ROLANTO LEE - KEEPER OF THE SPIDER SPIRITS

my devilish horny old man is suppose to be freaking rich. he used to run his own engineering business. made tons of money by engaging cheap labour namely me to multi tasks his company.
i was the clerk. the secretary. the accountant. the office cleaner. the paymaster. the salesman. the technical designer. the purchaser. whatever personnel a company needs, i can do. best of all, i was my bedridden gambling grandma's personal nurse too. this bloke is expert in dry cleaning bedridden patient hor...dun pray pray. :)
my sis, a year younger than me was also working for him. a few years later, carot lee, my younger brother came to join too. he had to due to his back condition - courtesy from the NS army.
so 3 of us would piang, sloughed like hell for this hopeless old man. then dunno where and when he got mixed up with "good" company and started frequenting Genting Higlands.
he just left the company to run by 3 of us. he could go up the mountain like twice a week...went, returned, rested 2 days...and off he went again. if won, he would proceed to haaydai. he was such a regular there, that they gave him a genting gold card meaning when he reached there at the airport, a merz would be deployed to pick him and gang up to the casino resort. rooms and food would be provided f o c. that was how charitable rolanto lee was to the casino...donating practically everything we sloughed for there...no even a "PLONK" sound was heard!
so this went on for many years. in the end, i was fed up. cos after so many years working, my pay was still stagnant at $300 pow kar liao. my sis and brother were also the same. he signed the cheque for us....but the amount was pathetic...he signed most to settle gambling debts using all his credit cards to sign.
finally, we all quit. there was miserable bonus with new year ang pow of a misery $20. carot was fedup. sis was fed up. me lagi fed up. being the eldest, my pay was the lowest among the 3. carot was considered the highest he had to do all the heavy duty strenous works. and paperworks and planning which i was good at was considered the "easy" not important stuff.....pine mian...bad life i was having.
beside that, in order to save cpf contribution, we had to report even lower pay....and after so many years working for him. i couldn't believe my cpf is barely 20K. same with carot and sis.
so we quit for good. we got our own life ahead. we can't piang and make tons for the devlish old man who just squandered away in the casino. if he lost, he returned home. rested and headed off again. if he won, it would be haaydai next destination.
he used to tell us he went haaydai to pray for good luck. but somehow rather his "good luck" was exposed one day.
a haaydai spider spirit faxed a letter to him. he was away in Genting. i read it. in the letter, the spider addressed rolanto lee as "lau gong" meaning hubby. when i finished reading i was stunned. i passed the fax to mamalee. and she was lagi stunned. all the siblings were stunned.
that was the "good luck" that rolanto lee mentioned to us what he was doing in haaydai... we were lost for words.
besides haaydai, he also frequent the philippines subic bay where there was a casino. everytime he returned from there, he would boast to us especially mamalee about all the shiok food he consumed there for free. meaning whatever mum cooked out lovingly for him was cheap foodstuff. of course, it was free! he had dumped in lots of money there and in US dollars.
then one day, a strange phone call was received: "Hello, rolanto darling honey, this is jenny....i miss u...i love...i very lonely...when u come? sigh..sigh....."
i was at the receiving end and my goose pimples all stood up. i was enraged. i replied calmly and firmly...and very loudly, "I m not ur darling honey rolanto lee, i m his son!" click! the phone was abruptly cut off.
the family went into a thunderstorm shock again.....
slowly, his business dwindled and dwindled...since everyone had left him. he lost the business premises. but he still refused to close shop. he now operates from the pigeonhole flat as his "office". he's not already past 70s.
carot lee set up his own engineering firm. most of rolanto's clients jumped ship to carot's. they had to cos normally when they called, he was always not around. either he was in genting, haaydai or the phiippines. and sis went over too to help out carot.
as for me, i set up my own horticultural company. got a garden in mandai which was later bulldozed by gov due to widening of expressway. went over to ulu chu chu kang. rented a plot of land. a few years the bulldozer came again...so i went deeper into more uluer chua chu kang...jalan dedali...again bulldozer came. move to the foot of mt. faber. there was a plot belonging to psa. dumped what remaining saving i had on this plot of condemned nursery.
cleared overgrowth weeds. constructed the plants shed. cleared the place spick and span...then tragedy struck. one humongonus quinine tree(wild mango) fell during a heavy storm. my row of newly constructed plant shed all came crashing down. then there was mudslide from the hill...all my planting beds and pots were buried.
i could go into heartbreak then...and maybe a heartattack and put this poor soul to eternal rest would be a blessing....:(
but i din give up. i asked the bangalas and the indian fts to do all over again. in end, everything fine. NO! By then, my 2 yrs lease was up....the bloody owner psa seeing how well the place was spruced up, also up the rental to triple....god!! how am i to pay...it was worst than the bulldozer....it was an atomic bomb dropped onto me....so i relented...i surrendered...i was totally worn out...drained physically and mentally....my saving almost kosong already...so i retired...and hell! i should have retired earlier. then i could enjoy life like i never enjoy now....:)
sorry...got carried away and sidetracked into my past gardens...i will continue ....in a while...break time!
finally, rolanto lee not only gambled away all his money...my grandma money left to me...my dead uncle who was his elder bachelor brother's cpf again willed to me but he demanded that i transfer every cents to him to feed his gambling passion. and now he is broke....poorer than the beggar....
so his affordable passion now is centred on breeding mei mei spider spirits in haaydai. they are cheena girls who come to haaydai to suck up sinkie lau han koos (horny old men from sinkietown) high and dry......

From:
aussiebiz
07:56
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leetahsar
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83628.629 in reply to 83628.628
I think this horny old men is being possessed by the devil ... (sori to say that hor) he need a spiritual person to perform exorcism on him.
Bro. Lee, Your cousin peeleepian cannot be ignored. He can be one of the good ppl. you should trust and talk to (maybe you have oredi?) regarding your old man. Your old man is not going be around for a good many more years. While I am no religious wanabe, I somehow do get inspiration and guidance from ppl who have rich knowledge in theology, and I think your cousin peeleepian is such a person. Remember hor, that devilish, horny old men, he is still a human being and whether you like it or not he fathered you. OK if you are now having "niagra falls", I will lend you one of by shoulders.

From:
leetahsar
17:49
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aussiebiz unread
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83628.630 in reply to 83628.629
no lah....in prajnaparamita heart sutra: it indirectly told me that my devilish horny old man is actually my greatest buddhism trainer...if i could tolerate him...there is none in the world i can't handle...so u dun ve to worry for me. and anyway thank-u very much for ur kind concern.
as for cousin peeleepian hor...i have to say this. eversince he didn't manage to borrow my trusty pickup (always did that before) as it was already scrapped and murdered by our gov, i got no more phone calls from him any more. no more like "when u coming to church service"...even the last xmas, no more yearly invitation to watch his church xmas performances...nothing. no more news from him. maybe he already exiled to another ulu russian town. i dunno. never bother to call him too.
what i fear now is i may not able to contain my anger and eventually break my tolerance of this bloody old fuck....if i reach to that state...i ve failed miserably...all my chanting, meditating... all total failure. i would have failed the "exam" my devlish old man laid for me....my deepest compassion is but only a light breeze...or maybe just a loud fart...so i m chanting doubly hard...but some times i thought: "WHAT THE HECK! JUST SOcK IT TO HIM AND RE ARRANGE HIS FACE!" that would be so so shiok for me! ;9)....chui guo chui guo....