;9)
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she ...she...she turned into......
she turned into vampire?...nope! a she wolf ( the moon was full that night)?....that one maybe and nearly she turned into one...howl...howl!...woof, woof!!...hahahaha...;9)
NO!...MY DEARIE TURNED PINK!!! BLUSHING BRIGHT PINK!!
from her head down all the way to her boobs...SHE WAS PINKY!! ( but luckily she din became pinky the clown, or i would surely ve it then!)
dearie: bob....i m feeling hot....umm..um..I M HOT, BOB!!! do something....i need my whiskey!
lts, indifferent: oh, go get one urself....there the drink stall just opp.....( couldn't be bothered cos i m also feeling something...HUNGRY! and dun ever interrupt a hungry piggy when he was eating....;9)
she looked pitifully at kx who was also slurpping away the food. he was also feeling something...yes...HUNGRY, TOO!
oh shit!! dearie, u and ur drink!....i stood up abruptly and headed for the drink stall beckoning kx to stay put and enjoy his meal.
at the drink stall, this bloody hiao in flowery shirt lau han koo was mopping the table. i stood there: ONE BEER PLEASE....
he treated me as invisible. din respond. can u believe that? he just went about doing his stuffs. then he went into his little storeroom. i stood there like an idiot. waiting.
he came back after about 5 minutes. i asked again: ONE BEER PLEASE! this time louder thinking he might be deaf or what.
the bloody lau hiao hanku looked at me, gave me a disdain glare and said: SORRY CLOSED SHOP LIAO...get lost!
basket! the attitude of the local....damn fucked up!!...;9(
i returned to my table, gave the same disdain glare i got just now to my dearie and continued my makan. she was intimidated. she shuddup and watched us finished our meals.
after that, we exit this fucked up place and crossed over where there was a 711 24-hr store.
there i told dearie to go in and get whatever drink she desired. as she was coming out....a spacesphip landed....hahahaha....;9)
along came, s/he/it - JACYS, the alien from pluto!
jacys: hi guys!....u must be the most bo liao notorious leetahsar....?
lts: huh?...u know me meh??? and who are u... chiohunk alien from pluto???
dearie: bob, this is s/he/it, JACYS...dun u know him??
hmmp! as though i care! anyway, kaixin was friendly and handshook him. what to do, shook him, too....
jacys: so u r cantbeassed...the terror from ozzieland?
we laughed and chatted along the street. it was kind of weird talking and laughing on a busy street. i suggested we returned to the lounge and so we proceed back.
...to be cont'd....
she turned into vampire?...nope! a she wolf ( the moon was full that night)?....that one maybe and nearly she turned into one...howl...howl!...woof, woof!!...hahahaha...;9)
NO!...MY DEARIE TURNED PINK!!! BLUSHING BRIGHT PINK!!
from her head down all the way to her boobs...SHE WAS PINKY!! ( but luckily she din became pinky the clown, or i would surely ve it then!)
dearie: bob....i m feeling hot....umm..um..I M HOT, BOB!!! do something....i need my whiskey!
lts, indifferent: oh, go get one urself....there the drink stall just opp.....( couldn't be bothered cos i m also feeling something...HUNGRY! and dun ever interrupt a hungry piggy when he was eating....;9)
she looked pitifully at kx who was also slurpping away the food. he was also feeling something...yes...HUNGRY, TOO!
oh shit!! dearie, u and ur drink!....i stood up abruptly and headed for the drink stall beckoning kx to stay put and enjoy his meal.
at the drink stall, this bloody hiao in flowery shirt lau han koo was mopping the table. i stood there: ONE BEER PLEASE....
he treated me as invisible. din respond. can u believe that? he just went about doing his stuffs. then he went into his little storeroom. i stood there like an idiot. waiting.
he came back after about 5 minutes. i asked again: ONE BEER PLEASE! this time louder thinking he might be deaf or what.
the bloody lau hiao hanku looked at me, gave me a disdain glare and said: SORRY CLOSED SHOP LIAO...get lost!
basket! the attitude of the local....damn fucked up!!...;9(
i returned to my table, gave the same disdain glare i got just now to my dearie and continued my makan. she was intimidated. she shuddup and watched us finished our meals.
after that, we exit this fucked up place and crossed over where there was a 711 24-hr store.
there i told dearie to go in and get whatever drink she desired. as she was coming out....a spacesphip landed....hahahaha....;9)
along came, s/he/it - JACYS, the alien from pluto!
jacys: hi guys!....u must be the most bo liao notorious leetahsar....?
lts: huh?...u know me meh??? and who are u... chiohunk alien from pluto???
dearie: bob, this is s/he/it, JACYS...dun u know him??
hmmp! as though i care! anyway, kaixin was friendly and handshook him. what to do, shook him, too....
jacys: so u r cantbeassed...the terror from ozzieland?
we laughed and chatted along the street. it was kind of weird talking and laughing on a busy street. i suggested we returned to the lounge and so we proceed back.
...to be cont'd....
JUICING JACYS, the s/he/it from pluto
one fine sunday, i just came back from a hearty sweat out in california gym, my handphone beeped.
"WANNA MEET UP?" went the message. scrolled down...and oh my god!! i had forgotten. dearie was in town. i hurriedly changed and zoomed off to meet her at GRAND PARK ROYAL PLAZA.
how blur could i get? i thought that was in orchard rd so i smsed dearie whether it was next to LIDO. no reply. presumed it was and headed in that direction taking bus.
reaching there, it was ROYAL PLAZA HOTEL or something like that and hell! it was under renovation. NOT OPENED UNTIL NEXT YEAR.
goodness me!! i gooned again! called dearie, she too was blur and din know how to describe her location. someone else took over her handphone. kaixin was on the line. he directed me concisely and off i went - in bus again to RPH which was located just next to FUNAN THE IT MALL....what a blur goon i was!
was in the bus now. the hp beeped again: "bob, u gotta to hurry...kaixin is so quiet. i m very boring...."
hmmm...kaixin the cheongster quiet?? boring?? din sound like him. he was a CHEONGSTER and cheongster was suppose to be gifted with glib of the tongue. if not, how to cheong??
finally, i reached the hotel. zoomed into the lounge where they were idling away, each with a whiskey and coke.....the bar was bare except for the 'assets' and the 'cheongster'....hahahaha....'9)....and...and....and....
simmer down, guys and girls!!
...and...and..and...
AND NOTHING HAPPENED!....hahaaa...got'cha!
why? u r thinking dearie cantbeassed would be passionately smooching our resident cheongster....frenchieing and steaming up the bar?....no! nothing of that happen.
they were very decent good girl and boy sitting very discipline on the high stool sipping their whiskey coke....yes, what a let down!
lts: dearie!! u r back!!....this must be cai sim?
kaixin: yes kai xin...not ur regular veggie cai sim....hahaha...
dearie: hi ya, bob! u r looking good!....
just could help taking my eyes off to immense assets. and kaixin, my goodnes...he looked like an authentic monk to me!.....not a monk wannabe, an abbot maybe!....haahahaa...
he radiated with glow that any mum would love him to be her dutiful son-in-law....so any mum out there picking a prospective son in law?...u got one super qualified one here...hahahaha....cai sim kaixin....hahahaha....;9)
after the intro, i sat down. the chiobu bartender asked me what would i ve. of course my usual, H20 on rocks....made that the tap H20 ...sorry no PERRIER...no mineral...just TAP will do, thank you.
the disappointed girl was just too glad to serve me after i electrocuted her with my power gaze.....;9)
after a sip of my TAP, i started the conversation rolling. i could sense dearie was getting a bit sleepy and kaixin was restless.
lts: how dearie, what brings u back so soon?
dearie: huh, bob....u forgotten....i m here for my shopping spree..
lts: wow, rich girl!!...and what about u kaixin, what's up with u?
kx: no lah...me only lecturing.....to tell u the truth...but pls keep it a secret, can?....(sorry, i posted this FR so no more secret liao).....me an associate professor, bluffing away in NANTAH U....but again like all NANTAH professors, we are always conned by cheena mei meis....*sigh!*....me included....*sigh again!*
lts:...u mean all NANTAH bigshots not only big up there...very big itchy down there too???
kx blushed. dearie burst out laughing, her mouthful of whiskey coke almost splashed out!
awkard silence followed. i stared at dearie's right er..u know what...kx stared at her left u know what too. cos when she laughed heartily, her u know whats vibrated tremendously...hahahaha...;9)
aiyah!...shit!! this is an adult story...i better make it straight: U KNOW WHATS were her big assets boobs!
dearie wasn't restrained too...dun ever think she is! if she could make her eyes go in different direction, her left would be staring at my stuff down there. her right would be at kx's bigger stuff down his....;9)
but knowing she couldn't she looked to the left, then to her right...we knew what was she looking at *blush, blush*....hahahaha....;9)... the horny girl from oz!
after she down her dunno how many drinks, i called for dinner. me hungry after a hard work out and so was kx. as for dearie, whiskey coke was her main course. she must have been a thirsty fish in her past life....;9(
we proceeded to a nearby basement food court at peninsula plaza, ordered our food and settled to eat.
something weird started to happen....i observed a drastic change in dearie...OH MY GOD!!....WHAT'S HAPPENING TO HER???....she ...she...she turned into......
to be cont'd.....
"WANNA MEET UP?" went the message. scrolled down...and oh my god!! i had forgotten. dearie was in town. i hurriedly changed and zoomed off to meet her at GRAND PARK ROYAL PLAZA.
how blur could i get? i thought that was in orchard rd so i smsed dearie whether it was next to LIDO. no reply. presumed it was and headed in that direction taking bus.
reaching there, it was ROYAL PLAZA HOTEL or something like that and hell! it was under renovation. NOT OPENED UNTIL NEXT YEAR.
goodness me!! i gooned again! called dearie, she too was blur and din know how to describe her location. someone else took over her handphone. kaixin was on the line. he directed me concisely and off i went - in bus again to RPH which was located just next to FUNAN THE IT MALL....what a blur goon i was!
was in the bus now. the hp beeped again: "bob, u gotta to hurry...kaixin is so quiet. i m very boring...."
hmmm...kaixin the cheongster quiet?? boring?? din sound like him. he was a CHEONGSTER and cheongster was suppose to be gifted with glib of the tongue. if not, how to cheong??
finally, i reached the hotel. zoomed into the lounge where they were idling away, each with a whiskey and coke.....the bar was bare except for the 'assets' and the 'cheongster'....hahahaha....'9)....and...and....and....
simmer down, guys and girls!!
...and...and..and...
AND NOTHING HAPPENED!....hahaaa...got'cha!
why? u r thinking dearie cantbeassed would be passionately smooching our resident cheongster....frenchieing and steaming up the bar?....no! nothing of that happen.
they were very decent good girl and boy sitting very discipline on the high stool sipping their whiskey coke....yes, what a let down!
lts: dearie!! u r back!!....this must be cai sim?
kaixin: yes kai xin...not ur regular veggie cai sim....hahaha...
dearie: hi ya, bob! u r looking good!....
just could help taking my eyes off to immense assets. and kaixin, my goodnes...he looked like an authentic monk to me!.....not a monk wannabe, an abbot maybe!....haahahaa...
he radiated with glow that any mum would love him to be her dutiful son-in-law....so any mum out there picking a prospective son in law?...u got one super qualified one here...hahahaha....cai sim kaixin....hahahaha....;9)
after the intro, i sat down. the chiobu bartender asked me what would i ve. of course my usual, H20 on rocks....made that the tap H20 ...sorry no PERRIER...no mineral...just TAP will do, thank you.
the disappointed girl was just too glad to serve me after i electrocuted her with my power gaze.....;9)
after a sip of my TAP, i started the conversation rolling. i could sense dearie was getting a bit sleepy and kaixin was restless.
lts: how dearie, what brings u back so soon?
dearie: huh, bob....u forgotten....i m here for my shopping spree..
lts: wow, rich girl!!...and what about u kaixin, what's up with u?
kx: no lah...me only lecturing.....to tell u the truth...but pls keep it a secret, can?....(sorry, i posted this FR so no more secret liao).....me an associate professor, bluffing away in NANTAH U....but again like all NANTAH professors, we are always conned by cheena mei meis....*sigh!*....me included....*sigh again!*
lts:...u mean all NANTAH bigshots not only big up there...very big itchy down there too???
kx blushed. dearie burst out laughing, her mouthful of whiskey coke almost splashed out!
awkard silence followed. i stared at dearie's right er..u know what...kx stared at her left u know what too. cos when she laughed heartily, her u know whats vibrated tremendously...hahahaha...;9)
aiyah!...shit!! this is an adult story...i better make it straight: U KNOW WHATS were her big assets boobs!
dearie wasn't restrained too...dun ever think she is! if she could make her eyes go in different direction, her left would be staring at my stuff down there. her right would be at kx's bigger stuff down his....;9)
but knowing she couldn't she looked to the left, then to her right...we knew what was she looking at *blush, blush*....hahahaha....;9)... the horny girl from oz!
after she down her dunno how many drinks, i called for dinner. me hungry after a hard work out and so was kx. as for dearie, whiskey coke was her main course. she must have been a thirsty fish in her past life....;9(
we proceeded to a nearby basement food court at peninsula plaza, ordered our food and settled to eat.
something weird started to happen....i observed a drastic change in dearie...OH MY GOD!!....WHAT'S HAPPENING TO HER???....she ...she...she turned into......
to be cont'd.....
Thursday, December 14, 2006
I WAS NAKED IN THE GYM!
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I WAS NAKED IN THE GYM!
raining and raining this month. such a depressive period. monsoon season now on so remember ur umbrella when u go out.
since i could hardly go to swim in queenstown pool, the other alternative to rid my piggy lard or ter yu was to go to my california fitness gym.
yesterday i was there again. wow! mediacorpse guo, liang pan ling2 and shaun chen (the idiot who acted xiao xin in holland v) was there filming.
guo liang was very friendly. i exclaimed, "hey, guo liang??" he smiled as exclaimed courtesouly, "ni hao." pan ling2 also smiled. but shaun was with a bf. this chap really got small little beady eyes.
anyway bo chap n proceed to work out in gym.
after sweating it out, headed for the changing room to shower. after a refreshing massaging shower (got massage shower head), returned to my locker wrapped only by towel.
troubles brewing.......;9(
I LOST MY KEYS to my lock of my locked locker!!!
how???
panic crept onto me!....i was naked saved only by the towel around my fat piggy waist!
just when i needed james, the indian juga who used to oversee the changing room, he wasn't around. having no choice, i stormed out of the changing room to the main area....down to the reception...and what else...announce my predicament to the staffs there.
it was an embarrasing moment cos i wasn't with power abs yet...i was with a combination of all the abs...a big ball of TER YUE for my tummy....;9( wrapped in towel.
the staff, the arabian sweet girl who very awk ka liao with me brought me to the towel room. the uncle in charged wasn't around...hell!!..he had gone for dinner. what to do now?
she advised me to return to the changing room and wait for me. once he was backed from his meal, he would come to my aid.
bo bian! returned to the changing room feeling very very pissed!
feeling bored, i went to steam it out at the suana room....
WARNING: NEVER...I REPEAT...NEVER DOZE OFF IN SUANA ROOM!!
That was precisely what happened to me...when the uncle came to wake me up from the suana room...shit!! i was exposed!...my towel was on the moist floor....*blush*
good thing, i wasn't singing the mari kita national anthem then....;9(
quickly i wrapped myself up...i got no time to think of whether i was deviously being molested or what when i dozed off. off i exit with the uncle. he was carrying a threatening monstrous clipper. an cutter that could break the lock or my anaconda too...hahahaha...;9)
SCARY AND THREATENING cutter that was!
before he went into action, he pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket. wriggling infront of me....hallelujah!!! THOSE WERE MY LOST KEYS to my lock.
i was so happy and thanked him profusely short of smacking him...hahahaha....;9)
finally got the lock opened without breaking it. changed and quickly buzzed off.
in the bus, i was wondering....when i dozed off, what could have happened?....why was my tightly wrapped towel on the floor?...oh my god!!! did someone - u know - play with my ding dongs??...blush..blush...and blush...i shudder to think of what could have happened.
haizz!! can't be bothered lah...it's just a piece of meat ..a piece of muscle....and a piece of unreveled embarrassment!...*blush*
I WAS NAKED IN THE GYM!
raining and raining this month. such a depressive period. monsoon season now on so remember ur umbrella when u go out.
since i could hardly go to swim in queenstown pool, the other alternative to rid my piggy lard or ter yu was to go to my california fitness gym.
yesterday i was there again. wow! mediacorpse guo, liang pan ling2 and shaun chen (the idiot who acted xiao xin in holland v) was there filming.
guo liang was very friendly. i exclaimed, "hey, guo liang??" he smiled as exclaimed courtesouly, "ni hao." pan ling2 also smiled. but shaun was with a bf. this chap really got small little beady eyes.
anyway bo chap n proceed to work out in gym.
after sweating it out, headed for the changing room to shower. after a refreshing massaging shower (got massage shower head), returned to my locker wrapped only by towel.
troubles brewing.......;9(
I LOST MY KEYS to my lock of my locked locker!!!
how???
panic crept onto me!....i was naked saved only by the towel around my fat piggy waist!
just when i needed james, the indian juga who used to oversee the changing room, he wasn't around. having no choice, i stormed out of the changing room to the main area....down to the reception...and what else...announce my predicament to the staffs there.
it was an embarrasing moment cos i wasn't with power abs yet...i was with a combination of all the abs...a big ball of TER YUE for my tummy....;9( wrapped in towel.
the staff, the arabian sweet girl who very awk ka liao with me brought me to the towel room. the uncle in charged wasn't around...hell!!..he had gone for dinner. what to do now?
she advised me to return to the changing room and wait for me. once he was backed from his meal, he would come to my aid.
bo bian! returned to the changing room feeling very very pissed!
feeling bored, i went to steam it out at the suana room....
