Friday, April 13, 2018

I hate ......

My knuckle-head wife calls me a hater coz of the things I always say.

Ya, in a way it's true.

Let's see if I can get a list going here... (and I may update this from time to time, I wonder how long this list will grow.)

First of all, I am a racist. It's true I cannot lie. But the truth is that I was born in Malaysia and I have been discriminated all my life by the fucking Melayu. So it's kind of hard not to be a racist. But as you will see I hate almost all sorts of people and things so being racist is just a small part of me and it doesn't define me.

And some bleeding heart type of people will say let it go, it hurts you more than the people/things that you hate. I say, bull fucking shit!! Hating is good, gets me up in the morning, puts me in a deep sleep at night.

And I have hateful names for people and things that I hate as well. So those go into the list too.


1) Monkeys = fucking Melayu.

Ya, I don't hate all of them. There's this only little old lady that I buy my nasi lemak from? Ya I don't hate her. Other than that I fucking hate all of them. So if you hate something, best to give it a shitty name.

You say Malaysia is Tanah Melayu and it belongs to you and you want control. So fine.
But after 60 fucking years, you totally fuck up the country and suck it dry and yet you don't want to let go of the control. Let other people to fix the country.

You and your fucking special rights.



I am not saying wholesale handover of the country to other races. But have real and inclusive participation by other races like Chinese and Indians to rule the country. I don't mean the those fucking running dogs like MCA or MIC.

You know what I mean and I don't need to spell it out for you.

See what a pile of shit you have created for the country????

Fucking stupid and selfish Monkeys.

2) I hate fucking Chinese.

Certain type of Chinese. The loud crude fucking kampung Chinese. I mean this is fucking 21st century and you still act like a fucking douchebag?



Your daughter is 5ft away from you at the supermarket, why the fuck must you SHOUT at the top of your lungs to tell her to pick up some eggs? You are a CUNT.

3) Which leads me to the word "CUNT". It's appropriate to apply to a variety of people, male or female.

Women who insist of bring their screaming little piece of shit children to public area like restaurants and airplanes. And then the little shit screech at very high pitch and the fucking mother doesn't even bother to pacify the little shit.



You are a CUNT, no, you are a fucking CUNT!! I will kill your fucking little piece of shit.

Some fucking feminist will come and tell me that she is a poor thing and you don't know how hard motherhood is... yada yada yada, you know what I say to the fucking feminist? Shut the fuck up you CUNT!

(see, that's a very useful and versatile word)

4) So I park my car head in, when I want to move out, I will reverse my car, and some fucking driver who comes from either left or right side of me and will speed up to pass me while I am reversing.

Motherfucker, I know you can see me reversing from far away. Will it kill you to just let me come out first?

Ya I know you will say you have the right of way. Maybe true.

But fuck you and your fucking mother. You both are CUNTS and I hope both of you will be run over by a bus.

5) People you do NOT do what they say they gonna do.

Like my knuckle-head wife. She will says she is gonna bathe the dog like NOW. But 3 days later, the fucking dog is still dirty and smelly. Like WTF??



Then she's got all sorts of excuses why she hasn't done it.

I reserve the special "Cheebai" for this instance.

Ok, that's all for now. I am still rusty. Will get to speed soon.

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

After a long hiatus

* This post was actually written last year but never published but I'm doing it now. *

The last year had been a long rest after deciding to retire.

Returning to Malaysia was an economic decision because I wanted to make sure that I can live with relative comfort with my retirement funds.

Even though I had been coming home to visit regularly over that last 8-9 years, it's not quite the same as living here.

Of course the first thing I noticed was the increase of racial hatred by the Melayu against the Chines "Pendatang"

I was very glad that I attended Bersih 4.0 because I think for the first time, the Melayu get to see that the Chinese are no longer afraid of them. Not like my father and grandfather's generation. In the old days, the fucking Melayu just need to threaten to go amok and our forefathers will back down, basically saying that it's not worth the trouble. 



