From: BabaEro11 18:39
To: leetahsar 1379 of 1389

83628.1379 in reply to 83628.1378

you left out the interesting part of ruan mian mian with you together under the thunderstorm. what both of you did?

From: leetahsar 19:18
To: BabaEro11 unread 1380 of 1389

83628.1380 in reply to 83628.1379

that pare, is the beauty of my creativity...to get u involved...that would be ur say now...ur story and the homework to hand in to me....ok...

u hantam lah...anything can happen what...once black out in stormy thundery night....hahahahaha ';9)

From: aussiebiz 19:30
To: leetahsar 1381 of 1389

83628.1381 in reply to 83628.1380

Eh brother I suggest you publish the stories in this thread. I started your Cambodian story this morning. Haven't continue reading yet. Maybe later tonight if. Looks like hellava long story.

From: leetahsar 19:46
To: aussiebiz unread 1382 of 1389

83628.1382 in reply to 83628.1381

u really think my stories are zany and interesting?

how to publish? me retire...and totally no income...what if i use my money and then can't even sell a copy...i die pain pain u know....:(

i wait for some destined guy out there who's engrossed captivated by it lor...if not...so be it...and let it be...

it wasn't my intention to publicise or expect even people to read it...i just write for the passion of writing and sharing my cartoonic life stories...hahahaha....;9)

the last part of the thundery night....not true ok...added ingredients...yes raining...but no...NO RUAN MIAN MIAN..OK...I LEAVE THAT TO UR OWN IMAGINATION...u r welcome to write out that part for me...;9)

me still a golden virge in mint condition. as for the whatever meis hor...jus some jokers adding into the fun.....but none from my camp...checked already....

From: ¼ÍÏþá° (jixiaolan) 20:12
To: leetahsar 1383 of 1389

83628.1383 in reply to 83628.1382

"me retire...and totally no income"

yr rental n indian chief's coffee moni leh? If u realli need more moni for publication, maybe u k ask "aussiebiz" for few hundred thousands loan. Interest free, u know!

From: leetahsar 20:17
To: ¼ÍÏþá° (jixiaolan) 1384 of 1389

83628.1384 in reply to 83628.1383

then he publishes lor...and be my fairy godfather...and u can be his elf....:9)

From: leetahsar 20:21
To: ¼ÍÏþá° (jixiaolan) 1385 of 1389

83628.1385 in reply to 83628.1383

the rental hor...lauhankoo sup to sperm missile cheena spider spirits...in fact now with tenant hor..i got to pay extra PUB, buy more eggs, coffee and of course instant noodles for the poor kena sacked tenant....and all these out of my own pocket hor...so what do i benefit? NOTHING.

as for the kopi money from the indian chief...u already answered ur own question...INDIAN CHIEF...sometime happy pay...most of the time unhappy, no need to pay...then how?

His parang is bigger than my club scot knife.....:(

{yr rental n indian chief's coffee moni leh?}

STORMY AND THUNDERY NIGHT......cont'd cambodia travelogue

everyone was deadbeat on reaching home the bungalow. no shopping today so nothing for ruan mian mian who was eagerly trying to unpack and take some from me....and our hands met again accidentally .....

WHERE DO I BEGIN...TO TELL THE STORY OF HOW GREAT A LOVE CAN BE.....i tot i just heard andy williams singing LOVE STORY.....hahhahaha....;9)

tonight we ate in cos everyone dead tired. ruan mian mian did all the cooking. we had deep fried chicken seasoned in cambodian herbal style. DAMN GOOD, u know! then a simple beansprout stirred fried with salted fish and some dunno what funny insects inside. i was told those black speckles were actually some kind of ants. wow! the soup was solid. old cucumber soup to cool of the "heat" we had or we just seen this afternoon....

i tot that was about it...but no....next on the menu was bullfrogs legs fried in ginger, shallot and onions with cambodian wine. turtle + century + chicken + chopped up quail eggs fried with dunno what local veggies. finally a simple kailan flowers in fish and oyster sauce. and a roasted giant field rat...that we skipped.

actually very shiok and bountiful hor our 'simple' dinner. then out of no where, ruan mian mian brought in the homebrew wine....guess what she soaked it with? field rats, grass snakes, centipede and cobra...and i dun want to know anymore what else inside her gory brew.....