WARNING: NEVER...I REPEAT...NEVER DOZE OFF IN SUANA ROOM!!
That was precisely what happened to me...when the uncle came to wake me up from the suana room...shit!! i was exposed!...my towel was on the moist floor....*blush*
good thing, i wasn't singing the mari kita national anthem then....;9(
quickly i wrapped myself up...i got no time to think of whether i was deviously being molested or what when i dozed off. off i exit with the uncle. he was carrying a threatening monstrous clipper. an cutter that could break the lock or my anaconda too...hahahaha...;9)
SCARY AND THREATENING cutter that was!
before he went into action, he pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket. wriggling infront of me....hallelujah!!! THOSE WERE MY LOST KEYS to my lock.
i was so happy and thanked him profusely short of smacking him...hahahaha....;9)
finally got the lock opened without breaking it. changed and quickly buzzed off.
in the bus, i was wondering....when i dozed off, what could have happened?....why was my tightly wrapped towel on the floor?...oh my god!!! did someone - u know - play with my ding dongs??...blush..blush...and blush...i shudder to think of what could have happened.
haizz!! can't be bothered lah...it's just a piece of meat ..a piece of muscle....and a piece of unreveled embarrassment!...*blush*
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
lure of the green undies, oh my god!
lure of the green undies, oh my god!
yesterday, something funny happened in this forum...I WAS BANNED ...dunno why. no one told me the reason too.
it was very sunny so off i went to queenstown pool for a dip since could no longer access to post.
things could never get weirder yesterday.
inside the gents changing room, there was a silly indian - look like a FT professional. i was feeling good so i whistled as i changed into my st michael's swim trunk.
i whistled. he whistled too. i whistled louder. he followed suit. then he smiled at me. goodness! the toilet seem brighter with his set of gleaming pearly teeth!.
i smiled back as a friendly courteous gesture. after pulling up my trunk and tightened it, off i went to the pool.......
.....to be cont'd......
PART 2
about an hour later, i reckon i must have burnt off enough ter yue (piggy lard), i emerged from the pool...proceed to the changing room.
it was terribly quiet. the whole changing room was bare except for a flashing green light enamating from one of the hangers. oh goodness!....A FLOURESCENT LIME GREEN UNDIES!!!
it was hanging there....waving franctically at me to go nearer and investigate. that was precisely what i did..
wow! not bad...not bad at all. BUMS brand undies. the high end expensive one. i bought a set of 3 too for like $19, meaning each was about $6+. this undies was of special material called microfibre or the same type used to make swimtrunks.
ho say!! looked quite brand new...so i checked it out. and to my disappointment, M size. me was XL. how could i wear that? my disciplined anaconda sure would be suffocated in it......;9(
so no choice, i left it there alone......i was definitely sure that green undies was crying its heart out too.....off i went into the showering cubicle.
as i was showering away, another guy came in. the whole changing room now only me showering and that weirdo guy who just came in.
when i exit from the cubicle...oh my god!!.....that weirdo guy was sniffing the green undies!!!....yucks!
he took the undies after a few deep sniff and put it into his bag and went out. i was stunned!.....anyway, it wasn't my size. if not, i would have taken it instead...hahahaha...mati!....flame bombs heading this way again!!
..........to be cont'd.......
yesterday, something funny happened in this forum...I WAS BANNED ...dunno why. no one told me the reason too.
it was very sunny so off i went to queenstown pool for a dip since could no longer access to post.
things could never get weirder yesterday.
inside the gents changing room, there was a silly indian - look like a FT professional. i was feeling good so i whistled as i changed into my st michael's swim trunk.
i whistled. he whistled too. i whistled louder. he followed suit. then he smiled at me. goodness! the toilet seem brighter with his set of gleaming pearly teeth!.
i smiled back as a friendly courteous gesture. after pulling up my trunk and tightened it, off i went to the pool.......
.....to be cont'd......
PART 2
about an hour later, i reckon i must have burnt off enough ter yue (piggy lard), i emerged from the pool...proceed to the changing room.
it was terribly quiet. the whole changing room was bare except for a flashing green light enamating from one of the hangers. oh goodness!....A FLOURESCENT LIME GREEN UNDIES!!!
it was hanging there....waving franctically at me to go nearer and investigate. that was precisely what i did..
wow! not bad...not bad at all. BUMS brand undies. the high end expensive one. i bought a set of 3 too for like $19, meaning each was about $6+. this undies was of special material called microfibre or the same type used to make swimtrunks.
ho say!! looked quite brand new...so i checked it out. and to my disappointment, M size. me was XL. how could i wear that? my disciplined anaconda sure would be suffocated in it......;9(
so no choice, i left it there alone......i was definitely sure that green undies was crying its heart out too.....off i went into the showering cubicle.
as i was showering away, another guy came in. the whole changing room now only me showering and that weirdo guy who just came in.
when i exit from the cubicle...oh my god!!.....that weirdo guy was sniffing the green undies!!!....yucks!
he took the undies after a few deep sniff and put it into his bag and went out. i was stunned!.....anyway, it wasn't my size. if not, i would have taken it instead...hahahaha...mati!....flame bombs heading this way again!!
..........to be cont'd.......
part 3: LURE OF THE LIME GREEN UNDIES
that wasn't the end of my green undies story....
i dried myself with towel. stripped naked...yes naked with dingdong and anaconda exposed! was about to put on my own personal pairs of XL BUMS undies, the bloody FT indian suddenly entered and startled me. i tot he had already left an hour ago when i first met him initially changing when i just entered to change into my swim trunk.
he was staring me there....i blushed...and quickly pulled up my BUMS. lecherously smiling away, he approached me and asked me whether i noticed a lime green undies. it was his and he forgot to retrieve it.
am i suppose to believe his lame excuse and story?
so i told him: oh i din take it. but a really chiohunk who is damn handsome and muscular took it....
wow! u should ve seen his bewildered excited and ethusiastic face. without a word of thanks he rushed out to hunt for that exaggerated 'chiohunk' i cooked up for him.....he tot that guy must have his lime green undies and i guessed most u all would know what's his lustful intention.
as for me, i quickly changed and get the hell out of the toilet and out of the pool just in case that bloody FT indian came back...
there is a saying in hokkien: bo herr, hay ya ho.
translated: if u cannot get the fish, then the prawn will do...
AND DEFINITELY, I WASN'T GOING TO BE THAT SITTING 'PRAWN'!.....hahahahaha...;9)
...end of the green undies lure......;9)
i dried myself with towel. stripped naked...yes naked with dingdong and anaconda exposed! was about to put on my own personal pairs of XL BUMS undies, the bloody FT indian suddenly entered and startled me. i tot he had already left an hour ago when i first met him initially changing when i just entered to change into my swim trunk.
he was staring me there....i blushed...and quickly pulled up my BUMS. lecherously smiling away, he approached me and asked me whether i noticed a lime green undies. it was his and he forgot to retrieve it.
am i suppose to believe his lame excuse and story?
so i told him: oh i din take it. but a really chiohunk who is damn handsome and muscular took it....
wow! u should ve seen his bewildered excited and ethusiastic face. without a word of thanks he rushed out to hunt for that exaggerated 'chiohunk' i cooked up for him.....he tot that guy must have his lime green undies and i guessed most u all would know what's his lustful intention.
as for me, i quickly changed and get the hell out of the toilet and out of the pool just in case that bloody FT indian came back...
there is a saying in hokkien: bo herr, hay ya ho.
translated: if u cannot get the fish, then the prawn will do...
AND DEFINITELY, I WASN'T GOING TO BE THAT SITTING 'PRAWN'!.....hahahahaha...;9)
...end of the green undies lure......;9)
Friday, December 08, 2006
MY PET FOXIE, THE FLYING FOX
guess what i saw?.....
FLYING FOXES....one whole brood of them feasting on my ripen pink guavas. they were hanging upside down with the hind legs holding firm to the branches and their fore legs which is linked with a stretchable membrane - the wing with their hinds.
cousin peeleepian was there with me and we were gazing at it. i din know when a missile was shot out from peelepian's handy catapult. it hit bullseye at one of the hungrily feasting creatures. it fell....and the rest of the flying foxes were startled and flew away squeaking noisily as they went.
i was shock. why did peelepian do that for? we headed to the fallen target. it was already dead bleeding from the head.....;9(
peeleepian was one bold bloke. he flipped the carcass over. oh my god!! clinging in fright onto it was a baby flying fox!
peeleepian was drooling and told me he would barbeque it. he said it was very nutritious and delicious. i asked for the baby flying fox. if not, i think it would also end up in his tummy......;9(
this began my acquaintance with flying fox.....
i named it foxie. it was cute and a female. it was already quite developed with wings and big soulful gazing eyes. i used a used towel and hanged it upside down carefully placing the baby flying fox inside.
since it was a baby, i went to get some KLIM milk powder and mixed it water. then i fed it to the fox with a straw. happily it loved it and was suckling quite greedily....;9)
very soon after a few weeks, foxie was grown. i kept it in my big rabbit cage. yes...me was keeping rabbits too then with the hamsters, guinea pigs..and my white duck...and chickens with their brood of chicks.
it was a mini zoo in my large fenced up compound where the guava tree proudly shaded over us.
there wasn't much of a rapport between me and foxie. i fed it regularly from dropped guavas. all it knew was feeding time. greedy critter was quite blainless!
when it reached quite mature size, granny told me to let it go...or else, she would love to cook it in double boiled tonic.
reluctantly, i let it out for the last time. she was quite tame and would allow me to stroke her belly. the dark golden brown fur was really soft and silky. she loved it and would wriggle her hind legs like a little doggie. in fact it was like a little doggie!
i left her out. it flew awhile. then she would return to me clinging invertedly on my outstretched forearm wrapped in towel. her claws were rather sharp, u know. i would fling her ...and off she flew away.
i let her had all the freedom expecting she to just flew away. but no she din. soon night fell. the guava tree was in season again and loaded with fruits.
the swarm of flying foxes came a visiting once more.....next morning, foxie was gone. there was a tinge of unwillingness welling within me....but then for her own good, she should go.
FLYING FOXES....one whole brood of them feasting on my ripen pink guavas. they were hanging upside down with the hind legs holding firm to the branches and their fore legs which is linked with a stretchable membrane - the wing with their hinds.
cousin peeleepian was there with me and we were gazing at it. i din know when a missile was shot out from peelepian's handy catapult. it hit bullseye at one of the hungrily feasting creatures. it fell....and the rest of the flying foxes were startled and flew away squeaking noisily as they went.
i was shock. why did peelepian do that for? we headed to the fallen target. it was already dead bleeding from the head.....;9(
peeleepian was one bold bloke. he flipped the carcass over. oh my god!! clinging in fright onto it was a baby flying fox!
peeleepian was drooling and told me he would barbeque it. he said it was very nutritious and delicious. i asked for the baby flying fox. if not, i think it would also end up in his tummy......;9(
this began my acquaintance with flying fox.....
i named it foxie. it was cute and a female. it was already quite developed with wings and big soulful gazing eyes. i used a used towel and hanged it upside down carefully placing the baby flying fox inside.
since it was a baby, i went to get some KLIM milk powder and mixed it water. then i fed it to the fox with a straw. happily it loved it and was suckling quite greedily....;9)
very soon after a few weeks, foxie was grown. i kept it in my big rabbit cage. yes...me was keeping rabbits too then with the hamsters, guinea pigs..and my white duck...and chickens with their brood of chicks.
it was a mini zoo in my large fenced up compound where the guava tree proudly shaded over us.
there wasn't much of a rapport between me and foxie. i fed it regularly from dropped guavas. all it knew was feeding time. greedy critter was quite blainless!
when it reached quite mature size, granny told me to let it go...or else, she would love to cook it in double boiled tonic.
reluctantly, i let it out for the last time. she was quite tame and would allow me to stroke her belly. the dark golden brown fur was really soft and silky. she loved it and would wriggle her hind legs like a little doggie. in fact it was like a little doggie!
i left her out. it flew awhile. then she would return to me clinging invertedly on my outstretched forearm wrapped in towel. her claws were rather sharp, u know. i would fling her ...and off she flew away.
i let her had all the freedom expecting she to just flew away. but no she din. soon night fell. the guava tree was in season again and loaded with fruits.
the swarm of flying foxes came a visiting once more.....next morning, foxie was gone. there was a tinge of unwillingness welling within me....but then for her own good, she should go.
Friday, December 01, 2006
PART 5 - THE FLYING TREE GECKO and THE FLYING FOX
a sudden shadow flit. yes! something was at the trunk of my guava tree as i gazed up from my supine postion on the swing.
i got up and went to look at the upright strong brownish trunk. aye.....nothing leh..why??? wait!! what's that white flashing little triangle thing??....
i observed closely....yes!! there was something there. a big gecko...a big brown lizard fleshing its white little triangular piece of skin from its throat.
up i climbed....silently and stealthly....i grabbed its tail and swooshed down to the ground.
i just caught a lizard with wings!! A FLY GECKO!!
it started to wriggle in frenzy.......i was a bit startled and unsure whether it would bite or not so in a quick swing i flung it away...
it was a beautiful manouvre. it sort of 'fly'....gliding gracefully upwards to the guava trunk.....and quickly crawling upwards until i lost sight of it.....
everyday i would lay on my swing and look up for the graceful gliding flying gecko. i din disturb it anymore and treat it as my new found weird pet. the one that was almost held in captivity by me.......;9)
i decided not to disturb it as i had no idea how was i going to keep it. it needs to fly and glide. i also din no what kind of foods it should be feeding on....so the best thing was to leave it alone to fly around my guava tree......;9)
night fall, it was the super guava season. one just needed to look up and u would see the whole tree laden with yummy big fruits...yum yum......not not yum yum for long......
shadowy flitting creatures came in brood to land on my guava tree. they were squeaking. i grabbed my torchlight and shined at them.....guess what i saw?..........
to be cont'd.......
i got up and went to look at the upright strong brownish trunk. aye.....nothing leh..why??? wait!! what's that white flashing little triangle thing??....
i observed closely....yes!! there was something there. a big gecko...a big brown lizard fleshing its white little triangular piece of skin from its throat.
up i climbed....silently and stealthly....i grabbed its tail and swooshed down to the ground.
i just caught a lizard with wings!! A FLY GECKO!!
it started to wriggle in frenzy.......i was a bit startled and unsure whether it would bite or not so in a quick swing i flung it away...
it was a beautiful manouvre. it sort of 'fly'....gliding gracefully upwards to the guava trunk.....and quickly crawling upwards until i lost sight of it.....
everyday i would lay on my swing and look up for the graceful gliding flying gecko. i din disturb it anymore and treat it as my new found weird pet. the one that was almost held in captivity by me.......;9)
i decided not to disturb it as i had no idea how was i going to keep it. it needs to fly and glide. i also din no what kind of foods it should be feeding on....so the best thing was to leave it alone to fly around my guava tree......;9)
night fall, it was the super guava season. one just needed to look up and u would see the whole tree laden with yummy big fruits...yum yum......not not yum yum for long......
shadowy flitting creatures came in brood to land on my guava tree. they were squeaking. i grabbed my torchlight and shined at them.....guess what i saw?..........
to be cont'd.......
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE IS still FREE OF CHARGE...
the majestic of a sunrise symbolises new day...new hope...new life....new expectation.....
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE IS FREE...
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE IS FREE...
the fresh crisp morning air...the beautiful azure clear blue sky..the wondrous majestic rainbow after a drizzle....the cooling rains after a spell of sizzling heat.....
the warm smile of a total stranger...and the charity of the lost $5....
they are priceless!....very sadly, not many can see it. most take it for granted and even ignore all this miraculous natural occurences.....sad....;9(
so from today, let's enjoy all these god's wonders....and set free the bond that binds ur heart...let us regain the compassion within us that was lost along the way when we were distracted by the avarice of material gains and wealth.....
these are the wealth even the poorest possesses and no one ...not even the paps can take that away...
