ROLANTO LEE IS BACK FROM HIS SPERM DONATION STINT

today's hari raya haji. the rain is still pouring. already raining for 3 days non stop and whole day,too.
i was wickedly feeling happy. i thought good the bloody devlish horny old man would be stuck in haaydai feeding orgasmically away his sperms to the spider spirits there. best! if there is a flooding there. then he doesn't need to come home. i can enjoy more days of peace and tranquility.
but no! he's back. unsually when he returns home it would be like about 5 something in the morning. no one knows until he comes over next door for his morning cuppa and breakfast and starts the day by stirring up peevish troubles for me and mamalee. and yes...he came over while i was washing up. SHIT!!
mum and me are suppose to timsum later. hell! now all cancelled. we dun like him to tag along with us. we normally will be embarrassed when he goes irritate those red star restaurant lau aunties waitresses. Rolanto: "ah jie, please bring chillies". he would start his usual fucking irritating gimmicks.
then the auntie waitress came with the green vinegared chillies. rolanto: "ah jie, can give me red ones..." so off the old waitress would go and bring him the red chillies...."er...got those chilli padi ones or not?" with this last stupid request, u wish u weren't there with this super irritant lau han. and also if u look at the auntie's head with the ceiling light behind, u can actually notice steam emitting out of her crop of dyed black hairs.....hahaha...
now all alerts are on for me and mamalee. we know once he's back means he's also broke. not only the spider spirits sucked him dried of his sperm..and maybe his blood, too. all the money he got from us - the monthly protection fees and the rentals from ft tenant should have been gleefully transfered into the spider's web already....
now a broke bloke. his mind would be up to no good again and would try all his very lame and irritating antic to shake us for more dough.....so RED ALERT on. missiles prepared. target locked in.... on false move from the bloody lau han koo, and he will get it from me and mamalee. we have informed the sisters too. and they also alert on.
bloody lau han standard money shaking initiation goes like this: "sar, sar.....come here pls...got something to discuss with u..." u heel him and approach him, the next thing out of his mouth would be..."u got money or not , huh...can give me $50...i hungry leh...i wanna to go eat..." ya..and for fifty buck, i can order one claypot sharkfin from thai village restaurant....He's asking obscene amount so that he can buy a mountain range of 4Ds lottery....han koo, han koo...u gotta be more creative if u wanna to shake money from us....no way we are going to fall for ur silly ploys anymore....god bless u....my dear father!
i will be observing him especially his lips. if it synches too drastic or tilted or slur too much, i will know that he really over fired his sperm missiles. his fleas infested bloodhound must have worked very hard into overtime. he must had been fed with excessive pirate thai viagra...and bless u lau han...ur handling up ur IC is nearer than u think.....:(

A REPLY TO A CONCERN READER , AUSSIEBIZ WHO'S LIKE A BROTHER NOW......

YES...aussieb...life is REALLY going on for me...after my garden was bulldozed, i was totally down and almost out. that's where i saw this site and lst time, i posted here. i got very encouraging words from someone called AHBENGSONG and a few others...who is now rarely heard...
i was very apprehensive. i wasn't young anymore. the saving was like almost approaching "empty". there was cloudiness and imminent darkness right ahead of me....my confidence was rock bottomed....
then i saw the buddhist beads a nun gave me during my 2nd trip to hk which i took a ferry to TAI YEE SHAN IN LANTAU island. took a bus up poh lian see...and there she was this kindly friendly nun. my lst encounter with her...we talked. she belanja me tea..talked and then suddenly she removed her beads and gave it to me....
me being a goon..take lor and thanked her. when i returned, i never really bothered about the strings of ebony colored beads. i just hanged somewhere.
then by affinity, a temple in balestier called me up to remove a rogue mango tree in their compound which was overgrown and making the temple very YIN....so i brought in my artillery....my group of small army of indians and bangalas i borrowed from my indian chief contractor. we rid the tree way through the night and ended at about 8pm+...
then the da si shiong of the temple invited me over during the weekend to buddhist chant. and i tot what the heck! free what go see lor...so i just pick up my ignored buddhist beads the nun gave me and blur blur went to the temple.
when the jokers there saw my beads, they thought i very deep cos the beads i was holding was ebony colored, theirs was a very pale whitish one.
da shi shiong asked me if i had chant like eons. i was surprised and blur when he asked me so. i told i roughly only knew a bit to chant the prajnaparamita heart sutra only. then he explained to me that by the appearance and color of the beads i was holding, it must came from some one who had chanted all his life to turn the pale colored beads to ebony dark. i was lagi blur...i revealed to him that the beads was given by a nun in lantau island...and then he told me i got affinity with buddhism...and so...the predomination keeps appearing hence thus in my dreams...i was a monk in yellow robe...my god...how to siam...huh...like in those movies u know...the dreams keep appearing....and i see myself a monk in yellow robe. mati lah, leetahsar...surely i hope i m not going to get it one day...but so be it...if it does come, it come..i will just accept it. but for now, i siam...i haven't enjoyed my retired life enough to forsake everything and go botak and be monk...so there u r. the uncanniness of my life.funny and weird. i also sometime feel very puzzled.
people study, go army. get a job. find a gf. patho. marries. produces babies. upgrade to grams...then mati. me...everything is totally far out and different from the average sinkie. funny hor?
so i called myself, leetahsar...the gooniest of the goons....hahaha;9) and stiking lotteries is my hobby now...hahahaha