Bersih 4 pretty much told them that we won't take that shit anymore. I noticed that Bersih 4 was attended by predominantly younger Chinese. So you see, the mindset is different. You can't use the same strategy to intimidate us anymore. Not that they did not try.

As they say, "pehak tertentu" responded by sending their right wing thugs to stage rally and target Petaling Street. With their usual belligerence they called us Cinababi and threatened to spill our blood.

You see the fucking Melayu say they are a peace loving race, but are they? When they perceived threats, did they try to understand why that is? No, they just responded with "shut the fuck up or we will kill you."


The message is very clear from them.

This fucking Tanah Melayu belongs to fucking Melayu INCLUDING Chinatown. We want to step on your head and remind you who is the boss of this country. We let you stay here out of our kindness, it doesn't matter what the constitution says.

The symbolism of their intent is very clear. The red shirts negotiated with the police to allow one of their representative to march through the empty Petaling Street. And why did the police agreed to that? Why did they just fucking shot all the monkeys?



How can any Chinese not be angry?
And look at that chibai face?

But someone came and spoiled their party, and I think both Chinese and fucking Melayu were equally surprised by it.

The Star newspaper filed this report:

KUALA LUMPUR: China is against those who resort to violence to disrupt public order, said the country's ambassador to Malaysia Dr Huang Huikang. 

"The Chinese government opposes terrorism and any form of discrimination against races and any form of extremism,” he told reporters during his visit to Petaling Street on Friday. 

Dr Huang warned that Beijing would not fear voicing out against incidents which threaten the interests of the country, infringe upon the rights of its citizens in doing business, or disrupt the relationship between Malaysia and China.

"We will monitor the situation closely," Dr Huang added.



Dr. Huang's message is clear. You fucking Melayu can't tell the difference between a Chinese from PRC and a local Chinese. If you continue your stupid shit, you might just kill one of ours. And if that happens, I am going to send my aircraft carrier to the Straits of Melaka!


Besides, the PRC just bought a shitload of land from Sultan of Johor and they ain't gonna let some fucking monkey put that investment and other earlier investment into jeopardy.

After that, the Melayu pretty much just went back the the basement of Putrajaya with their tails between their legs.

I don't give a fuck if you accuse PRC in interfering with our domestic policy or not.
On this matter, I don't really give a fuck. Why? 
Why don't you go and ask the fucking red shirts that question?

Cowards are all the same. When they have the superior force, they act righteous and brave.
Against a superior force, guess what is their response?

Anyway this is old news.

More incidents had happened in recent days including the Mufti of Pahang calling upon muslim to kill kafir and a grenade attack against drinking joint. 

They claimed that they are a peaceful race. I think it is increasing difficult to keep up that myth.

Malaysia has changed and not for the better.

and the storm is coming.

P.S. And interestingly, China had kept up it's assertion in the South China Sea and used check book diplomacy to pitch some members of ASEAN against others. This is in fact a significant development. In the next 10-20 years, we need to play our card right and strengthen out trade relationship with PRC. This is the only security that we have against the crazy monkeys.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Work

Just came back from a week of holiday. While on holiday, I only looked at my work email twice and replied to 1-2 emails.

The rest of the time I just resisted to "work", otherwise what is the point of having a holiday, right?

And this holiday really gave me some time to think about how much longer I want to work.

I'm not really that old to retire right now but at the same time I feel I am a bit too old to change job.

But I'm beginning to not enjoy the work that I do now. If I continue in this job, the next 2-3 years are going to be very challenging and totally not fun. Yeah I know, work is not supposed to be fun, but you know what I mean.

I am not ready to retire now and sit at home and do nothing though. My finance is not super great but I can afford not to work.

What should I do?

Hmmmm.



Thursday, October 16, 2014

Food Review: Hong Kong Jin Tien

Hong Kong Jin Tien

It been a while since I did a food review so I guess this is a good time to do another.

I always said that Singapore food is really shitty. That is true in general terms. However, there are some places that are really good that I would go back over and over again.