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE IS STILL AND TRULY FREE OF CHARGE!
the fresh crisp morning air...the beautiful azure clear blue sky..the wondrous majestic rainbow after a drizzle....the cooling rains after a spell of sizzling heat.....
the warm smile of a total stranger...and the charity of the lost $5....
they are priceless!....very sadly, not many can see it. most take it for granted and even ignore all this miraculous natural occurences.....sad....;9(
so from today, let's enjoy all these god's wonders....and set free the bond that binds ur heart...let us regain the compassion within us that was lost along the way when we were distracted by the avarice of material gains and wealth.....
these are the wealth even the poorest possesses and no one ...not even the paps can take that away...
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE IS STILL AND TRULY FREE OF CHARGE!
PART 5: WHERE THE INSECTS STICK AND THE GECKO FLIES
my next weird pet - STICK INSECTS and FLYING LIZARD
PART 5: WHERE THE INSECTS STICK AND THE GECKO FLIES
my monster pink guava tree never failed to delight me with a hosts of surprises.
i just bucked up my courage and tried to climb it. as i was climbing, manouvering the branches with my limps, i chanced upon a funny looking stick.
i thought i saw it moved. when i paused to observe, it was motionless. then i looked closely. it appeared to be an elongated insect. IT'S A BROWN STICK INSECT!
wow!! i was thrilled. further up above me, i noticed there were another few moving sticks.
goodie!....i descended. ran into the kitchen. searched for a plastic bag and a rubber band to tie. and hurriedly climbed up the branch again to catch all the stick insects.
my grandma told me stick insects loved guava leaves. no problem. i got a whole monster tree.
i reared my stick insects in a empty aquarium and place daily fresh twigs of guava leaves for them to feed...such fun to see the slow knotty movement of the insects.
if u startled them, they just freeze and really looked like a twig from the guava branch.....;9)
one day, i was sitting on my swing in my big garden compound with the guava shading over it. i slept on the swing looking up...
ZOOM! Something just flitted across one branch to another....I though it was a fluttering of the leaves shadow...but no! there it went again - and not flick...there was something just glide over....
to be cont'd...
PART 5: WHERE THE INSECTS STICK AND THE GECKO FLIES
my monster pink guava tree never failed to delight me with a hosts of surprises.
i just bucked up my courage and tried to climb it. as i was climbing, manouvering the branches with my limps, i chanced upon a funny looking stick.
i thought i saw it moved. when i paused to observe, it was motionless. then i looked closely. it appeared to be an elongated insect. IT'S A BROWN STICK INSECT!
wow!! i was thrilled. further up above me, i noticed there were another few moving sticks.
goodie!....i descended. ran into the kitchen. searched for a plastic bag and a rubber band to tie. and hurriedly climbed up the branch again to catch all the stick insects.
my grandma told me stick insects loved guava leaves. no problem. i got a whole monster tree.
i reared my stick insects in a empty aquarium and place daily fresh twigs of guava leaves for them to feed...such fun to see the slow knotty movement of the insects.
if u startled them, they just freeze and really looked like a twig from the guava branch.....;9)
one day, i was sitting on my swing in my big garden compound with the guava shading over it. i slept on the swing looking up...
ZOOM! Something just flitted across one branch to another....I though it was a fluttering of the leaves shadow...but no! there it went again - and not flick...there was something just glide over....
to be cont'd...
PART 5: SPIDERS FEEDING TIME...
After we had witnessed the FUCK SPIDER, i will now narrate about how to feed the spiders....
as everyone knows, the old days kampong was infested with mozzies...big monster sized ones. if u got bitten, it would be one big itchy lump on ur skin....;9(
funny though like no one ever died of dengue fever in my kampong even though mozzies were festering!
this was how we fed the spiders. peeleepian and me would go to the most mozzies infested area. we stood still there with a plastic bag tied to ur trousers.
the mozzies would come to feast on us. usually we went about topless. so i would observe peeleepian skin; he on me.
once a mozzie landed on either of us and started sucking our blood. we tolerated and let the insect swelled up its body. then controlling our strength, we smacked onto the insect. we didn't kill it. we just knocked it out. it was still alive...maybe just stunned.
then we would peel off the wings rendering it flightless and put it into our plastic bag and headed back home to our pet spiders.
we would then let it out and put a wingless mozzie on the matchbox top. the hungry spiders would pranced, posed and then steady itself taking accurate aim, it would pounce on the wriggly blood fattened up mozzie.
that would be its meal for the day.
oh yes, we also fed our spiders with out spittle, too. usually after we sucked on a sweet, we spat a tiny globulus of sweetened spittle and released our pet spiders.
it would love our spittle and fester on it quite motionless like enjoying every drop of it......;9)
gross?....come to think of it....PRETTY GROSS!...hahahaha.....;9)
- end of fighting and fucking spiders.....;9)
as everyone knows, the old days kampong was infested with mozzies...big monster sized ones. if u got bitten, it would be one big itchy lump on ur skin....;9(
funny though like no one ever died of dengue fever in my kampong even though mozzies were festering!
this was how we fed the spiders. peeleepian and me would go to the most mozzies infested area. we stood still there with a plastic bag tied to ur trousers.
the mozzies would come to feast on us. usually we went about topless. so i would observe peeleepian skin; he on me.
once a mozzie landed on either of us and started sucking our blood. we tolerated and let the insect swelled up its body. then controlling our strength, we smacked onto the insect. we didn't kill it. we just knocked it out. it was still alive...maybe just stunned.
then we would peel off the wings rendering it flightless and put it into our plastic bag and headed back home to our pet spiders.
we would then let it out and put a wingless mozzie on the matchbox top. the hungry spiders would pranced, posed and then steady itself taking accurate aim, it would pounce on the wriggly blood fattened up mozzie.
that would be its meal for the day.
oh yes, we also fed our spiders with out spittle, too. usually after we sucked on a sweet, we spat a tiny globulus of sweetened spittle and released our pet spiders.
it would love our spittle and fester on it quite motionless like enjoying every drop of it......;9)
gross?....come to think of it....PRETTY GROSS!...hahahaha.....;9)
- end of fighting and fucking spiders.....;9)
PART 4: LET'S PLAY FIGHTING SPIDERS
cousin peeleepian was one hell of a guy. he liked got built in spiders sensor. he knew where it would be hiding.
we must be very slow and cautious when trying to catch this illusive iridescent jumping fighting spiders which were quite small and black with bluish green shiny stripes. what a beauty they were!
it lived in between 2 blades of leaves. peeleepian would stoop down to see if there was the arachid dwelling in between 2 leaf blades. once he was sure there was one inside there, he would clasp both his palm gently over the blades and in a swift move, snapped the whole branch and quickly put the who thing in the transparent plastic bag that we brought lest the spider would just jump off into the forested floor and be lost!.
we were looking for the slimmer body male spider. only the male fights. the females breed and are bigger with a rounder abdomen and smaller frontal pincers pair of legs.
i loved to rear and keep the female cos it was cuter and ...i dunno...appeared to be friendlier and easily trained....
YES I TRAINED THOSE FIGHTING SPIDERS....lol!
after we had caught enough...and it was tedious work actually. it was difficult to allocate the hideout of these spiders, u know. we would happily return home to "train" our pet spiders.......;9)
i would put the male one into the empty match box lined with a blade of leaf. it would willingly jump in and then hide under the leaf.
for the female, i put it in a jar and place more leaves inside cos the female might breed.
if we noticed the female had bigger swollen abdomen, this mean that she was loaded with eggs. we would mate her with the male spider.
this was a very weird process cos if u leave the female and the male alone, they would fight instead of mate. and this was what we would do.
first, the female spider was let out onto the matchbox. then i would gently press on her abdomen. she would be render quite motionless except her head would be exposed.
then cousin peelepian would let our the male spider onto the matchbox top. the male spider then would start doing a very funny 'spider dance' with out stretched frontal longer legs. it would vibrate its pair of legs and slowly approach the immobilised female and the legs would dig into her thorax quivering and quivering......this mean that mating had already taken place.
after the male deposited his cum into the fat female and lost interest, peelepian would return it into the matchbox. i would release the female spider and returned her to her glass jar.
within days, she would be weaving a cocoon and laying her eggs....and soon u find many tiny spiders hatching.
at this stage, it would be appropriate to release all the baby spiders and the female mother to the wild....u see how we preserved those spiders even at our tender age, we were already practising conservation......;9)
as for the male, well, once a while, we would let 2 males hop onto the matchbox top and they would fight it out.....very interesting sight. they would use their front pair of legs to push each other. the loser would let go and run away.
do u know what we use to feed the spiders?
.......to be cont'd......
PART 3: FIGHTING SPIDERS....AND FUCK SPIDERS.
more pets to come....;9)
For those who dunno where the term FUCK SPIDERS come from...well, read this and u may know it's originality....hahahahah.....;9)
cousin peeleepian and i were the best childhood pals. not only he was my cousin, he was liked tarzan. he was my idol, u know. he feared nothing. whatever creepies crawlies, critters, yucking things...etc...he grabbed!
he influenced me greatly...so i also grabbed what ever things that crawled, swam, flew or bite.
like i said before, we were simple kampong kids. poor but happy. we got not many toys to play with as our parents were poor then. but we were very courageous and creative .
peeleepian always would bring me to mt faber area to catch spider. under the hill, used to live a sinewy old malay man. he had a small plot of land there where he grew rambutan and planted tapioca and sweet potatoes.
yum...yum....we would always time the ripening so that we could steal some of pak awang's harvest...hahahaha...;9)
pak awang as a nasty old fuck! he would scream at us when he found us digging up the his tapiocas or sweet potatoes.
it was a good thing he was a limp. if not we would not be able to escape him so easily with all the loots......;9)
in my old kampong house was a large compound where grandma since young had grown a guava tree. this wonderful pink fruit tree had since grown old with my my grandma. it was monstrous and majestic not only providing the family with much need shade but vit C rich pink guavas. the fruits were abundant. i never passed a day without eating a couple of those seedy sweet guavas. it was like my daily staple of fruits too.....;9)
my pink guava tree also attracted many different kinds of colorful and rare birds....yellow merobok, the sweet singing merobok, parrots, thrushes, etc....and once even the rare hornbills...no joke!
these hornbills were scary bird...so large and with the monstrous yellow curved beak. the pair which frequently my guave tree really looked menancingly threatening.
so as it was ....kampong days passed by so relaxed and not a dull moment.
peelepian would visit me almost everyday to climb the guava tree and pluck the ripe fruits. he could pluck so many at one go, we even had many spares to distribute to my favorite neighbour next door, ah eng. this hardworking girl helped my mum to look after all my tender siblings....
(ah eng had since passed away a few years back. she was inflicted with lung cancer after years of working in the petrol kiosk. she was barely 50 then....sob...sad....;9(
granny would want me to pluck those overly ripen fruits. i shuddered when she chomped into it with her quite toothless mouth. do u know why?
over riped fruits contained tiny squiggling maggots. it wrrigled frantically when u broke open the riped soft yellow fruit that exposed it's pink flesh...and *yucks!*..those wriggling maggots..
granny said those were the sweetest with the maggots. she even assured us it was ok to devour the fruits with those tiny white worms....*yucks!*...no thanks gran...u can have all the wormy fruits to ur delights!
while peeleepian climbed the tree, i would fix 2 lengths of tied bamboo poles extending the lengths as to hit down any high up good size guava.
my brother and sisters would also join in the fun and picked the fallen fruits....2 joined extended bamboo poles were really heavy to handle.....so only me being the eldest of the brood was strong enough to held it.
it was really really fun....what next to do was to wash the fruits and supped!........;9)
next, peeleepian would bring me to mt faber. this time we armed with empty match boxes and plastic bags again.
we were going to catch those iridescent bluish green jumping fighting spiders.....
to be cont'd........
For those who dunno where the term FUCK SPIDERS come from...well, read this and u may know it's originality....hahahahah.....;9)
cousin peeleepian and i were the best childhood pals. not only he was my cousin, he was liked tarzan. he was my idol, u know. he feared nothing. whatever creepies crawlies, critters, yucking things...etc...he grabbed!
he influenced me greatly...so i also grabbed what ever things that crawled, swam, flew or bite.
like i said before, we were simple kampong kids. poor but happy. we got not many toys to play with as our parents were poor then. but we were very courageous and creative .
peeleepian always would bring me to mt faber area to catch spider. under the hill, used to live a sinewy old malay man. he had a small plot of land there where he grew rambutan and planted tapioca and sweet potatoes.
yum...yum....we would always time the ripening so that we could steal some of pak awang's harvest...hahahaha...;9)
pak awang as a nasty old fuck! he would scream at us when he found us digging up the his tapiocas or sweet potatoes.
it was a good thing he was a limp. if not we would not be able to escape him so easily with all the loots......;9)
in my old kampong house was a large compound where grandma since young had grown a guava tree. this wonderful pink fruit tree had since grown old with my my grandma. it was monstrous and majestic not only providing the family with much need shade but vit C rich pink guavas. the fruits were abundant. i never passed a day without eating a couple of those seedy sweet guavas. it was like my daily staple of fruits too.....;9)
my pink guava tree also attracted many different kinds of colorful and rare birds....yellow merobok, the sweet singing merobok, parrots, thrushes, etc....and once even the rare hornbills...no joke!
these hornbills were scary bird...so large and with the monstrous yellow curved beak. the pair which frequently my guave tree really looked menancingly threatening.
so as it was ....kampong days passed by so relaxed and not a dull moment.
peelepian would visit me almost everyday to climb the guava tree and pluck the ripe fruits. he could pluck so many at one go, we even had many spares to distribute to my favorite neighbour next door, ah eng. this hardworking girl helped my mum to look after all my tender siblings....
(ah eng had since passed away a few years back. she was inflicted with lung cancer after years of working in the petrol kiosk. she was barely 50 then....sob...sad....;9(
granny would want me to pluck those overly ripen fruits. i shuddered when she chomped into it with her quite toothless mouth. do u know why?
over riped fruits contained tiny squiggling maggots. it wrrigled frantically when u broke open the riped soft yellow fruit that exposed it's pink flesh...and *yucks!*..those wriggling maggots..
granny said those were the sweetest with the maggots. she even assured us it was ok to devour the fruits with those tiny white worms....*yucks!*...no thanks gran...u can have all the wormy fruits to ur delights!
while peeleepian climbed the tree, i would fix 2 lengths of tied bamboo poles extending the lengths as to hit down any high up good size guava.
my brother and sisters would also join in the fun and picked the fallen fruits....2 joined extended bamboo poles were really heavy to handle.....so only me being the eldest of the brood was strong enough to held it.
it was really really fun....what next to do was to wash the fruits and supped!........;9)
next, peeleepian would bring me to mt faber. this time we armed with empty match boxes and plastic bags again.
we were going to catch those iridescent bluish green jumping fighting spiders.....
to be cont'd........
Thursday, November 30, 2006
PART 2 - WEIRD PETS
PART 2
other fighting insects that cousin peeleepian and i caught were crickets, scorpions, dragonfly, greenish jade beetle (we called KIM KU) and yes how can i forget the memorable cute stick insects.
crickets, i believe most know. only the males fight. this one we actually turn it into an enterprise. many kids also started into this cricket craze. every boys were busy catching the dark colored crickets and pitted the insects against each other.
mind u! we bet our meagre allowance of 5c or 10c against each others during the cricket match. some boys were so fedup when their cricket lost that they stamped on the defeated insect squashing all the juices and flattening the poor dead loser....;9(
crickets were interesting insects. beside fighting, the males sing quite a cricketty song....i just loved to listen to them during the night. i got a whole lot of them males and females. breeding them was so easy. just fed them with newspaper or leftover rice can already....
dragonfly was another interesting insect i reared. but this one normally after a brief moment of fun, it either ended up dead or i would set it free.
i had to go to the big longkang that ran through my kampong to catch this fast hovering flying majestic insects. there were the dark blue and the bright red. then there were the smaller thinner more colorful bright bluish damselfly.
watching the dragonflies darting and skimming above the gently flowing stream was a very relaxing sight to behold. once a while they would rest on the slanted concrete of the longkang. that was my chance to catch it by grabbing hold of it's wings.
caution here. the dragonfly also has nasty biting jaws. u have to back fold the 2 pairs of wings to render it powerless.
next step. i would tie a thread to it's tail. after that setting it free. so it's like a remote controlled insect linked by a long thread. very fun!
after awhile either the insect tired itself out and dropped dead or i tired myself and set it free.
the same was done to the bright greenish jade beetle which once a while would fly into our hall during the night attracted by the flourescent light.
the beetle was a bulky critter. it flew clumsily and usually nosedive turn-turtle and went into a frenzy spin. when it fell onto the floor, i would grab it. again, i would then tie a thread to it's hind leg, then walah! a remote controlled flying beetle.....hahahaha.....;9)
scorpions were notoriously dangerous. this one i left it to my bolder cousin peelepian to handle. again u put 2 scorpions together, they would slut it out, sometime ending death of the other.
this poisonous fella hid in damp dark places in the forested area of mt faber which was then the hilly range that surrounded bansiewsan. (it had since being cut into 2 hills: mt faber and telok blangah divided by henderson rd which cuts in between the original hill range.)
