and the stories of rolanto james bond lee continues.....

well, it's that time of the month again. all protection fees paid. rental collected. bus ticket bought. everything packed. let see...KY gel - checked. ESPIRE seashell condoms, 1 dozen - checked. cheena ginseng tablets - checked. diabetic medication - check. etc...etc..- checked. all set and ready to vroom...
"tahsar, tahsar...u got malaysian ringgits or not, huh?" rolanto asked me gently tugging my arms which were typing this post. i paused. glared menacingly at him and replied emphatically, "NO!"
"please lei, tahsar...i dun have ringgit lah...along the way need to buy food...please lah...i thought u striked lottery right?" old man pleaded.
i stared and glared even harder. my fingers were damn itchy. i thought his face would rightfully served as my sandbag. how tempted was i to stop all the typing, standup and re-arrange and massage his face into a pulp!
finally, i blurted rather sarcastically, " u already got ur monthly money, how cum no ringgit. u reach beach road there where u board the bus hor, u go change lah...still dun ve...then dun go lor!....got dough to feed haaydai spider spirits, no money to eat urself...u very joker , hor?"
with that crude sarcasm, lau han koo rolanto lee lan lan left me to continue my typing this post. sigh! i hated myself for saying those words...but hell, he forced me to...so dun blame me, hor. :(
3pm. all packed and set. his cellphone rang. he answered. halfway, the house phone rang. it was for him. again he answered. steady huh, this old fuck. 2 ears and he could answer 2 phones. one pressed on each ear. who else called? his gang of lau han koos....all prepared to head for haaydai to tend to their brood of mei mei spider spirits. the whole gang of about 4 or 5 lau hans (old cassanovas). all endowed with fleas infested itchy bloodhounds. all prepared to fire their sperm bullets to feed the evil spider spirits there as though those spirits love their cums. so stupid this old fucking bunch.. the spiders were there to suck up their money what else? their old and rotting staffs? can still mari kita, meh? some one once asked me. of course can lah. the spiders just pop in a cheapskate fake VIAGRA and the mari kita would start...... :(
good luck, lau han koo...hope u dun die there cock standing from pirate viagra overdose. cos if u do, we won't be collecting ur body or ur ashes...mum and me and the rest of the siblings all mentally prepared. we would just let u rot over there....may the buddha has great unabound mercy on you, my dear father.....:(
with his absence, gosh...the 2 units of pigeonholes sure are peaceful. no more squabblings. hope he stays there long long. the best dun come home. give us the address, we send u ur monthly protection fees...and i pay another $100 extra for u to enjoy. bless u dear father....*sigh* :(