I have a weakness for roast duck. Even though I am hokkien but I lived in KL for so many years I might as well be considered half cantonese. Actually, I am half hokkien, one quarter cantonese, and one quarter Hakka.

Singapore are full of hokkiens and teo chews. And people from both dialects generally cook shitty food. But not the cantonese, these people are dead serious above their food.

There are quite a lot of Cantonese around the Tiong Bahru area. Further down the road towards Zouk, you will find some shop houses. That's where I found HK Jin Tien.


They are situated opposite Great World City Mall on Zion Road, a couple of doors away from Pepperoni.

When a restaurant's name has got the word "HK" in it, it is safe to say that you will have no problem if you order your food in Cantonese. The old lady ask me what I wanted in Mandarin but I replied in Cantonese. The service level went up a few notches right away. I was like "shee fook sai".

So for those sinkie cocksuckers, please learn a bit of cantonese before you come to this shop.

I ordered roast duck and sausage. If you are a Hong Kong style restaurant and if your roast ducks taste anything less than heavenly, I think you should just go and fucking kill yourself. Because you would be a disgrace to the whole Cantonese community in this world. It is worse, if you're a fucking hokkien in Sinkieland, put a sign board that says "HK something something" and then serve like really shitty roast duck, then you should be raped in your ass with a baseball bat. I fucking kid you not. Lei mah ka lo fa hai.

The two most important parts of roast duck are the breast and the thigh. I ordered the thigh.

Oh, man. It was good!!! Nay, it was mother fucking great. I would have to say it is the SECOND BEST roast duck in the whole of fucking Singapore. and yes, I have tried A LOT of them.

I will not tell you where you can find the BEST roast duck in the whole Singapore. Then every weekend I will have to queue behind some stupid sinkie cocksuckers before I get to my favorite roast duck thigh.

The skin was thin and light. There was just a nice layer of fat below the skin. Not too fat and it was not dry. I fucking hate roast duck skin that is dry. That means you kung fu is not good enough that you allowed the skin to go dry.

The thigh meat was soft and succulent. The taste just exploads in your mouth. This comes from pure skill. You can't fucking produce this if you are not a fucking sifu!!!

Don't eat so much of the rice. Ideally, you shoul finish at least 3/4 of the thigh before you even start eating the rice.



I took this picture with my iPhone so it really doesn't do it justice. [The ironlady cocksucker blogger can suck my dick and call me daddy. Chao Hai. What kind of shitty name is that? Is he a fucking tranny?]

Anyway, the sausage on the other hand was just alright.  A bit too dry but still tasty.

The lady owner sat down at my table and we started talking. Why? Because I am handsome, you cocksucker.

Apparently, they just opened at this location. They used to be at the TB Wet market for many years.

I took the opportunity to ask her something that I couldn't explain since I came to Singapore.

Why is it that you can find lots of roast duck but you can't find roast goose??

I wanted to know because there's this one restaurant in KL (Somewhere in Pudu, but parking is so tight that it is like fucking a duck in the ass, without lubes... that's how fucking bad the the parking situation] that serves both. And it is a real treat to have both in the same meal. I can't explain it, you got to try it and figure out for yourselve.

Anyway, she explained to me that sinkie cocksuckers don't know how to raise goose. In fact, I believe if you ask any sinkie on the street if they have ever seen a real goose, maybe one in 2 million would say yes. This is how fucked up sinkies are. And they still fucking think they are a jem compared to Malaysian? Go figure right?

She told me that the goose you can find in Sinkieland is only as big as a duck. And that's not going to work because you need a good size goose to make a nice roast goose.

Those that are big enough come from, you guessed it, MALAYSIA. So, sinkie cocksuckers can kiss my ass.

Also, she said the goose from Malaysia is so expensive that it is almost the same price as a suckling pig. So no one, particularly cheapskate sinkies, would pay that kind of price for roast goose no matter how tasty it is.

The price at this place is not cheap though. I had duck thigh + sausage with barley ice and the bill came up to S$13.80.


I will be back. That's for sure.