..to be cont'd.....
other fighting insects that cousin peeleepian and i caught were crickets, scorpions, dragonfly, greenish jade beetle (we called KIM KU) and yes how can i forget the memorable cute stick insects.
crickets, i believe most know. only the males fight. this one we actually turn it into an enterprise. many kids also started into this cricket craze. every boys were busy catching the dark colored crickets and pitted the insects against each other.
mind u! we bet our meagre allowance of 5c or 10c against each others during the cricket match. some boys were so fedup when their cricket lost that they stamped on the defeated insect squashing all the juices and flattening the poor dead loser....;9(
crickets were interesting insects. beside fighting, the males sing quite a cricketty song....i just loved to listen to them during the night. i got a whole lot of them males and females. breeding them was so easy. just fed them with newspaper or leftover rice can already....
dragonfly was another interesting insect i reared. but this one normally after a brief moment of fun, it either ended up dead or i would set it free.
i had to go to the big longkang that ran through my kampong to catch this fast hovering flying majestic insects. there were the dark blue and the bright red. then there were the smaller thinner more colorful bright bluish damselfly.
watching the dragonflies darting and skimming above the gently flowing stream was a very relaxing sight to behold. once a while they would rest on the slanted concrete of the longkang. that was my chance to catch it by grabbing hold of it's wings.
caution here. the dragonfly also has nasty biting jaws. u have to back fold the 2 pairs of wings to render it powerless.
next step. i would tie a thread to it's tail. after that setting it free. so it's like a remote controlled insect linked by a long thread. very fun!
after awhile either the insect tired itself out and dropped dead or i tired myself and set it free.
the same was done to the bright greenish jade beetle which once a while would fly into our hall during the night attracted by the flourescent light.
the beetle was a bulky critter. it flew clumsily and usually nosedive turn-turtle and went into a frenzy spin. when it fell onto the floor, i would grab it. again, i would then tie a thread to it's hind leg, then walah! a remote controlled flying beetle.....hahahaha.....;9)
scorpions were notoriously dangerous. this one i left it to my bolder cousin peelepian to handle. again u put 2 scorpions together, they would slut it out, sometime ending death of the other.
this poisonous fella hid in damp dark places in the forested area of mt faber which was then the hilly range that surrounded bansiewsan. (it had since being cut into 2 hills: mt faber and telok blangah divided by henderson rd which cuts in between the original hill range.)
..to be cont'd.....
MY COLLECTIONS OF WEIRD PETS
i ve to start this narration from my kampong days in BANSIEWSAN which was located at this obselete road called JALAN BANGSI.
ve any of u heard of this road.
the new name is called HENDERSON from telok blangah leading all the way to bt merah.
BANSIEWSAN was the kampong where i was born and spent my most enjoyable primary school childhood days.
my attap home then was spacious with 2 rooms, a big hall and a super long, dark and narrow kitchen. this kitchen was the scariest of the whole house cos it was always very dark and eerie....it never failed to give me the creeps!
this was also our toilet where we could only pissed but cannot shit. to do the big time business, i had to walk a few houses though dusty clayey path to what we had PUBLIC LAVATORIES.
these are wooden holey shacks with a zinc roof. it simply had an oval hole where u squatted and dropped ur bombs into a black container aptly called the nightsoil container.
every wee hours of morning, the nightsoil collectors would come and replace the overflowing stinky yucky containers. the 6 lavatories were shared by the whole kampong. could u imagine every morning there would be a queue to use them. yes, first come first serve!
the lavatory stink like hell! when u finished ur business, the stench sticked onto ur clothing and followed u for hours!
now after intro u this, we get on to the real business....the kind of pets i used to have.
kampong kids, what could we have?....practically nothing. so we had to improvish and catch our own pets.
DUNG BEETLES - yes the shit feeding crawlies were among my pets. why? so gross!...yes, gross but very interesting.
u put the male rotund beetles together and they would start fighting. natural. males are always fighting over females....hahahaha....;9)
from beetles, together with my cousin peelepian (who's now a power pastor), we would equip ourselves with plastic bags n go to some barren sandy or clayey land to catch TIGER BEETLES.
these were very nasty beetles with threating monstrous biting hooked jaws. they were really fun insects and are very rare to find now.
u put 2 of these beetles in a closed jar and they would fight to its death! very fun to watch. in the open space, they fought too. the loser would just fly away. but in a jar...hehehehe...they killed each other mercilessly.
.....to be cont'd
ve any of u heard of this road.
the new name is called HENDERSON from telok blangah leading all the way to bt merah.
BANSIEWSAN was the kampong where i was born and spent my most enjoyable primary school childhood days.
my attap home then was spacious with 2 rooms, a big hall and a super long, dark and narrow kitchen. this kitchen was the scariest of the whole house cos it was always very dark and eerie....it never failed to give me the creeps!
this was also our toilet where we could only pissed but cannot shit. to do the big time business, i had to walk a few houses though dusty clayey path to what we had PUBLIC LAVATORIES.
these are wooden holey shacks with a zinc roof. it simply had an oval hole where u squatted and dropped ur bombs into a black container aptly called the nightsoil container.
every wee hours of morning, the nightsoil collectors would come and replace the overflowing stinky yucky containers. the 6 lavatories were shared by the whole kampong. could u imagine every morning there would be a queue to use them. yes, first come first serve!
the lavatory stink like hell! when u finished ur business, the stench sticked onto ur clothing and followed u for hours!
now after intro u this, we get on to the real business....the kind of pets i used to have.
kampong kids, what could we have?....practically nothing. so we had to improvish and catch our own pets.
DUNG BEETLES - yes the shit feeding crawlies were among my pets. why? so gross!...yes, gross but very interesting.
u put the male rotund beetles together and they would start fighting. natural. males are always fighting over females....hahahaha....;9)
from beetles, together with my cousin peelepian (who's now a power pastor), we would equip ourselves with plastic bags n go to some barren sandy or clayey land to catch TIGER BEETLES.
these were very nasty beetles with threating monstrous biting hooked jaws. they were really fun insects and are very rare to find now.
u put 2 of these beetles in a closed jar and they would fight to its death! very fun to watch. in the open space, they fought too. the loser would just fly away. but in a jar...hehehehe...they killed each other mercilessly.
.....to be cont'd
Thursday, November 23, 2006
...and more comments...and flammings followed...
merlion (christan24)
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You miss out the red undies part.
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wow lau eh!..if blusoton din emailed me, i still din know i m being filmed.
where's my royalties??
new films, anyone interested:
TALES OF HORROR FROM THE CALIFORNIA GYM
PART 1: the night of the skinheads in red undies
PART 2: the arabian sweet mei mei
PART 3: my PT chiohunk meets choobeebee
PART 4: my personal locker bayi guard in the toilet
PART 5: the day of the ang mo boss
i will add in a couple of msg* just to enhance the flavour...;9)
*msg: mojo, siao and gila
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Hi, How about the senior citizens who have contributed to the prosperity of Singapore????????
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22-Nov 19:34
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TEETU PICTURES PRESENTS
A SPIDERMAN PRODUCTION
A PORKY PIG PICTURES RELEASE
PRESENTING THE LATEST ASIAN SENSATION ...UNCLE PIGGY LEE as
' LEETAHSAR'
' a story of a monk who thought he was a pig but found out he was actually BOTH '
BLOCK BOOKINGS OPENS NOW !!!!
SCHOOL CONCESSIONS AVAILABLE !!!!!!
Y3N
22-Nov 20:38
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You miss out the red undies part.
From:
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09:05
To:
exist15
7 of 29
124826.7 in reply to 124826.1
wow lau eh!..if blusoton din emailed me, i still din know i m being filmed.
where's my royalties??
new films, anyone interested:
TALES OF HORROR FROM THE CALIFORNIA GYM
PART 1: the night of the skinheads in red undies
PART 2: the arabian sweet mei mei
PART 3: my PT chiohunk meets choobeebee
PART 4: my personal locker bayi guard in the toilet
PART 5: the day of the ang mo boss
i will add in a couple of msg* just to enhance the flavour...;9)
*msg: mojo, siao and gila
leetahsar
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lai ai...cast ur votes and get ur XXX+X STORIES....horror from the gym within!
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SCHOOL CONCESSIONS AVAILABLE !!!!!!
Hi, How about the senior citizens who have contributed to the prosperity of Singapore????????
Don't forget: Nobody will be left behind!!!!!!
A READER DID THIS FOR ME...SO CUTE!
A TRIBUTE TO LEETAHSAR.....so funny!..hahahaha.....;9)
thanks, exist15!
PART 2
after i mopped all the messed up floored. i checked on candy which was till under the bed. she had licked all the 3 pups clean. they were now suckling her nipples. so cute!
i left her alone and went for a shower. from that day on, i ended up with a bitch pom and 3 pups. i wasn't sure what kind of pups were they. anyway, they were so so cute and playful.......;9)
the only bad thing now was mamalee's stereo was louder than candy's barking and all the 3 pups would chorus in. when the bitch barked, the pups would provide the background 'music' effect. so cute!.....4 different pitches...and if u add my mamalee's one...wow lau eh!!......it was a choir!
after a couple of weeks, the pup developed into their colored fur. i got a maroon, a black and a white. the former 2 was male, while the last was a bitch.
so i named them: KING KONG, cos that was the eldest and biggest size, AH ORH, this was the smartest black fur with a white V collar and CHAR BOR cos the only female and white some more.
mamalee made alot of noise cos no one want to pick up the shits of the pups which were all over the place. they were now almost 2 mths old.
she issued an edict could only keep one of the pups, the rest to be sold away!......
so bo bian, i chose the black one cos this one was the most unique. 2 colors black with a V white collar and the smartest. at the age of 2 mths, he already knew how to cross my legs like a circus dog. all i needed was a piece of doggie chocolate, the favorite of all the pups and the bitch too...
so that was how pui soh ended buying of my pups the youngest white bitch CHAR BO. and she re-named her MUI TAO......
and the 3 doggies ended up with different fates. my AH ORH was the most disastrous. he died miserably at the jaws of a pariah stray dog...and my old man was the cause of his demise.....;9(
shall i continue the stories with all my 4 doggies?.......
to be cont'd
MY BITCH AND HER 3 CUTE SHIHTZUS
MY BITCH AND HER 3 CUTE SHIHTZUS
was having lunch with sotong today at mei ling st h c.
pui soh who manned the ipoh kuay teow was in a jovial mood. so started chit chat with her.
lts: the last time u bought the shihtzu pup from me, what color it turn to?
sotong was blur. how come suddenly puppies popped up in my conversation. he looked at me wide eyed with his ipoh kuay teow strands dangling at his mouth of his surprised face.
so started my BITCH AND HER 3 SHIHTZUS story.....
when i was a male nurse, my sister bought a pomeranian bitch. very clever, i named her CANDY cos she was a very sweet bitch.
day one, taught her to do her pee and big business in the toilet, and she was instant toilet trained. so clever this brown bitch pom!
next taught her to do the turn around...like pirouetting ballerina on just her hind legs. again, one lesson and she mastered it. so clever!
when i patted my chest, she would jump up to let me catch her and hold her like a baby...so clever!
i taught her so many tricks. u may like to know, my bitch pom could understand a few languages too...engrish, mandarin, and even hokien...so basically, she was a hokien pom bitch.
everyone in the family just loved her. she was like human except she barked more than we talked......hahahaha....;9)
yes she really barked!...bitch pom is very noisy u know. when there was the slightest sound from the outside the closed door, she would start barking feverishly.
CANDY was liked our sensing door alarm. sometime even salesmen, or visitors just reaching our floor landing and proceed towards my unit, she would start barking. we anticipated visitor liao...so clever this bitch!
mamalee fed her with cooked liver and rice. suddenly her appetite increased. became damn greedy. everything also she supped. apple core, pineapple core, orange, ......almost everything we ate, she must eat too.
her favorite was durian. when we feasted on durians, she would bark impatiently and demanded her share....so clever and greedy this bitch!
one day, when i was back from my nursing stint, i found the whole hall was littered with shits..and shits...and more shits!! no one was at home...
'CANDY!!!...U BAD GIRL!!...WHY U SHIT EVERYWHERE?!!' i would yell. then i retrieved my cane. was furious and looking high and low where she was hidding. me going to smack the bitch until she would remember it for the rest of her bitchy life!
then i followed the trail of dunno what...it din appear to be shit. like some other thing. it din look like shit or smelled like it. oh my god!! i thought something bad must have happened to my bitch.
there hidding under my monster bed, a pup just ejected out from her pussy....she looked at me with the saddest motherly eyes....i realised she was giving birth.
my sister actually bought a pregnanted bitch!! oh my god!
before i could think of anything, candy was licking at the first pup. then another little pair of legs emerged from her pussy.....another pup!!
this one was black colored. it came out smoothly. so i lovingly patted candy....she gave a weak wagging of her bushy foxy tail....
i left her alone to tend to the pups. suddenly she wailed pitifully. i quickly bent down to see what was happening under my bed.
candy was wailing to me for help. another pup was emerging from her pussy!! she was too weak to force it out. goodness! luckily me a male missy, so i delivered that last pup for her by gently pulling it out.
this was a beauty. very small. white furball.....so so cute!
.....to be cont'd
was having lunch with sotong today at mei ling st h c.
pui soh who manned the ipoh kuay teow was in a jovial mood. so started chit chat with her.
lts: the last time u bought the shihtzu pup from me, what color it turn to?
sotong was blur. how come suddenly puppies popped up in my conversation. he looked at me wide eyed with his ipoh kuay teow strands dangling at his mouth of his surprised face.
so started my BITCH AND HER 3 SHIHTZUS story.....
when i was a male nurse, my sister bought a pomeranian bitch. very clever, i named her CANDY cos she was a very sweet bitch.
day one, taught her to do her pee and big business in the toilet, and she was instant toilet trained. so clever this brown bitch pom!
next taught her to do the turn around...like pirouetting ballerina on just her hind legs. again, one lesson and she mastered it. so clever!
when i patted my chest, she would jump up to let me catch her and hold her like a baby...so clever!
i taught her so many tricks. u may like to know, my bitch pom could understand a few languages too...engrish, mandarin, and even hokien...so basically, she was a hokien pom bitch.
everyone in the family just loved her. she was like human except she barked more than we talked......hahahaha....;9)
yes she really barked!...bitch pom is very noisy u know. when there was the slightest sound from the outside the closed door, she would start barking feverishly.
CANDY was liked our sensing door alarm. sometime even salesmen, or visitors just reaching our floor landing and proceed towards my unit, she would start barking. we anticipated visitor liao...so clever this bitch!
mamalee fed her with cooked liver and rice. suddenly her appetite increased. became damn greedy. everything also she supped. apple core, pineapple core, orange, ......almost everything we ate, she must eat too.
her favorite was durian. when we feasted on durians, she would bark impatiently and demanded her share....so clever and greedy this bitch!
one day, when i was back from my nursing stint, i found the whole hall was littered with shits..and shits...and more shits!! no one was at home...
'CANDY!!!...U BAD GIRL!!...WHY U SHIT EVERYWHERE?!!' i would yell. then i retrieved my cane. was furious and looking high and low where she was hidding. me going to smack the bitch until she would remember it for the rest of her bitchy life!
then i followed the trail of dunno what...it din appear to be shit. like some other thing. it din look like shit or smelled like it. oh my god!! i thought something bad must have happened to my bitch.
there hidding under my monster bed, a pup just ejected out from her pussy....she looked at me with the saddest motherly eyes....i realised she was giving birth.
my sister actually bought a pregnanted bitch!! oh my god!
before i could think of anything, candy was licking at the first pup. then another little pair of legs emerged from her pussy.....another pup!!
this one was black colored. it came out smoothly. so i lovingly patted candy....she gave a weak wagging of her bushy foxy tail....
i left her alone to tend to the pups. suddenly she wailed pitifully. i quickly bent down to see what was happening under my bed.
candy was wailing to me for help. another pup was emerging from her pussy!! she was too weak to force it out. goodness! luckily me a male missy, so i delivered that last pup for her by gently pulling it out.
this was a beauty. very small. white furball.....so so cute!
