this is sibeikang's moke...parking in his house porch....RICH HOR?




tonight was one of those unlucky time for me.
was with sibeikang the whole afternoon doing delivery. need to check out on him about the update of his marriage.
we were at YISHUN and his wifey chinjiagong was there with his kid. she has left him.
he beckoned me to follow him to a childcare centre and there his son was there. the moment this cute clever boy saw us, his eyes lit up..and yelled, "DADDY!...DADDY!!!....UNCLE BOB...UNCLE BOB!!"
he was such a intelligent little chap. he asked the auntie there to bring him to his daddy. it was indeed a touching moment...and also a heart wrenching one for me....
here u have a clever boy...and there the loving father...and they are separated because the wifey just cannot forgive and forget....*sigh*....
after some hugging and kissing, time to go...and the little boy screamed and cried..."I WANT MY DADDY!!!....UNCLE BOB!!...I WANT MY DADDY!!"
i could only tell him, "ok, boy...but u must study now mah hor...good boy!...uncle bob give u a sweet...ok..."......just like his shrewd father, supped my sweet and momentarily quiet. once the sweet inside his mouth...again, "I WANT MY DADDY!!!"....
holding back his own tears, i pulled sibeikang away and left cos if not he would scream again. the auntie had already carried him back to the creche screaming..."I WANT MY DADDY!!".....
...er what has this got to do with the title huh?....


the same night, sbk suddenly called to say he wanted to treat me to 3 flavoured prawns in JB....this sleepy piggy just woke up from his nap...blur blur...and told him OK LOR!...but was suppose to meet him at CLEMENTI MRT ...he would pick me up from there...in HALF an hour time...
shit!!...zoom to a quick wash up. changed. and the stereo of mamalee started....blah..blah..blah...blah...in my frenzy to get out of the house before i went crazy from the stereo or suffered a sudden heart attack, i forgot the passport which left on the table...THANKS MUM!!...ur stereos was super!...if it din kill me...it sure made me suffer HELL!
there, sbk came in his latest MOKE collection...a light green one. he got a red...a orange..and this light green one is his latest collection...rich hor?
off we went...the attention of the road. everyone just couldn't turn to look at this wacky vehicle which was simply a body with no top...no roof...no doors...no NOTHING!
just a rectangle with 4 wheels!
soon we were at sgp checkpoint. and the effect of my earlier mamalee's stereo commenced.....FORGOT MY PASSPORT!!!.....HOW HUH???...HOW LEH???...HOW??...HOW???
mati lah!!...sbk was fucking me like anything...and screaming his soprano....and now i got another stereos...beh tahan!!..and woe is me!!........;9(
i pitifully asked the custom girl...quite a chiobu...COULD I JUST GOSTAN...I.E. I GO BACK...and sbk proceed on his trip.
NO!!..CANNOT!!...u think this is ur grandfather's house is it?...in out like nobody's business...THIS IS CHECKPOINT, ok...fat arse! (the last inflammatory remark i scold myself on her behalf....;9)
she instructed sbk to park his moke one side. she would summon an officer to guide us what to do...and no...i COULDN'T U TURN AND WALK BACK...even though i got no passport to endorse....it commenced a night of a new bo liao experience for me....
THE ORDEAL OF CHECKPOINT...when u forgot to bring ur passport....;9(

to be cont'd...