This is for those men who use their hard- earned money to spend on eating China (dolls) buffet and making lewd jokes in front of me like I don’t exist.
This is for those men who denied their wives and children of better, more nutritious food, comfortable home, proper education and all good stuffs fathers ought to provide for the family. They use the money for eating oysters, flown from China, Cambodia, Vietnam and other poorer nations.
This is also for the men who never give money to their old folks, their little brothers and sisters but spend them elsewhere to prove their manhood. (I had stumbled on a Singaporean online forum on where to find the freshest and cheapest products! It is in Peyton.)
Of course, any other categories, I don’t care what they do with their lives ‘cos I am not their grandma.
If some of you still dun geddit, I am talking about prostitutes from China ok? Over here in Malaysia, we have a huge market for them. Viagra-like traditional herbs and pills also are big business. Of course, these are none of my business as an individual. But think as a society, it spells troubled marriages, broken homes, screwed kids and miserable lives.
So, may all the men mentioned above, have their kkcs (male organs) shriveled to the size of my thumb, warts and all and eventually turn green and dropped off like a pickled dill!
(I told you so! I am good with food photography, no? Blame it on my curiousity. I love eating the pickles in McDonald’s quarter- pounder and double-cheeseburger. So, I bought one huge bottle of pickled dills. After eating only one (ewws, they taste horrible), I don’t know what to do with the rest. Any recipe ah?)
Read : Yvy’s very farnie version of green and purple kkc.