.....to be cont'd
Monday, November 20, 2006
A SUDDEN DEATH OF A GOOD YOUNG DOCTOR :(
Loh Chee Kongcheekong@mediacorp.com.sg
THE room on the third floor at Singapore Casket was filled with doctors � people who know better than anyone that death is part and parcel of life, and that it can strike anyone, even the seemingly healthy, in their sleep..But that knowledge didn't make it any easier for these doctors to accept the death of Dr Toh Wei Keong � their 32-year-old friend and colleague, who on Friday became the fourth person in a month here to die in his sleep..The general practitioner was also the second doctor among the four. The first was Dr Christopher Lim, 35, who died from an apparent seizure in his sleep barely a month ago..Said Dr Hoe Wan Sin, Dr Toh's former classmate and wife of his closest friend in medical school: "The fact that we are all doctors makes this even harder to take. We have so much technical knowledge, yet we can't explain it. I tried to share whatever I know with (Dr Toh's) wife but ... I don't think it makes a difference.".Dr Hoe, who works at Tan Tock Seng Hospital, had rushed down to the hospital morgue with her husband upon hearing the news. "The last thing you would expect is to find your friend in a drawer in the mortuary where you are working," she said..A preliminary post-mortem gave Dr Toh's cause of death to be "cardio-respiratory failure, pending further investigations"..The full autopsy results will be out in a month, but Dr Toh's wife, Madam Tiina Ong, is not expecting any closure even then as the memory of her trying to wake him up keeps playing in her mind.."His body was still warm although his hands and feet were cold. He wasn't breathing and I tried to shake him a bit ... It was just like he was sleeping. But he wouldn't wake up," she said..Dr Toh was pronounced dead at the hospital about an hour later, after doctors failed to resuscitate him..Mdm Ong, 32, who is in the advertising and marketing line, got to know her late husband when they were both students at the National University of Singapore. The couple's sixth wedding anniversary would have been this Friday and they were planning to start a family next year.."I try not to cry ... But I still can't accept it happened," she told Today.."The memory of me trying frantically to wake him up is still so vivid.".Her husband would work 15-hour days at the Sengkang clinic he set up two years ago, although recently his days had become busier after he started a second clinic..But he was a fit and healthy young man, said Mdm Ong. "He was very particular about his diet. He used to exercise regularly but had not been doing so of late due to work. There were no signs at all this would happen.".Dr Hoe's husband Dr Khoo Chong Kiat, a registrar at KK Women's and Children's Hospital's Obstetrics and Gynaecology Division who had spent his army and university days together with Dr Toh, typed out a two-page letter paying tribute to his "great friend" that he distributed at the wake..Recalling how he "broke down like mad" at the mortuary, Dr Khoo wrote: "Someone once told me he was such a likeable doctor that patients, after spending five minutes with him, would definitely go back to him for the next visit. He was also very kind by nature and often gave a discount for old folks who could not pay up in full.".Indeed, some of those at the wake yesterday were his patients..One of them, financial adviser Kelvin Ng, said: "He was very approachable and he really listened. He was our family doctor. My kids really liked him.".Mr Ng added that Dr Toh would call them up to check on his children's condition whenever they were ill..According to the National Heart Centre, between 2001 and 2003, about 300 people aged between 18 and 60 died suddenly each year. Most deaths were caused by cardiovascular conditions. Three per cent had no known cause..Besides the two doctors, a 16-year-old student and a 25-year-old store manager also died in their sleep on Oct 24 and Nov 13 respectively.
For those who khow: special lot--------------------
What is this? Spiritual or actual physical problem?
nayr69sg
12:15
To:
leetahsar
16 of 20
124640.16 in reply to 124640.14
Hi people, Dr Toh was my classmate and good friend.
Take it from me. He was a good man. He always cared for people and did his best to help anyone he could.
We lost a good doctor, loving husband and a good man.
May he rest in peace.
leetahsar
12:21
To:
nayr69sg
18 of 20
124640.18 in reply to 124640.16
yes i know....and everyone love him and his wife to be happy and keep helping the sick especially the poor.....but sometime, it's like that....bad person dies....good person also dies....
dun blame GOD. we never know why it has to be like that....he's a fair GOD.
the bad dies; the good also must die. that's why i think this is what is meant by 'fair' tpo GOD...i dun understand too...a bit angry...but still that's the way things are....a way to test the faithful who might be adversely affected by this sudden death of a good man.........;9(
so our deepest condolence to his family....peace with u all...ornitoufo.....;9(
GOD'S WAY IS NOT FOR US TO QUESTION, brother....
maybe the good doctor need an eternal rest ....maybe he already accomplished much already and GOD wants him back to rest eternally in His Kingdom...
no matter what....the sad sudden unexpected death had occurred.
the living must learn to be strong cos i believe in death the good doctor would surely wants those he loved to be happy, be stronger and carry on their lives to doing more good....
he shall henceforth be living eternally with them within their hearts to the days end....
isn't this beautiful too?
ornitofu...peace to all.....;9)
THE room on the third floor at Singapore Casket was filled with doctors � people who know better than anyone that death is part and parcel of life, and that it can strike anyone, even the seemingly healthy, in their sleep..But that knowledge didn't make it any easier for these doctors to accept the death of Dr Toh Wei Keong � their 32-year-old friend and colleague, who on Friday became the fourth person in a month here to die in his sleep..The general practitioner was also the second doctor among the four. The first was Dr Christopher Lim, 35, who died from an apparent seizure in his sleep barely a month ago..Said Dr Hoe Wan Sin, Dr Toh's former classmate and wife of his closest friend in medical school: "The fact that we are all doctors makes this even harder to take. We have so much technical knowledge, yet we can't explain it. I tried to share whatever I know with (Dr Toh's) wife but ... I don't think it makes a difference.".Dr Hoe, who works at Tan Tock Seng Hospital, had rushed down to the hospital morgue with her husband upon hearing the news. "The last thing you would expect is to find your friend in a drawer in the mortuary where you are working," she said..A preliminary post-mortem gave Dr Toh's cause of death to be "cardio-respiratory failure, pending further investigations"..The full autopsy results will be out in a month, but Dr Toh's wife, Madam Tiina Ong, is not expecting any closure even then as the memory of her trying to wake him up keeps playing in her mind.."His body was still warm although his hands and feet were cold. He wasn't breathing and I tried to shake him a bit ... It was just like he was sleeping. But he wouldn't wake up," she said..Dr Toh was pronounced dead at the hospital about an hour later, after doctors failed to resuscitate him..Mdm Ong, 32, who is in the advertising and marketing line, got to know her late husband when they were both students at the National University of Singapore. The couple's sixth wedding anniversary would have been this Friday and they were planning to start a family next year.."I try not to cry ... But I still can't accept it happened," she told Today.."The memory of me trying frantically to wake him up is still so vivid.".Her husband would work 15-hour days at the Sengkang clinic he set up two years ago, although recently his days had become busier after he started a second clinic..But he was a fit and healthy young man, said Mdm Ong. "He was very particular about his diet. He used to exercise regularly but had not been doing so of late due to work. There were no signs at all this would happen.".Dr Hoe's husband Dr Khoo Chong Kiat, a registrar at KK Women's and Children's Hospital's Obstetrics and Gynaecology Division who had spent his army and university days together with Dr Toh, typed out a two-page letter paying tribute to his "great friend" that he distributed at the wake..Recalling how he "broke down like mad" at the mortuary, Dr Khoo wrote: "Someone once told me he was such a likeable doctor that patients, after spending five minutes with him, would definitely go back to him for the next visit. He was also very kind by nature and often gave a discount for old folks who could not pay up in full.".Indeed, some of those at the wake yesterday were his patients..One of them, financial adviser Kelvin Ng, said: "He was very approachable and he really listened. He was our family doctor. My kids really liked him.".Mr Ng added that Dr Toh would call them up to check on his children's condition whenever they were ill..According to the National Heart Centre, between 2001 and 2003, about 300 people aged between 18 and 60 died suddenly each year. Most deaths were caused by cardiovascular conditions. Three per cent had no known cause..Besides the two doctors, a 16-year-old student and a 25-year-old store manager also died in their sleep on Oct 24 and Nov 13 respectively.
For those who khow: special lot--------------------
What is this? Spiritual or actual physical problem?
nayr69sg
12:15
To:
leetahsar
16 of 20
124640.16 in reply to 124640.14
Hi people, Dr Toh was my classmate and good friend.
Take it from me. He was a good man. He always cared for people and did his best to help anyone he could.
We lost a good doctor, loving husband and a good man.
May he rest in peace.
leetahsar
12:21
To:
nayr69sg
18 of 20
124640.18 in reply to 124640.16
yes i know....and everyone love him and his wife to be happy and keep helping the sick especially the poor.....but sometime, it's like that....bad person dies....good person also dies....
dun blame GOD. we never know why it has to be like that....he's a fair GOD.
the bad dies; the good also must die. that's why i think this is what is meant by 'fair' tpo GOD...i dun understand too...a bit angry...but still that's the way things are....a way to test the faithful who might be adversely affected by this sudden death of a good man.........;9(
so our deepest condolence to his family....peace with u all...ornitoufo.....;9(
GOD'S WAY IS NOT FOR US TO QUESTION, brother....
maybe the good doctor need an eternal rest ....maybe he already accomplished much already and GOD wants him back to rest eternally in His Kingdom...
no matter what....the sad sudden unexpected death had occurred.
the living must learn to be strong cos i believe in death the good doctor would surely wants those he loved to be happy, be stronger and carry on their lives to doing more good....
he shall henceforth be living eternally with them within their hearts to the days end....
isn't this beautiful too?
ornitofu...peace to all.....;9)
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
just a few months after our election, this is what follows...GST UP TO 7%!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62NOErWc0sA&eurl=
this clip from YOUTUBE describes best the authentic condition here.
this thread which i posted gains so many responses in less than a week!
gst up from 5 to 7%!! confirmed losses!!
From:
leetahsar
13-Nov 19:15
To:
ALL
1 of 242
123739.1
confirmed: all the foreign investment and shopping sprees by auntie are in a big fucking mess!
gst going to be raised from 5% to 7%. watch out!
dun think sinkies would complain or protest or rally or any damn thing!.
and erection hasn't even been 6 mths later. now here comes the crunch..ANOTHER SENSELESS RAISE!
now everyone knows where they keep painting rosy pics and improve employment figures..
IT'S A FAKE !!...a prelude to increase the ever bloodsucking GST!!!
RED ALERT!!
it has hit 242 postings and still counting.
is the land going down the pits?? we have mercernaries minded avaricious people running our show....
hiazz.....
die, die to another country i must find....
before my piggy ter yue is really fried!!
increased gst to help the poor,
what kind of logic is this we are told?
losses said losses they have incurred
don't always shift the blame the whole world or us
for heaven's sake!
after the gst, sure more to come
cos' they think everyone in this land is dumb!
millions already in their pockets,
this is how they solved our national problems...
ALL THIS SCUMS!
when will they be satisfied,
with such money pocketed into their lives?
when will they really spare a thought...
and really heard the people cries?
i never know when,
i never know how....
and i definitely dunno why...
we voted a bunch of cronies to
sadistise our lives!
5 years down the road,
most will be lembu..probably a toad!
they will forget about all this fleecing,
and surely be conned again with some icing.
once again the vicious cycle rolls...
whining, screaming, banging, pulling their hairs....
cos once again, they realise.....
the paps really doesn't care!
hiazzz........;9(
this clip from YOUTUBE describes best the authentic condition here.
this thread which i posted gains so many responses in less than a week!
gst up from 5 to 7%!! confirmed losses!!
From:
leetahsar
13-Nov 19:15
To:
ALL
1 of 242
123739.1
confirmed: all the foreign investment and shopping sprees by auntie are in a big fucking mess!
gst going to be raised from 5% to 7%. watch out!
dun think sinkies would complain or protest or rally or any damn thing!.
and erection hasn't even been 6 mths later. now here comes the crunch..ANOTHER SENSELESS RAISE!
now everyone knows where they keep painting rosy pics and improve employment figures..
IT'S A FAKE !!...a prelude to increase the ever bloodsucking GST!!!
RED ALERT!!
it has hit 242 postings and still counting.
is the land going down the pits?? we have mercernaries minded avaricious people running our show....
hiazz.....
die, die to another country i must find....
before my piggy ter yue is really fried!!
increased gst to help the poor,
what kind of logic is this we are told?
losses said losses they have incurred
don't always shift the blame the whole world or us
for heaven's sake!
after the gst, sure more to come
cos' they think everyone in this land is dumb!
millions already in their pockets,
this is how they solved our national problems...
ALL THIS SCUMS!
when will they be satisfied,
with such money pocketed into their lives?
when will they really spare a thought...
and really heard the people cries?
i never know when,
i never know how....
and i definitely dunno why...
we voted a bunch of cronies to
sadistise our lives!
5 years down the road,
most will be lembu..probably a toad!
they will forget about all this fleecing,
and surely be conned again with some icing.
once again the vicious cycle rolls...
whining, screaming, banging, pulling their hairs....
cos once again, they realise.....
the paps really doesn't care!
hiazzz........;9(
Monday, November 13, 2006
PART 4 - exposure of SWAN PANTIES....:(
oh yes! there was another embarrassing undies adventures of me, the water merpiggy!
i was then just finished poly i think. a whole bunch from my group organised an outing to BIG SPLASH at east coast. freaking expensive during my time.
so it was my turn to slide down the longest waterslide in south east asia. i was in ...yes...MY WHITE COTTON SWAN PANTIES...what else to wear when that was the only brand of white panties ur mum deligiently bought for u over the years?
in my macho speedo off i slided...down...faster...and faster..and SPLASSSSSHHHHH!!....i hit the pool below.
when i emerged, shit!! laughter was all around me. guess what?...yes!...the cotton white SWAN PANTIES was dangling out in between my otherwise cool macho speedos swim shorts....;9(
i was then just finished poly i think. a whole bunch from my group organised an outing to BIG SPLASH at east coast. freaking expensive during my time.
so it was my turn to slide down the longest waterslide in south east asia. i was in ...yes...MY WHITE COTTON SWAN PANTIES...what else to wear when that was the only brand of white panties ur mum deligiently bought for u over the years?
in my macho speedo off i slided...down...faster...and faster..and SPLASSSSSHHHHH!!....i hit the pool below.
when i emerged, shit!! laughter was all around me. guess what?...yes!...the cotton white SWAN PANTIES was dangling out in between my otherwise cool macho speedos swim shorts....;9(
PART 3 - wrong undies
i went into that cubicle blind like a bat without my specs...the shower curtain was black...the undies hanged there was black. my fresher than spring undies was dark blue. i hanged up there with my towel next to it.
after finished, the first thing like i saw was the wrong BLACK undies instead of my fresher than spring undies. so after drying put that on leaving my own undies hanging there. oh my god!
it was until i opened my locker, wore on my specs that i felt something funny. the undies didn't feel leetahsar or what...and i look at the mirror...IT'S DEFINITELY BLACK AND NOT DARK BLUE...and shit! i realised i put on someone's used stinking undies!!...;9(
funny?...yes funny!...me now laughing until my tummy splitting. this type of gooniness also can happen to this blur cock!
my SWAN PANTIES didn't stop after i graduated from secondary to poly to ns and later to working life. STILL WAS IN SWAN COTTON WHITE PANTIES...can u imagine?
then choo choo was just recovered from her terrible ordeal (ref: her story in my UPHEAVAL OF LEETAHSAR or http://upheavalofleetahsar.blogspot.com ) and a squatter pal whom i was trying to matchmake with and of course this kaypoh piggy. 3 of us went to pulau langkawi.
these 2 loverbirds din swim cos choochoo was badly scarred from the explosion accident in a suicide attempt. that squatter pal also din swim to keep her company. only this merpiggy who loved water like anything jumped into the sea in his chio speedo trunks. it was like a short kind of swimwear which could double up as a sport shorts too.
me really enjoying my piggy dip. then they called me to go for makan. i ascented out from the tide. the moment i was walking towards them, they cupped their hands to their mouths and was hilarious.
me ...well, i looked behind me still blur dunno what they were laughing about. then choochoo pointed to my speedo. i glanced down. OH MY GOD!!......
my swan panties slipped out and was dangling from the two hollow of my speedo. i was so embarrassed!!
i told myself: the first when i got back, rid all the cotton white swan panties and buy colored branded briefs. so so embarrassing!.....;9(
henceforth, me wear colored cotton undies.
end of my white cotton panties i mean undies ordeal. well? how was the story? zany and funny?