....spiders - tarantula, scorpions, and funny fungus like weird shaped lingzhi...etc....*yucks!* all mangled up in home made rice wine.

she said she had kept the whole big urn of wine for special occasion like now. we were returning to HK the next day...and she just had to let us taste it before we leaved...i got a feeling she just wanted me to taste it before i go....cos she dunno when i would be back or when would she be able to see me again...and me...blur blur obliged her by sipping her formidable charpalang brew.....BROOM...OOOM...BROOM...the thunder sounded...FLASH...FLASH....the lightning was threatening the dark night sky.

soon the rains came....so refreshing! it was rather a hot and humid day we were having. this rain just couldn't come in a more timely way....

so here we were the whole bunch of us. we ate. we drank. i drank. she drank. she drank...i drank...and soon...all black off.....

and please....i really din know what happen next...cos the next morning, when we awoke, we were quite groggy...and funny hor...i felt...like dunno what happen last night...

ruan mian mian was especially bashful when she saw me. she handed me my packed luggage and then buzzed off immediately to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. i was like blurred leh.......

after our breakfast, time to say goodbye to thomas and michael who remained as they had their works there to be done.

after handshaking ah chew for his wonderful driving us around and especially he also brought us to a gambling ship by MEKONG RIVER* called NAGA...and let this goon here won like a few hundred bucks in the JACKPOT machines and in US$ some more...i slipped a red packet ang pow for him. he was so happy and shake both my hands profusely...thanking me...like got tears in his eyes too....

next was ruan mian mian's turn. i too slipped an ang pow into her hand while shaking. oh gosh! like felt electricity going through me ....why huh??? was that static i just felt from shaking her hands? dunno...never bother to find out...

ruan mian mian's eyes were already well up in tears...i dunno why?? so...what to do, gave her my leetahsar's bearhug lor...and patted her back...and that was all i remembered i did.....

chew drove us to the rundown national airport...and soon we were on our way back to HK.......

...to be cont'd???

*MEKONG RIVER JOINS 4 NATIONS: CHINA, CAMBODIA, VIETNAM AND THAILAND.....the tourist guide told me while in SIAM REAP.

THE RESTAURANT BY THE RIVER MEKONG......

we were stuffing food into our mouths but our eyes were not on the food. our eyes were fixated on the next table where the gang of soldiers were drinking and feasting on *YUCKS* deep fried locusts, crickets, worms...and the likes...*eee!*

as they were feasting with one hand holding chopsticks, their the other hands were also holding some other things....the bums or the nehs nehs of those chiobus waitressess.

chew told us they were not really waitresses. they were chickens...u know the chick spirits... ok lah! WHORES!

then suddenly there was yelling from one of the guy. looked like he was the chiefy. he stood up and smacked a girl throwing her onto the ground. now our mouths were really wide open ...and the food was not inside but dropping all over the table from our chopsticks.....hahahaha...;9)

funny hor? the fallen chick spirit din cry. instead she slowly crawled up...and omg! one hand caressed the soldier chief's chest and the other rubbing his groin....that stimulated this son of a bitch ( anyone who hits woman qualifies as one), he in one swop carried her up and threw her onto the bed next to the big wooden round table.

next he started stripping the chick and the chick was also busy removing his buttons and pant zipper...and in a matter of seconds, it was a live floor XXX show.

the other soldiers just cheered on. they also went into action and each had a couple of girls to sit on their laps...and they were doing the upward thrusting...my god! it was an orgy here infront of us...and rainbow's boys were below 18....real RA XXX.....

they clapped. they yelled....some of the girls on the soldiers' laps were groaning and moaning in ecstasy. they helped lowered down the translucent white mozzie netting beneath where their chief was gaily humping away the screaming chick. both were in full monty now...and my god! he really humped in different styles some more.

we looked at each other...shocked at what to do. and what could we do? they were the soldiers and now they were the rapists....what to do, went back makan lor. ah chew was glued on instead. skinny as his frame could be, his bloodhound was activated. and gosh! the huge hard size now didn't tally with his skinny small frame...hahahaha...;9)

soon about 10 minutes later, everything end in loud orgasmic moan and groan....the pair of actors wipe themselves clean conveniently with a box of tissue next to the bed. dressed up, they were out of their love nest and back to the big round wooden table drinking their alcohol like as though nothing just happened...like that also can huh?

