so i replied aussieb with a lagi loh sor post......


From:
leetahsar
3-Jan 18:30
To:
aussiebiz
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dear aussieb, i was very touched that u read, my god...600+ posts i ve unwittingly written. initially i thought maybe barely 100, i would have ended...but hell, it just goes on and on...and still going u know. ;9)
seem that we might have been good friends as we like share the same fate...the same kampong childhood. and yes, u were very goon to suffer the pain for climbing the rambutan tree. in my kampong days, many kids fell from rambutan trees with fractured limps. rambutan has the most brittle branches that can snap suddenly. it was a common sight. u had one boy with bandaged right arm...and the next bandaged left...then some worst, fractured legs in crutches. but lucky me, i never fell from tree cos i only climbed my very strong rugged guava tree. she was kind to me and grew many ladder-like branches for me to climb her easily and pluck her really sweet nectary pink guavas. it's quite rare now to find a pink guava. most are the while flesh ones.
i was surprised u been to that guan yin temple in BANSIEWSAN. the temple used to appear lofty and high. after the whole kampong was demolished and developed, the temple like now look so low and a bit unmagnificent then it should be in its past glory.
there is a golden thousand arms/eyes guan yin there. it was already there since pre-war period and had protected the kampong. did u know that it was rumoured when the neigbhouring kampong like HEAP GUAN SAN got bombed like anything during the 2nd world war, my kampong BANSIEWsan didn't even got a bullet flew in.
the villagers said that this kampong was blessed. they saw bombs coming down but half way, they saw er..gods waving a black flag and deterred all the bombs to the next door HEAP GUAN SAN...so they got bombed instead....hahaha...how true, u go find out urself.
my kampong was full of mysteries also. once awhile, a very nasty rumour of pontianak or the orang minyak (black oily man) would really scare the hell out of children from leaving the houses when the sun went down...and hell, i had to poo poo when it was dark. so can u imagine how ur own mind could scare the hell out of urself...hahahaha...
so in my house, there was a small drain. if i scare i just pooed into the drain. the next day, neigbhours would start to complain: who the hell pooed as the shits would flow into their external drain and stink the hell out of them...hahaha....of course, i played innocent and mat bodoh lah...hahaha....
when i was a baby, i was terribly feeble. only bone and skin unlike now with the sparetyre. so feeble my mum was worrying sick for me. in the end, grandmama girl suggested she brought me to the thousand arms/eyes guan yin there to pray.
the fortune-teller there told my mum...pai seh...pls dun flame...that in my past life i was a ...pai seh...again handsome scholar and this life i was like went into the wrong family which explained my health condition. to rectify, he advised my mum to allow me to be adopted by, of all the god - GUAN KONG. this was necessary as being full of sar chi, he would protect me. so in the end, GUAN KONG became my fairy godfather. u wanna to know why the fortune guy chose guan kon g instead of guan yin? well, my birthdate and HIS birthdate are the same day. no joke! surprisingly, after the adoption, my health became like A OK....no more regular sickness...up till today, my mum still mentioned my life since birth was a weird and zany one...hahahaha....
and due to rolanto james bond lee as my devilish horny selfish father....my life up till today was a mental torture. mum included. all the sisters and brother included. and he is still alive and kicking and firing sperm missiles to his HAAYDAI mei mei spider spirits.
today's wednesday. he has got all our "protection" fees and the matland FT tenant's rental yesterday. already booked bus ticket and would be off to his monthly rendevous in Haaydai to donate his sperm and money to feed the cheena spider spirits there....not one mei mei, ok. one whole brood, hor.
i really give in my hat to my horny 70+ and can still mari kita devilish old fuck. the trouble hor, the mei mei spiders there feed him with cheena ginseng for power and extra dose of VIAGRA. whether real or pirate viagra, i dun care. one thing for sure, everytime he returns, his speech would slur and his lips like tilted.
and also one thing for sure, that i keep telling mamalee, that one of this day, he's going to die there. and die there cock standing from pirate viagra overdose. i feel bad but i have to psyche up my mum for THE DAY to come....chui guo chui guo....he would be just like my dead cock standing neighbour lau han koo in my story LAU HAN HOO AND THE SPIDER SPIRITS OF HAAYDAI....my own lau han koo old man might be next in line....sad ;9(
i read ur very very long post and i think i may use it for my blog. none of the forummers responded so serious like u. the worst i got was all the flaming from the well-tadpoles who just can't believe my stories....so like i just, i m really glad u could relate ur own personal life to some of my happening here especially the kampong life i wrote about THE BIRTH OF GOONIE LEETAHSAR.
stay tuned....rolanto james bond lee's romantic wild bloodhound coming soon to this theatre.....