PS: my grandma told me not to throw. she wanted it and she wore them until the last day of her life...haahahahaha....;9)
after finished, the first thing like i saw was the wrong BLACK undies instead of my fresher than spring undies. so after drying put that on leaving my own undies hanging there. oh my god!
it was until i opened my locker, wore on my specs that i felt something funny. the undies didn't feel leetahsar or what...and i look at the mirror...IT'S DEFINITELY BLACK AND NOT DARK BLUE...and shit! i realised i put on someone's used stinking undies!!...;9(
funny?...yes funny!...me now laughing until my tummy splitting. this type of gooniness also can happen to this blur cock!
my SWAN PANTIES didn't stop after i graduated from secondary to poly to ns and later to working life. STILL WAS IN SWAN COTTON WHITE PANTIES...can u imagine?
then choo choo was just recovered from her terrible ordeal (ref: her story in my UPHEAVAL OF LEETAHSAR or http://upheavalofleetahsar.blogspot.com ) and a squatter pal whom i was trying to matchmake with and of course this kaypoh piggy. 3 of us went to pulau langkawi.
these 2 loverbirds din swim cos choochoo was badly scarred from the explosion accident in a suicide attempt. that squatter pal also din swim to keep her company. only this merpiggy who loved water like anything jumped into the sea in his chio speedo trunks. it was like a short kind of swimwear which could double up as a sport shorts too.
me really enjoying my piggy dip. then they called me to go for makan. i ascented out from the tide. the moment i was walking towards them, they cupped their hands to their mouths and was hilarious.
me ...well, i looked behind me still blur dunno what they were laughing about. then choochoo pointed to my speedo. i glanced down. OH MY GOD!!......
my swan panties slipped out and was dangling from the two hollow of my speedo. i was so embarrassed!!
i told myself: the first when i got back, rid all the cotton white swan panties and buy colored branded briefs. so so embarrassing!.....;9(
henceforth, me wear colored cotton undies.
end of my white cotton panties i mean undies ordeal. well? how was the story? zany and funny?
PS: my grandma told me not to throw. she wanted it and she wore them until the last day of her life...haahahahaha....;9)
PART 2
i still got a grandfather retro SWAN PANTY undies which i haven't told yet...this one sure would blow ur mind to pieces...so embarrassing....;9(
u remember if u were in middle age now, that in the 60s, men rarely wore colored undies. they were more squarish like me. i only wore china-made white cotton undies SWAN BRAND...and i had to call it SWAN PANTY....cos i was surprised...my grandma wore that too!!
as in granny's panties...hahahaha....;9)
it was because of this finding that i graduated to colored branded briefs.
anyway, it was a more traumatic experience that really made me switch to colored undies.....;9(
chump liao!...;9(
u mean henceforth i m branded the undieman uncle...jialat! all these undies zany stories real u know...ok...for u i will now tell about my traumatic experiences wearing honest to goodness white cotton undies...i notoriously named SWAN PANTIES....cos grandma wore that too....so pai seh!...hahahaha....;9(
when i was in primary school, i was undieless ie. no undies for me. why? i dunno. but now even my 3 yr old nephew already starting wearing WINNIE THE POOH branded undies!
er...u want that undies story too??
cos the jewel and the anconda were already developing, so mamalee said must exercise some modesty and cover those precious up. she bought me my first china made cotton briefs...SWAN PANTIES.
not cheap u know. it was like $3 per pc. so at that time was considered 'branded' SWAN. my old man wore CROCODILE white cotton briefs. up till today it's still CROCODILE for him..that's why he such a 'buaya' himself, too...hahahahaha....;9) and must feast on hat yai teetus regularly...;9(
so to continue the story, u know why mamalee bought me those white cotton briefs. has anyone of u in my era ever asked ur mum why they must buy white cotton brief for the sons?
ok...i tell u. all the mums wanted to know when u would have ur first wet dream...all the stained evidence there!!...;9(
OH SHIT!!...the girls are reading too and now they know about our little boys' secrets! after mum knew my first embarrassing wet dream evidence, she double boiled special sex health tonic for me. oh please!..not aphrodisiac kind...just gonads tonic to boost faster development of my mandom mojo lah....not to make me feel horny and have recurrent wet dreams...just a natural boosting to being a macho man.....hahahaha....;9)
so year in year out, it was SWAN PANTIES until i was sec 4. white cotton SWAN undies were hopelessly inferiorly manufactured. it usually tattered in no time. since i wore inside, no one would be able to peep at it. mamalee refused to replace unless the rubber was really loose.
do u all know how embarrassing when u had to go swimming with ur classmates? they were already wearing colored branded CROCODILE undies and me...STILL IN MY LAU AH PEK SWAN PANTIES!....;9(
when the panties was wet, u see a hairy black spider hiding inside...and it drooped making u looked like a tua lumpar guy....*so embarrassing!*....;9(
so usually after i swam, i would go the the toilet cubicle dried up and also changed at the same time. i definitely won't want to be branded with the 'ah pek teh kor with the tua lumpar!'
i skipped the showering part.
.......to be continued....
u remember if u were in middle age now, that in the 60s, men rarely wore colored undies. they were more squarish like me. i only wore china-made white cotton undies SWAN BRAND...and i had to call it SWAN PANTY....cos i was surprised...my grandma wore that too!!
as in granny's panties...hahahaha....;9)
it was because of this finding that i graduated to colored branded briefs.
anyway, it was a more traumatic experience that really made me switch to colored undies.....;9(
chump liao!...;9(
u mean henceforth i m branded the undieman uncle...jialat! all these undies zany stories real u know...ok...for u i will now tell about my traumatic experiences wearing honest to goodness white cotton undies...i notoriously named SWAN PANTIES....cos grandma wore that too....so pai seh!...hahahaha....;9(
when i was in primary school, i was undieless ie. no undies for me. why? i dunno. but now even my 3 yr old nephew already starting wearing WINNIE THE POOH branded undies!
er...u want that undies story too??
cos the jewel and the anconda were already developing, so mamalee said must exercise some modesty and cover those precious up. she bought me my first china made cotton briefs...SWAN PANTIES.
not cheap u know. it was like $3 per pc. so at that time was considered 'branded' SWAN. my old man wore CROCODILE white cotton briefs. up till today it's still CROCODILE for him..that's why he such a 'buaya' himself, too...hahahahaha....;9) and must feast on hat yai teetus regularly...;9(
so to continue the story, u know why mamalee bought me those white cotton briefs. has anyone of u in my era ever asked ur mum why they must buy white cotton brief for the sons?
ok...i tell u. all the mums wanted to know when u would have ur first wet dream...all the stained evidence there!!...;9(
OH SHIT!!...the girls are reading too and now they know about our little boys' secrets! after mum knew my first embarrassing wet dream evidence, she double boiled special sex health tonic for me. oh please!..not aphrodisiac kind...just gonads tonic to boost faster development of my mandom mojo lah....not to make me feel horny and have recurrent wet dreams...just a natural boosting to being a macho man.....hahahaha....;9)
so year in year out, it was SWAN PANTIES until i was sec 4. white cotton SWAN undies were hopelessly inferiorly manufactured. it usually tattered in no time. since i wore inside, no one would be able to peep at it. mamalee refused to replace unless the rubber was really loose.
do u all know how embarrassing when u had to go swimming with ur classmates? they were already wearing colored branded CROCODILE undies and me...STILL IN MY LAU AH PEK SWAN PANTIES!....;9(
when the panties was wet, u see a hairy black spider hiding inside...and it drooped making u looked like a tua lumpar guy....*so embarrassing!*....;9(
so usually after i swam, i would go the the toilet cubicle dried up and also changed at the same time. i definitely won't want to be branded with the 'ah pek teh kor with the tua lumpar!'
i skipped the showering part.
.......to be continued....
SHIT! I WORE SOMEONE'S UNDIES!!
as usual, i went to workout in california gym yesterday being a sunday.
it was a good sweat out. after i had enough, i hit the shower. got my towel and undies, proceeded to the cubicle.
drew the curtain and hanged my undies and towel. after finished shower, wiped cleaned. put on undies returned to my locker. put on my spec. me still in the 'undies' and i was SHOCKED!!
BLACK UNDIES!!!???...this wasn't my undies, man!!...how come i was wearing it!!!???
so i rushed back to the cubicle. oh shit!! there hanging on the curtain rings - MY DARK BLUE UNDIES...!!
hell, man! who the shithole who left his undies there..and XL some more - my size.
bo bian!!...stripped the bloody cursed BLACK UNDIES..and showered all over again cos that used undies smelled!!
there ur monday ting tong thread. sure the flaming will follow even though i m sharing this funny and crazy happening on me...and just happened yesterday only...SHIT!!...;9(
location of happening: CALIFORNIA FITNESS CLUB GYM's shower cubicle.
culprit: UNKNOWN
victim: yes..ur lovable blur king goon...ME.....;9(
it was a good sweat out. after i had enough, i hit the shower. got my towel and undies, proceeded to the cubicle.
drew the curtain and hanged my undies and towel. after finished shower, wiped cleaned. put on undies returned to my locker. put on my spec. me still in the 'undies' and i was SHOCKED!!
BLACK UNDIES!!!???...this wasn't my undies, man!!...how come i was wearing it!!!???
so i rushed back to the cubicle. oh shit!! there hanging on the curtain rings - MY DARK BLUE UNDIES...!!
hell, man! who the shithole who left his undies there..and XL some more - my size.
bo bian!!...stripped the bloody cursed BLACK UNDIES..and showered all over again cos that used undies smelled!!
there ur monday ting tong thread. sure the flaming will follow even though i m sharing this funny and crazy happening on me...and just happened yesterday only...SHIT!!...;9(
location of happening: CALIFORNIA FITNESS CLUB GYM's shower cubicle.
culprit: UNKNOWN
victim: yes..ur lovable blur king goon...ME.....;9(
Friday, November 10, 2006
PART 3- THE HOUSE WARMING PARTY OF ACE
Very soon, ace held his house warming party. i was invited too. i told him me very poor...nothing to give him only recycled gifts i collected over the years which were not even used after unwrapping.
he said it was ok. he only appreciated my presence. aaaah...! i found a good gift to give to him..a retro 30 yrs no more in production optic bedside lamp with built in analog clock....
that's it!...this would be a perfect gift.
PPPPP...PP!....sibeikang's was downstair horning his trademark horn again. off i went.
sbk: what u got there , bob?
lts: oh..a retro bedside optic lamp.
sbk: is it?..i like...can see?...(opened wrapper for him to peek)...wow...i like...can i exchange my red wine with u...i m bringing 2 bottles...u take one bottle and i give the other bottle...but i get to keep this lamp....hehehehe....
sbk...u bloody idiot!!....really lived up to ur kangIng name!
of course, i said NO! not long we reached his condo which was near by the sea....
we parked into the basement carpark. when i entered the basement door to the lift landing, i was pleasantly shocked. wow!!...so much food!!
sbk: bob, stop it!!...this one not belong to ace. his is on the ground floor club house.
shit! wasted man!
ground floor. lift doors opened into the club house. oh my god! pathetic!!....only got 6 miserly food warmers with equally miserly quantity of cheapo food!
and we were the earliest batch to arrive. sbk spared no time to dig in. he was very hungry.....he piled up his food. after that went for second round. me ...i was very pai seh. i anticipated it definitely won't be enough with the arrival of the FOSC gang.
i ate very little....
later, ace's relatives and colleagues came. his colleagues for ur info were monstrous sizes both male and female...and they attacked the food going for numerous rounds.
by then, there wasn't much left. the FOSC gang still haven't appeared. the caterer came and requested to remove all the utensil back. so ace instructed his maid to bring tupperwares and brought back what little scraps were left.
after it was done, the FOSC came. now the table was totally bare! what to do?....all lan lan but still gotta pass presents to ace. i can tell u...everyone of those jokers was famished cos most of them just finished work and hadn't taken their dinner.
what a disappointment to them!....came with expensive wines...and nothing to eat!
after a brief gathering and look around at his posh penthouse which overlooked the sea...nice view...bare rooftop ...no plants nothing...simple cheapo interior decor...we requested to buzz off.
why?...cos everyone's tummy was grumbling...HUNGRY LAH!!...
so we left. the first thing was we complained ...cursed and swore!
the next the whole bunch headed for the nearest hawker centre and supped...cursing and swearing!......
so rich...and so cheapo....why huh?
end of this lame story.....;9(
he said it was ok. he only appreciated my presence. aaaah...! i found a good gift to give to him..a retro 30 yrs no more in production optic bedside lamp with built in analog clock....
that's it!...this would be a perfect gift.
PPPPP...PP!....sibeikang's was downstair horning his trademark horn again. off i went.
sbk: what u got there , bob?
lts: oh..a retro bedside optic lamp.
sbk: is it?..i like...can see?...(opened wrapper for him to peek)...wow...i like...can i exchange my red wine with u...i m bringing 2 bottles...u take one bottle and i give the other bottle...but i get to keep this lamp....hehehehe....
sbk...u bloody idiot!!....really lived up to ur kangIng name!
of course, i said NO! not long we reached his condo which was near by the sea....
we parked into the basement carpark. when i entered the basement door to the lift landing, i was pleasantly shocked. wow!!...so much food!!
sbk: bob, stop it!!...this one not belong to ace. his is on the ground floor club house.
shit! wasted man!
ground floor. lift doors opened into the club house. oh my god! pathetic!!....only got 6 miserly food warmers with equally miserly quantity of cheapo food!
and we were the earliest batch to arrive. sbk spared no time to dig in. he was very hungry.....he piled up his food. after that went for second round. me ...i was very pai seh. i anticipated it definitely won't be enough with the arrival of the FOSC gang.
i ate very little....
later, ace's relatives and colleagues came. his colleagues for ur info were monstrous sizes both male and female...and they attacked the food going for numerous rounds.
by then, there wasn't much left. the FOSC gang still haven't appeared. the caterer came and requested to remove all the utensil back. so ace instructed his maid to bring tupperwares and brought back what little scraps were left.
after it was done, the FOSC came. now the table was totally bare! what to do?....all lan lan but still gotta pass presents to ace. i can tell u...everyone of those jokers was famished cos most of them just finished work and hadn't taken their dinner.
what a disappointment to them!....came with expensive wines...and nothing to eat!
after a brief gathering and look around at his posh penthouse which overlooked the sea...nice view...bare rooftop ...no plants nothing...simple cheapo interior decor...we requested to buzz off.
why?...cos everyone's tummy was grumbling...HUNGRY LAH!!...
so we left. the first thing was we complained ...cursed and swore!
the next the whole bunch headed for the nearest hawker centre and supped...cursing and swearing!......
so rich...and so cheapo....why huh?
end of this lame story.....;9(
PART 2
PART 2
how lian ACE was a very fortunate guy. his parents were rich. bought him a penthouse. gave him a sportscar to zip around. really a sportscar could only sit 2 person - he and his whoever gf he picked up.
TING..TING..TONG ...TONG....my msn beeped!
was surprised!...of all the unknown msn-ers i got, there was a dialogue box and asked me to click ACCEPT. ok lor! ACCEPT, i clicked.
next moment, DA LIAN MEI was online msning me. she told she was thankful that i talked to her in crisp mandarin. or else the previous nite dinner would really be very boring and awkard for her since she catch no balls what the hell were the gang of FOSC was talking about....hahahaha....;9)
kaypoh me started asking her how long ace had been her 'bf'. she was taken aback. i was even taken further aback after i heard her revelation....
dlm: he's not my bf...please lah....just a friend i know in singapore...
lts: huh?...then why he said he brought u here all the way from da lian?
dlm: is it? i dunno...i been working here many years..in IT in charge of da lian business representing a sgp firm here...
lts: oic...so u intend to marry to him?
dlm: pls lah...i m just his friend ...NOT ..gf...
.....scenery changed.
not long after the msn with da lian mei, ace msned me. wow!...very busy leh. ok lor, entertained him. he kept asking about shares ...how to invest and all those lame questioning.
a very impatient bastard! u slow to respond he nudged u TING TING TONG TONG...for an immediate answer.
everytime he does a a few times of the nudging, my pc hanged!...and i was locked into my shares trading site. means i had to re-boot my system to log in again...SUPER IRRITANT!
finally he told me he wanted to get an engagement ring for his da lian mei. now this was getting confusing...cos i just msned her and she claimed he wasn't even his bf. so how?
dun bother lor. recommended him the cute cute girl of a little sweet jewellery shop in FUNAN CENTRE. ok tot he would go. so i called the cute girl and told her a pal of me coming to buy a pair of engagement rings at about 8pm.
she closed shop at 8pm. so in order to do a bit more business, she promised to open and wait for ace.
my phone rang and hanged up abruptly. it was ace. i tot he called the wrong number so i dun bother to reply.
but no this rang and hanged was something totally blown my mind off.
the phone rang and the cute girl called: 'uncle, u pal coming or not huh?...i very hungry...gotta to go back to see my sick baby son u know....'
lts: huh? tot he went there already at about 8pm. he din come meh? ok...u wait i called him and see how.
it was like 8.30pm. she had waited for half an hour. i called ace. and this was what the bastard said to me!
ace: i called u just now n hanged up. expected u to call me...u din
lts:...huh?...what u mean?...why u called and then hanged up?
me really blur leh. why like that?
ace: oh...cos my incoming call is free...so i dun want to waste my airtime...u should ve called me...u din..i went to another jewellery shop and bought the rings already....thanks anyway..*click*
huh??...like that also can this fucking bastard!!
so i was so embarrassed and called the cute girl to close shop. i had to bluff her he last minute got something on. the girl sounded disappointed but what to do....was it my fault???