they continued their merrymaking...drinking, laughing smooching and rubbing each other...then hell! 2 soldier boys grapped each a chicks and jumped onto the bed...and the action repeats in a foursome now....oh my god!!!

we had our fill and sort of got tired with the impromptu floor show...like after one couple finished, the next took over. but funny they only did all this on their side of bed while the one next to us was left untouched...

we were now having desserts and admiring the beautiful water scenery of MEKONG RIVER. Slowly from afar of the horizontal approached a fast buzzling speedboat towards us.

we didn't know what the hell was it....what if it was a torpedo? then how huh? sure die and bombed into smitterens!

before we could said HALLELUJAH! or ORNITOUFO~~, the speedboat berthed alongside a wooden stairscase leading downwards to the water...

"speedboat...speedboat?....US 5 DOLLARS only..." asked the boatman, a scrawny dark guy.

oh, yes,...why not...so off i jumped into the boat after paying my fare. AND HELL!! ready the thrill of my life...the wind shooshing against my face pressing my flesh very tightly....and my specs pressing against my nose bone.....

it was an eye opener for everyone of us. the jacking, the humping and smacking of whores by the soldiers who were suppose to be protector of the civilians....sad....;9)

....to be cont'd

THE RESTAURANT BY THE RIVER MEKONG......
on the road now...suddenly chew's handphone rang. "OK,...ok...ok..." clicked.

chew turned and told me michael and thomas were waiting for us at a very ulu restaurant by the mekong river in one of the outskirt kampong. he was making a detour and taking us there now....imagined if chew were to be a kidnapper, the whole bunch of us would get it, man!!

it was a rocking ride. no road. all mud flats with bumps here and there....but the boys loved it!

finally we saw michael's mpv at the muddy roadside. chew parked his mpv just behind. we alighted and chew brought us to the place after meticulously sliding down a grass slope...crossed a cranky wooden narrow long plank we arrived to a "restaurant" standing on stilts above the bank of RIVER MEKONG......

we walked through a short narrow passage to a big opened dining area. something now right here...how come so big only got 2 big round tables which can see like > 20 people. and where next to each big round wooden table there was another matching big super king size bed with mosquito netting covering over it???

we were about to find out pretty soon after we settled down and ordered our usual uncanny exotic dishes......

half way supping and gulping down the shiok like anything food, a bunch of army guys entered and sat at the next table....there were only two, remember?

a fat lady supposedly to be the lady boss clapped a few loud claps...and from one of the room at the side, entered a bevy of chiobus....i tot "aye, how cum they din serve us just now?"

this bunch of young pretty things...aiyoh...so so chio u know...all wearing hot pants, miniskirts...like wanted to exposed to u like that...wah lau...the guys and the 2 boys all looked at them mouth agape...and i noticed most of us were actually drooling except rainbow who was quite pissed off by our teeko reactions....hahahaha...;9)

.....to be cont'd

THE KILLING FIELDS........CAMBODIA TRAVELOGUE...cont'd

after the makan, michael and thomas drove off in their mpv to work. michael back to his garment factory...and thomas back to the bungalow which is also his office.

now leaving us, rainbow and sons and me. ah chew suggested bringing us to the KILLING FIELDS. a place where many cambodian elites and suppose resistants were brutally massacred....

ok, lor! if not then how....already done so much shopping also quite sian liao!

first he brought us to one museum when it was filled with human skulls...serious no jokes! they even had a kind of map puzzled up by real human skulls of different sizes...meaning the smaller ones were children's and the even smaller ones were babies....eee! very creepy this museum....

next we proceed to the real live killing fields somewhere in the outskirt......

on reaching there....i dunno...i just sensed sorrow and sadness in the air...i just sensed it....i m a pisceans with funny uncanny built-in sensor.

the air smelled of death...sadness and....vengefulness.....

after paying the entrance fees, chew drove the mpv inside and parked. we alighted and it was now free and easy. before we started roaming the vast place, we had to read a big notice board.