.....to be cont'd.....
how lian ACE was a very fortunate guy. his parents were rich. bought him a penthouse. gave him a sportscar to zip around. really a sportscar could only sit 2 person - he and his whoever gf he picked up.
TING..TING..TONG ...TONG....my msn beeped!
was surprised!...of all the unknown msn-ers i got, there was a dialogue box and asked me to click ACCEPT. ok lor! ACCEPT, i clicked.
next moment, DA LIAN MEI was online msning me. she told she was thankful that i talked to her in crisp mandarin. or else the previous nite dinner would really be very boring and awkard for her since she catch no balls what the hell were the gang of FOSC was talking about....hahahaha....;9)
kaypoh me started asking her how long ace had been her 'bf'. she was taken aback. i was even taken further aback after i heard her revelation....
dlm: he's not my bf...please lah....just a friend i know in singapore...
lts: huh?...then why he said he brought u here all the way from da lian?
dlm: is it? i dunno...i been working here many years..in IT in charge of da lian business representing a sgp firm here...
lts: oic...so u intend to marry to him?
dlm: pls lah...i m just his friend ...NOT ..gf...
.....scenery changed.
not long after the msn with da lian mei, ace msned me. wow!...very busy leh. ok lor, entertained him. he kept asking about shares ...how to invest and all those lame questioning.
a very impatient bastard! u slow to respond he nudged u TING TING TONG TONG...for an immediate answer.
everytime he does a a few times of the nudging, my pc hanged!...and i was locked into my shares trading site. means i had to re-boot my system to log in again...SUPER IRRITANT!
finally he told me he wanted to get an engagement ring for his da lian mei. now this was getting confusing...cos i just msned her and she claimed he wasn't even his bf. so how?
dun bother lor. recommended him the cute cute girl of a little sweet jewellery shop in FUNAN CENTRE. ok tot he would go. so i called the cute girl and told her a pal of me coming to buy a pair of engagement rings at about 8pm.
she closed shop at 8pm. so in order to do a bit more business, she promised to open and wait for ace.
my phone rang and hanged up abruptly. it was ace. i tot he called the wrong number so i dun bother to reply.
but no this rang and hanged was something totally blown my mind off.
the phone rang and the cute girl called: 'uncle, u pal coming or not huh?...i very hungry...gotta to go back to see my sick baby son u know....'
lts: huh? tot he went there already at about 8pm. he din come meh? ok...u wait i called him and see how.
it was like 8.30pm. she had waited for half an hour. i called ace. and this was what the bastard said to me!
ace: i called u just now n hanged up. expected u to call me...u din
lts:...huh?...what u mean?...why u called and then hanged up?
me really blur leh. why like that?
ace: oh...cos my incoming call is free...so i dun want to waste my airtime...u should ve called me...u din..i went to another jewellery shop and bought the rings already....thanks anyway..*click*
huh??...like that also can this fucking bastard!!
so i was so embarrassed and called the cute girl to close shop. i had to bluff her he last minute got something on. the girl sounded disappointed but what to do....was it my fault???
.....to be cont'd.....
A SILLY BOY AND HIS TEETU
it's been a long time since my teetu stories continue.
it's was abruptly stopped after i got so many flaming. there are definitely many teetujias, teetukongs, teetulauhankus, teetulauhuays and even one desperately lovelorn teetukia that are hovering all over me...
WOE IS ME!...
anyway, today story is about a boy who proudly called himself ACE. the only ACE i knew is ULTRAMAN ACE from the ULTRAFORCE.
well, this ace here was definitely no ace.
i met him in one of my FOSC meeting or FULL OF SHITS CLUB.
the gang of the boys came with their local gfs. this ace came with a teetujia from DALIAN. gosh! this ttj was beautiful. slender, very fair skinned, rosy complexion and just like me big lucid gazing eyes....i liked!...hehehehe....;9)
so after intro us to his gf, we settled down and ordered our food. sibeikang, wifey and the rest of the club member guys were there too.
after makan, time to foot the bill. of course, this how lian ace dug out his notes to pay. after that settled, it was among the FOSC members to pay him. go dutch what...what u expect? ace really foot the bill or what?
he paid first, he got a kick. the cheena mei mei who came to collect the money tot he was so rich and generous. shiok, right?
we ordered drinks and started talking cocks and shits. ace intro his gf and told us in hokkien he conned her all the way here from da lian....as if...;9(
every of the boys started to take a different perspective look at that pretty cheena ttj. they looked at her in the eyes of lust and discreet....;9((.
if u said u love ur gf - no matter where or what nationality she's from - would u want to lead people to look at her in such manner?
of course, not. but for ace, talking in this manner kinda made him shiok cos it gave him a false feel good that he was the charming type that so faraway mei mei would gladly just followed him back here.
after some exchanges of particulars, we dispersed. the da lian mei, let's called da lian mei lor hardly spoke anything cos we were talking in singlish, hokkien and rojak kind of dialects. she was totally blurred!
to be cont'd......
it's was abruptly stopped after i got so many flaming. there are definitely many teetujias, teetukongs, teetulauhankus, teetulauhuays and even one desperately lovelorn teetukia that are hovering all over me...
WOE IS ME!...
anyway, today story is about a boy who proudly called himself ACE. the only ACE i knew is ULTRAMAN ACE from the ULTRAFORCE.
well, this ace here was definitely no ace.
i met him in one of my FOSC meeting or FULL OF SHITS CLUB.
the gang of the boys came with their local gfs. this ace came with a teetujia from DALIAN. gosh! this ttj was beautiful. slender, very fair skinned, rosy complexion and just like me big lucid gazing eyes....i liked!...hehehehe....;9)
so after intro us to his gf, we settled down and ordered our food. sibeikang, wifey and the rest of the club member guys were there too.
after makan, time to foot the bill. of course, this how lian ace dug out his notes to pay. after that settled, it was among the FOSC members to pay him. go dutch what...what u expect? ace really foot the bill or what?
he paid first, he got a kick. the cheena mei mei who came to collect the money tot he was so rich and generous. shiok, right?
we ordered drinks and started talking cocks and shits. ace intro his gf and told us in hokkien he conned her all the way here from da lian....as if...;9(
every of the boys started to take a different perspective look at that pretty cheena ttj. they looked at her in the eyes of lust and discreet....;9((.
if u said u love ur gf - no matter where or what nationality she's from - would u want to lead people to look at her in such manner?
of course, not. but for ace, talking in this manner kinda made him shiok cos it gave him a false feel good that he was the charming type that so faraway mei mei would gladly just followed him back here.
after some exchanges of particulars, we dispersed. the da lian mei, let's called da lian mei lor hardly spoke anything cos we were talking in singlish, hokkien and rojak kind of dialects. she was totally blurred!
to be cont'd......
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
THE SAD UNFORTUNATE DEATH OF TOOK LENG HOW
this cut and copy was from a popular poster in the forum. i wish to share with everyone the more vivid account of the kind of laws we have here...
From:
makapa
7-Nov 22:52
To:
ALL
123069.1
To: Singapore/Malaysia Network
Friends,
As you know, recent years have seen a strong international campaign against Singapore's brutal death penalty. One of the young men facing execution was Malaysian Took Leng How, convicted of murdering eight-year-old Huang Na. Despite the question mark placed over the convction by an appeal judge, Took Leng How failed in his appeal to President Nathan and he was executed last Friday. He was 24.
Amnesty International will continue to campaign against death sentences. No serious study has shown that executions deterr crime, as the government claims, and mistakes can be made, no matter how reliable a judicial system may be. Singapore is now repeatedly referred to by media worldwide as the country with the highest per capita rate of executions -- as Canada's editorial today on executions in China pointed out once again.
In my message to President Nathan last week on Took Leng How's case, I called for Singapore to take a courageous lead among retentionist countries and move forward on this issue. It is he, after consultations with the government on appeals, who signs death warrants. Former President Devan Nair told Amnesty International that he himself had come to the conclusion that the death penalty was wrong.
Below is a message from Singapore's Think Centre, which has been strongly opposing executions for the last few years, and some media coverage.
Best wishes,
Margaret John
Coordinator for Singapore and Malaysia
Amnesty International Canada
FROM SINGAPORE'S THINK CENTRE:
Dear Friends,Took Leng How was hanged on the Friday morning, November 3, 2006, During Took’s trial, one of the three appeal court judges had doubt on the cause of death. Justice Kan Ting Chiu stated “My conclusion is that the appellant’s conviction for murder should be set aside, as there was reasonable doubt whether she died as a result of the fit. In place of that, the appellant should be convicted for an offence of voluntarily causing hurt as corroborated by the post-mortem findings.” reported in the The Straits Times on 26 January 06.The dissenting judge, Justice Kan Ting Chiu, held the opinion that Took should be charged with the lesser offence of "voluntarily causing hurt" rather than murder. The penalty for "voluntarily causing hurt" is 1 year in jail plus Singapore dollar $1,000 fine.In the case of Took, shouldnt the benefit of the doubt be given to him? Took surrendered himself which counted for nothing during the trial.He made a choice to stand trial that cost his life!! If the death penalty is not mandatory for the murder, the dissenting opinion of Justice Kan plus Took’s surrender, it would have led to a more appropriate sentence - less severe punishment.Background InfoOctober 23, 2006, Took Leng How plea for clemency rejected by the President on the advice of the cabinet.Some 34,000 people had signed a petition against Took's death sentence, submitted to President Nathan. The 23-year-old Malaysian was sentenced to death in August 2005 after he was found guilty of the murder of eight-year-old Chinese national Huang Na in October 2004.In January, the Court of Appeals dismissed Took's appeal against the death penalty. But it was was split decision - the dissenting judge stated that the prosecution failed to prove conclusively that Took had smothered Huang Na. One pyschiatist foundTook to be suffering from Schizphrenia.Former Chief Justice Yong Pung How and Justice Chao Hick Tin had dismissed Took's appeal against the death sentence but Justice Kan Ting Chiu had disagreed with them. The Court of Appeals carried through the decision on the two-to-one majority.News stories below.Regards,Sinapan Samydorai-----------------------------------------------------------------------------November 03, 2006 16:23 PM M'sian Took Leng How Hanged This Morninghttp://www.bernama.com.my/bernama/v3/news.php?id=227655SINGAPORE, Nov 3 (Bernama) -- Convicted child killer Took Leng How was hanged at Changi Prison this morning.His body was later released to his family members, a prison official told Bernama.Took, 24, a Malaysian from Penang who worked here as a vegetable packer, was convicted of killing eight-year-old Chinese national Huang Na at the Pasir Panjang Wholesale Centre in October 2004 and sentenced to the gallows in August last year.Took's hanging came about two weeks after his bid for clemency was rejected by the President, closing the chapter on one of the most closely watched murder cases in Singapore.Took filed an appeal shortly after his conviction, but in January this year the Court of Appeal upheld the death sentence in a split two-to-one decision, prompting his family to start a campaign to save him from the gallows.As many as 34,000 signatures had been collected in support for the petition for clemency.Huang Na's disappearance from the wholesale market in October 2004 sparked a massive search by police and volunteers.The police also questioned Took in connection with the murder. He later fled Singapore for Malaysia, sparking a nationwide search for him by Malaysian police.The father of a three-year-old son later surrendered to the police here and led them to Huang Na's naked and decomposed body, which was stuffed in a box in a hill park several kilometres from the market.Last week, media reports here quoted a family member as saying that Took was mentallyprepared to die and asked his wife, Yuli, 24, to go back to Indonesia and remarry."He had given up all hope and said that after his death, his wife should remarry and forget about him," The New Paper quoted the family member as saying.-- BERNAMA-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------NewpaperI'm ready to die. Huang Na's killer loses death-sentence appeal http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/news/story/0,4136,116304,00.html?By Chong Shin Yen October 27, 2006 GO back to Indonesia, find a good man there and remarry.This was convicted child killer Took Leng How's final wish for his wife, Madam Yuli.Madam Yuli and son Shun Yang going to Took's grandaunt's flat after visiting him yesterday. -- ALVVIN TOH He had told his grandaunt to pass this message to Madam Yuli when she visited him on Monday.Took, 24, also told her that he was mentally prepared to die.The grandaunt, who is in her 60s and does not want to be named, said: 'He had given up all hope and says that after his death, his wife should remarry and forget about him.'Took's plea for clemency was rejected by President SR Nathan on Monday.The Malaysian vegetable packer was sentenced to hang for killing 8-year-old Huang Na in 2004. (See report on facing page.)Took is likely to be hanged within two weeks .Madam Yuli, 24, and the couple's son, Shun Wang, 3, arrived here yesterday to visit him.They had boarded an overnight bus from Penang on Tuesday night. The journey took about nine hours.The grandaunt - who lives here - met them in Johor Baru.After they went through Woodlands checkpoint at about 9am, they had a quick breakfast at a nearby coffee shop.Then, Madam Yuli bought a packet of chicken rice with two drumsticks and a bowl of prawn soupThe grandaunt said: 'This was Took's parents' instructions to Yuli. They said that these were his favourite dishes and told her to buy them for him.'The three of them then headed to Changi Prison Complex, where they were told by prison officers that they were not allowed to take food in. So they later had it for lunch instead.FAVOURITE DISHESThey spent about four hours with Took in the prison.Madam Yuli had also visited him last month.The grandaunt told The New Paper that Took did most of the talking.When asked what the couple talked about, the grandaunt said she did not understand most of their conversation as they spoke in a mixture of Hokkien and Malay.'Only the two of them can understand each other and this is how they've always communicated,' she said.Took was calm while talking to his wife, a Chinese Indonesian.'And he would smile when he saw his son playing next to her,' said the grandaunt.Shun Wang, who wore a long-sleeved T-shirt and pants with cartoons, was running around the waiting area as they waited to see Took.The grandaunt said Shun Wang was happy to see his father and could recognise him.'He was calling out 'papa' a few times when he saw his father. The father and son also spoke to each other,' she said.When approached after the visit, Madam Yuli declined to be interviewed.'There's nothing much I can say. There's no point in saying anything,' she said.The grandaunt, who had looked after Took while he was working here, said he had given her instructions for his funeral arrangements.' The grandaunt said that Took's parents - who run a coffee shop in Penang - will arrive here tomorrow.'They did not manage to get the bus tickets as it was the Hari Raya holiday and tickets were all sold out,' she said.They will stay here until his death sentence is carried out.
From:
makapa
7-Nov 22:52
To:
ALL
123069.1
To: Singapore/Malaysia Network
Friends,
As you know, recent years have seen a strong international campaign against Singapore's brutal death penalty. One of the young men facing execution was Malaysian Took Leng How, convicted of murdering eight-year-old Huang Na. Despite the question mark placed over the convction by an appeal judge, Took Leng How failed in his appeal to President Nathan and he was executed last Friday. He was 24.
Amnesty International will continue to campaign against death sentences. No serious study has shown that executions deterr crime, as the government claims, and mistakes can be made, no matter how reliable a judicial system may be. Singapore is now repeatedly referred to by media worldwide as the country with the highest per capita rate of executions -- as Canada's editorial today on executions in China pointed out once again.
In my message to President Nathan last week on Took Leng How's case, I called for Singapore to take a courageous lead among retentionist countries and move forward on this issue. It is he, after consultations with the government on appeals, who signs death warrants. Former President Devan Nair told Amnesty International that he himself had come to the conclusion that the death penalty was wrong.
Below is a message from Singapore's Think Centre, which has been strongly opposing executions for the last few years, and some media coverage.
Best wishes,
Margaret John
Coordinator for Singapore and Malaysia
Amnesty International Canada
FROM SINGAPORE'S THINK CENTRE:
Dear Friends,Took Leng How was hanged on the Friday morning, November 3, 2006, During Took’s trial, one of the three appeal court judges had doubt on the cause of death. Justice Kan Ting Chiu stated “My conclusion is that the appellant’s conviction for murder should be set aside, as there was reasonable doubt whether she died as a result of the fit. In place of that, the appellant should be convicted for an offence of voluntarily causing hurt as corroborated by the post-mortem findings.” reported in the The Straits Times on 26 January 06.The dissenting judge, Justice Kan Ting Chiu, held the opinion that Took should be charged with the lesser offence of "voluntarily causing hurt" rather than murder. The penalty for "voluntarily causing hurt" is 1 year in jail plus Singapore dollar $1,000 fine.In the case of Took, shouldnt the benefit of the doubt be given to him? Took surrendered himself which counted for nothing during the trial.He made a choice to stand trial that cost his life!! If the death penalty is not mandatory for the murder, the dissenting opinion of Justice Kan plus Took’s surrender, it would have led to a more appropriate sentence - less severe punishment.Background InfoOctober 23, 2006, Took Leng How plea for clemency rejected by the President on the advice of the cabinet.Some 34,000 people had signed a petition against Took's death sentence, submitted to President Nathan. The 23-year-old Malaysian was sentenced to death in August 2005 after he was found guilty of the murder of eight-year-old Chinese national Huang Na in October 2004.In January, the Court of Appeals dismissed Took's appeal against the death penalty. But it was was split decision - the dissenting judge stated that the prosecution failed to prove conclusively that Took had smothered Huang Na. One pyschiatist foundTook to be suffering from Schizphrenia.Former Chief Justice Yong Pung How and Justice Chao Hick Tin had dismissed Took's appeal against the death sentence but Justice Kan Ting Chiu had disagreed with them. The Court of Appeals carried through the decision on the two-to-one majority.News stories below.Regards,Sinapan Samydorai-----------------------------------------------------------------------------November 03, 2006 16:23 PM M'sian Took Leng How Hanged This Morninghttp://www.bernama.com.my/bernama/v3/news.php?id=227655SINGAPORE, Nov 3 (Bernama) -- Convicted child killer Took Leng How was hanged at Changi Prison this morning.His body was later released to his family members, a prison official told Bernama.Took, 24, a Malaysian from Penang who worked here as a vegetable packer, was convicted of killing eight-year-old Chinese national Huang Na at the Pasir Panjang Wholesale Centre in October 2004 and sentenced to the gallows in August last year.Took's hanging came about two weeks after his bid for clemency was rejected by the President, closing the chapter on one of the most closely watched murder cases in Singapore.Took filed an appeal shortly after his conviction, but in January this year the Court of Appeal upheld the death sentence in a split two-to-one decision, prompting his family to start a campaign to save him from the gallows.As many as 34,000 signatures had been collected in support for the petition for clemency.Huang Na's disappearance from the wholesale market in October 2004 sparked a massive search by police and volunteers.The police also questioned Took in connection with the murder. He later fled Singapore for Malaysia, sparking a nationwide search for him by Malaysian police.The father of a three-year-old son later surrendered to the police here and led them to Huang Na's naked and decomposed body, which was stuffed in a box in a hill park several kilometres from the market.Last week, media reports here quoted a family member as saying that Took was mentallyprepared to die and asked his wife, Yuli, 24, to go back to Indonesia and remarry."He had given up all hope and said that after his death, his wife should remarry and forget about him," The New Paper quoted the family member as saying.-- BERNAMA-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------NewpaperI'm ready to die. Huang Na's killer loses death-sentence appeal http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/news/story/0,4136,116304,00.html?By Chong Shin Yen October 27, 2006 GO back to Indonesia, find a good man there and remarry.This was convicted child killer Took Leng How's final wish for his wife, Madam Yuli.Madam Yuli and son Shun Yang going to Took's grandaunt's flat after visiting him yesterday. -- ALVVIN TOH He had told his grandaunt to pass this message to Madam Yuli when she visited him on Monday.Took, 24, also told her that he was mentally prepared to die.The grandaunt, who is in her 60s and does not want to be named, said: 'He had given up all hope and says that after his death, his wife should remarry and forget about him.'Took's plea for clemency was rejected by President SR Nathan on Monday.The Malaysian vegetable packer was sentenced to hang for killing 8-year-old Huang Na in 2004. (See report on facing page.)Took is likely to be hanged within two weeks .Madam Yuli, 24, and the couple's son, Shun Wang, 3, arrived here yesterday to visit him.They had boarded an overnight bus from Penang on Tuesday night. The journey took about nine hours.The grandaunt - who lives here - met them in Johor Baru.After they went through Woodlands checkpoint at about 9am, they had a quick breakfast at a nearby coffee shop.Then, Madam Yuli bought a packet of chicken rice with two drumsticks and a bowl of prawn soupThe grandaunt said: 'This was Took's parents' instructions to Yuli. They said that these were his favourite dishes and told her to buy them for him.'The three of them then headed to Changi Prison Complex, where they were told by prison officers that they were not allowed to take food in. So they later had it for lunch instead.FAVOURITE DISHESThey spent about four hours with Took in the prison.Madam Yuli had also visited him last month.The grandaunt told The New Paper that Took did most of the talking.When asked what the couple talked about, the grandaunt said she did not understand most of their conversation as they spoke in a mixture of Hokkien and Malay.'Only the two of them can understand each other and this is how they've always communicated,' she said.Took was calm while talking to his wife, a Chinese Indonesian.'And he would smile when he saw his son playing next to her,' said the grandaunt.Shun Wang, who wore a long-sleeved T-shirt and pants with cartoons, was running around the waiting area as they waited to see Took.The grandaunt said Shun Wang was happy to see his father and could recognise him.'He was calling out 'papa' a few times when he saw his father. The father and son also spoke to each other,' she said.When approached after the visit, Madam Yuli declined to be interviewed.'There's nothing much I can say. There's no point in saying anything,' she said.The grandaunt, who had looked after Took while he was working here, said he had given her instructions for his funeral arrangements.' The grandaunt said that Took's parents - who run a coffee shop in Penang - will arrive here tomorrow.'They did not manage to get the bus tickets as it was the Hari Raya holiday and tickets were all sold out,' she said.They will stay here until his death sentence is carried out.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
MALLS, MALLS EVERYWHERE.......
where are the buying shoppers??
we only have window shoppers...see no buy type. why are our glabramen still building so many shopping malls?
they think the future 2 IRS are going to be hit? they better think deeper. other countries are using us a guinea pigs to test out the gambling business...most likely, a doomed one.
if it really prospers, then it would be doomsday for sinkies cos more suicides would be happening daily...
maybe, commuters would have to take a queue # to jump the mrt tracks. or glabramen may have to construct safety suicidal preventive net below every highrise pigeonholes or buildings..
QN: WHY ARE WE PAYING THE PAPS OBSCENE PAYS TO CHOOSE THE EASIEST SOLUTION?
and they have the cheeks to ask u back, if not u give us ur solution lor...and we should ask back, u give us ur pays, we give u our solution....and to and back...and fro and back......;9(...just like doing tai chi.
MALLS, MALLS EVERYWHERE....
ARE THERE SHOPPING BUGs IN THE AIR?...
STARE AND LOOK....
LOOK AND STARE....
ONLY LOOKER, NO BUYER
WHAT'S THERE TO BUY?
WHEN THE POCKETS ARE DRY...
MOST ARE OUT OF JOBS....
SO PRETEND WALKING HERE AND THERE
AND PRETEND TO SHOP....
tummy growling....
saliva drooling...
fingers in pocket, wriggling for shillings
not a dollar...not a dime...
and what to do, what to eat during meal time?
hopelessness,
anxieties,
exasperation....
only way to go is to the mrt station....
look to the right...
look to the left....
without a warning...
a poor guy just ended his last breathe.......;9(
**NOTE: another 50 y o man just jumped in clementi mrt station as reported in today's 1/11/06 shit times.....;9(
we only have window shoppers...see no buy type. why are our glabramen still building so many shopping malls?
they think the future 2 IRS are going to be hit? they better think deeper. other countries are using us a guinea pigs to test out the gambling business...most likely, a doomed one.
if it really prospers, then it would be doomsday for sinkies cos more suicides would be happening daily...
maybe, commuters would have to take a queue # to jump the mrt tracks. or glabramen may have to construct safety suicidal preventive net below every highrise pigeonholes or buildings..
QN: WHY ARE WE PAYING THE PAPS OBSCENE PAYS TO CHOOSE THE EASIEST SOLUTION?
and they have the cheeks to ask u back, if not u give us ur solution lor...and we should ask back, u give us ur pays, we give u our solution....and to and back...and fro and back......;9(...just like doing tai chi.
MALLS, MALLS EVERYWHERE....
ARE THERE SHOPPING BUGs IN THE AIR?...
STARE AND LOOK....
LOOK AND STARE....
ONLY LOOKER, NO BUYER
WHAT'S THERE TO BUY?
WHEN THE POCKETS ARE DRY...
MOST ARE OUT OF JOBS....
SO PRETEND WALKING HERE AND THERE
AND PRETEND TO SHOP....
tummy growling....
saliva drooling...
fingers in pocket, wriggling for shillings
not a dollar...not a dime...
and what to do, what to eat during meal time?
hopelessness,
anxieties,
exasperation....
only way to go is to the mrt station....
look to the right...
look to the left....
without a warning...
a poor guy just ended his last breathe.......;9(
**NOTE: another 50 y o man just jumped in clementi mrt station as reported in today's 1/11/06 shit times.....;9(
Saturday, October 28, 2006
this YOUTUBE leaves me in stitches....
Friday, October 27, 2006
the nite i shook a restaurant captain....
this is a very comical incident which sibeipine cannot help but never fails to laugh it...
i will now narrate the whole comedy to u.
after sibeipine checked my ID...and i checked his, we realised we shared the same birthdate. then his ex-gf....gf #2 who was long expired....too shared the same birthdate...
so it's like dong ye dong ri shen...some month and same date born....very weird.
not long after we acquainted ourselves, my luck rubbed onto sibeipine. he striked toto....yes!!...first time in his life, just after weeks knowing me!....;9)
so he was thrilled. so were me and his exgf, chillipadi.
as celebration, we went to CRYSTAL JADE at orchard rd to pig out. as u know sibeipine is in retail and closes his shop only at 8pm everyday, holidays included.
after closing, it would be a quite bath, then drove off for dinner. by then, it was almost like 9pm when we reached CRYSTAL JADE.
famished, we asked for the menu. then placed our orders.
1 rose flavored soy chicken, 1 abalone mee, 1 veggie, 1 tofu and a pot of xiang pian or jasmine tea...
the dishes came. chillipadi supped the abalone mee...very expensive u know. then something missing. the other expensive rose soy chicken wasn't there. so i asked the chiobu canto HK captain.
capt: dui mmh chu....mai yoon chor ( sorry, sold out all the chickens)...
okay lor, we just made do with it and dig in.
it was overall a satisfying meal.
LTS: bill please!
bill came and sbp hastily paid cos we had to rush back to his car fearing expiry of the parking coupon.
after we exited the place, i was reading the bill. funny!...strange!.....shit! they charged the rose soy chicken when they din even serve it!
pointed out to sbk and he being in a rich lottery winning mood said it was okay. as for me, how could ok??...din eat and they charged.
off i u-turned back. furious!
i entered the CRYSTAL JADE and asked for the HK canto lady captain.
capt: yao mak ya see? (whassup?)
me: how come u told me no rose soy chicken, and yet u charged it into our bill?
capt: oh...sorli..sorli...forgot to delete....
so she took the bill and passed it to the counter to correct and refund us the money.
then, her backside itchy.
capt: u dun ve to purposely walked back...u could come tomorrow with the bill...we would still pay u...
i snapped at her: tomorrow come back???...u qi sien! siao huh!! tomorrow i come back u'd would said i eaten ur bloody rose soy chicken and already converted into piggy shit!!
capt:....*blush* ...smiled stupidly and apologised further....
sbk, chillipadi and i left the place after dressing that idiotic HK canto lady captain.
upon reaching outside, both of them could not help and burst out laughing....they said i was damn MAN to slang the canto girl properly...and repeat...TOMORROW COME BACK UR EATEN CHICKEN ALREADY BECOME SHITS LIAO!...hahahaha...
i will now narrate the whole comedy to u.
after sibeipine checked my ID...and i checked his, we realised we shared the same birthdate. then his ex-gf....gf #2 who was long expired....too shared the same birthdate...
so it's like dong ye dong ri shen...some month and same date born....very weird.
not long after we acquainted ourselves, my luck rubbed onto sibeipine. he striked toto....yes!!...first time in his life, just after weeks knowing me!....;9)
so he was thrilled. so were me and his exgf, chillipadi.
as celebration, we went to CRYSTAL JADE at orchard rd to pig out. as u know sibeipine is in retail and closes his shop only at 8pm everyday, holidays included.
after closing, it would be a quite bath, then drove off for dinner. by then, it was almost like 9pm when we reached CRYSTAL JADE.
famished, we asked for the menu. then placed our orders.
1 rose flavored soy chicken, 1 abalone mee, 1 veggie, 1 tofu and a pot of xiang pian or jasmine tea...
the dishes came. chillipadi supped the abalone mee...very expensive u know. then something missing. the other expensive rose soy chicken wasn't there. so i asked the chiobu canto HK captain.
capt: dui mmh chu....mai yoon chor ( sorry, sold out all the chickens)...
okay lor, we just made do with it and dig in.
it was overall a satisfying meal.
LTS: bill please!
bill came and sbp hastily paid cos we had to rush back to his car fearing expiry of the parking coupon.
after we exited the place, i was reading the bill. funny!...strange!.....shit! they charged the rose soy chicken when they din even serve it!
pointed out to sbk and he being in a rich lottery winning mood said it was okay. as for me, how could ok??...din eat and they charged.
off i u-turned back. furious!
i entered the CRYSTAL JADE and asked for the HK canto lady captain.
capt: yao mak ya see? (whassup?)
me: how come u told me no rose soy chicken, and yet u charged it into our bill?
capt: oh...sorli..sorli...forgot to delete....
so she took the bill and passed it to the counter to correct and refund us the money.
then, her backside itchy.
capt: u dun ve to purposely walked back...u could come tomorrow with the bill...we would still pay u...
i snapped at her: tomorrow come back???...u qi sien! siao huh!! tomorrow i come back u'd would said i eaten ur bloody rose soy chicken and already converted into piggy shit!!
capt:....*blush* ...smiled stupidly and apologised further....
sbk, chillipadi and i left the place after dressing that idiotic HK canto lady captain.
upon reaching outside, both of them could not help and burst out laughing....they said i was damn MAN to slang the canto girl properly...and repeat...TOMORROW COME BACK UR EATEN CHICKEN ALREADY BECOME SHITS LIAO!...hahahaha...
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
a little flower story.....
i was walking past a senior citizen vicinity some time ago. they planted many potted plants.
in one pot was a very humble plant called BUSY LIZZIE. it's from the BALSAM family. the petals of this single red flower were used as red lipstick in the olden days....
it was bright red this busy lizzie i saw. i plucked a tiny cutting and planted it in my own verandah garden...
a tiny little cutting...and now it's monster plant. suppose to be the humblest but now it's beautiful flowering non stop daily and showing off the bountiful brilliant red blooms.....
if one looks from below my pigeonhole, u won't miss this glorious red of abundant show of flowers.....
moral of story, anyone??
路 边 的 野 花 不 要 采？
yes...it maybe more fragrant n beautiful than the one u have at home...the one that u see day in, day out...the one who mass produce ur brood, cooks for u, tends to ur needs, look after ur seeds, cares for u when u r sick, when u r real horny, allows u to bonk ur daylight out....etc...
and u get so sick of the one in ur own home....and hunt for 野 花 or wild fragrant flower....
ONE THING U FORGET:
MOST 野 花 ARE TOXIC AND POISONOUS....die pain pain in the end and still din know way.....;9)
ornitoufo....joyous is one who's awakened instantly from his silly little folly.....ornitoufo....;9)
in one pot was a very humble plant called BUSY LIZZIE. it's from the BALSAM family. the petals of this single red flower were used as red lipstick in the olden days....
it was bright red this busy lizzie i saw. i plucked a tiny cutting and planted it in my own verandah garden...
a tiny little cutting...and now it's monster plant. suppose to be the humblest but now it's beautiful flowering non stop daily and showing off the bountiful brilliant red blooms.....
if one looks from below my pigeonhole, u won't miss this glorious red of abundant show of flowers.....
moral of story, anyone??
路 边 的 野 花 不 要 采？
yes...it maybe more fragrant n beautiful than the one u have at home...the one that u see day in, day out...the one who mass produce ur brood, cooks for u, tends to ur needs, look after ur seeds, cares for u when u r sick, when u r real horny, allows u to bonk ur daylight out....etc...
and u get so sick of the one in ur own home....and hunt for 野 花 or wild fragrant flower....
ONE THING U FORGET:
MOST 野 花 ARE TOXIC AND POISONOUS....die pain pain in the end and still din know way.....;9)
ornitoufo....joyous is one who's awakened instantly from his silly little folly.....ornitoufo....;9)
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