WARNING: DO NOT WANDER OFF UNMARKED AREAS. UNDISPOSED MINES MIGHT BE PRESENT. then a skull with 2 skeletons crosses.

the area we noticed was like marked simply with those plastic red/white liners...so we kept within this territory...MINES u know..i definitely want to return home with both legs...

there was a makeshift shelter simply with zinc rooft and wooden stilts. a display board with graphic bloody pics were put up.

they depicted the type of tortures that had taken place...the sadistic inhuman pain and sufferings the victims were put through before mercilessly put to death. and death was by a bullet through the head at pointblank....

nearby to this shelter were hollows in the ground...many many of them. there in the noticeboard, it stated that all these big dug up hollows actually contained mass burial for dead victims of the wars.....

i couldn't help it but there was a strange cold chill creeping up my back.....and the damp air turned different.....

somewhere in the middle of all this gore, there was a glass tower. i think it's about 5 or 6 storeys...can't remember...

there housed within this glass tower were white skulls of the executed victims....piles and piles of it...up to the highest level.....

they segregated out the bones. they had the males one from what age to what age. the females one again the age range....then the other age range...OH MY GOD! such hell actually existed here on earth....and all because of one crazy man POL POT......

A DEVIL HIMSELF breeding all the small sicko little devils to carry out all the murderous hideous task...very sad...;9(

i couldn't help it...i started without knowingly my sutra chanting....and i chanted and chanted with all my sorrowful heart.....and niagra falls auto turn on....and flowing down ....

even kids and babies were not spared in this killing....they were grouped together in another mass of skulls in the display glass tower....

soon...i had to leave...but my heart was really sad and heavy...i just couldn't understand how could human be turned into monster and killed their own kinds so mercilessly....why? was it power that blinded and crazy them into doing such hideous mindless murders?

hundreds of thousands were slaughtered with the slightest reason of suspicion....no trial...nothing...just a bullet through their skulls...and all the skulls on display almost all got a hole in their whiten skull......sad :(

......to be cont'd

cambodia travelogue....cont'd...

we were finally back again to thomas' spacious bungalow. everyone was real shagged! ah chew and ruan mian mian unloaded all our stuffs. goodness! now our rooms seem small cos all packed up with all the "lup sup" (rubbishes we bought). after washed up, all knocked off like a babe....

COCKADODADOOODADOOO....eh? how come this morning the rooster crowed a different tune....and goodness! 10am some more...did we have a pyschic rooster? so clever and let us rest until so late. never slept so shiok since we were here in phnom penn...

michael was at the hall discussing with thomas about something. then they beckoned me to join them in their discussion.

they asked me whether i would like to take the post of HORTICULTURIST in charge of the forestry of trees which thomas' company logged for export back to USA.

i said I think about it...... then tam beckoned me back to the room and talked to me privately. "bob, dun ever take the job..." tam warned me. i was puzzled at the seriousness of his tone. "here full of landmines...u want money or u want ur life?" oh ya hor! i forgot this was cambodia...thought i was in malaysia or what.....

after a quick change, we were on our way for tim sum breakfast in the town.

we just couldn't believe the prices...so so cheap until u could laugh! so everyone started ordering whatever timsums they loved....

i tried the nai wong pow ( or egg custard pow)...hell! the eggs were not fully cooked. i gobbled up one in a bite and within minutes, my tummy were churning ...and churning. oh shit! i needed to go....and double shit!! the toilet was a few blocks away and up a stairs...dun asked i also dunno how come like that...but it was like that.

off i rushed to the 1000 mile away toilet....when i finally found it hidden at one remote corner upstair...i couldn't stand it any longer and ran into the cubicle...but before i could undo my SWAN panty....the niagra fall of shits fell out...shoosh! oh great! my whole SWAN panty was buried in stinky sludge of shits....yucks!

and hell! no toilet paper....what to do? this was what i did...very scary..but really emergency case. after i settled my business, i flush...then flush and washed soiled panty with the water...then used that to wipe my arse clean...NO TOILET PAPERS WHAT...what was i suppose to do?

after cleaned moon and hole, discard SWAN PANTY...so now i was without an undies beneath long pants.

next beckoned and called ah chew over and whispered to him to drive me back to bungalow to get quick change...cos tummy really still hadn't cleared everything out yet...chew deserved a kiss from this goon. he understood and sped me all the way back to the bungalow...

upon reaching, i headed straight for the toilet again...and shoosh....shooosh..pooo...puttt puttt..puttt! hopefully everything came out. and i adjourned to the bathroom and cleaned up. powdered my parts. put on new SWAN PANTY...and off with chew i returned to the chinese restaurant to continue supping my tim sum...so kind of them to leave many for me...hahahaha...;9)

....to be cont'd....next visit to the KILLING FIELDS....