Twisted Thoughts : To refuse A Wish

May is a very beautiful girl and loved by everyone. She was a very hardworking girl and her exam results were very good and this made her parents very proud of her. Of course, she had many suitors which she found no interest in them at all. After many years, she had graduated from her university and had became a doctor. Her parents had been even proud of her than ever. One can say her life was perfect.

One evening after dinner, her mother walked into her room. "Dear, your father and I will be going for a visit to an old uncle very far away", said her mother. She smiled at her mother and told them to have a great trip. However, her mother then told her that their trip will not be short and she will be alone for a very long time. "Why, mother?", she asked. "For we have to do one thing that it is now due and we need to fulfill it", answered her mother gently to her daughter. "You are now big enough", she continued. "Then I shall miss you very much, mother", her daughter held her mother's hand. "But why you and papa have to stay so long?", the daughter asked her mother. "One day you shall know", said her mother. Her mother was nearly as tearful as the other night when her husband told her that it was time to fulfill their deeds.

Her parents had left very early in the morning. When she woke up, she found a note by her pillow. The note read that she should be careful whenever the clock strikes seven in the evening and she should not accept anything from any man. That was all the note were written by her parents. She kept wondering what her parents had tried to tell her. She went to work as usual, meet all her patients, had her lunch and went home after work. As correct as the note her parents wrote, someone knocked at her door at seven o'clock evening. She went to answer the door. "Good evening, doctor", the man greeted her. "I am here to grant you one wish. Any wish. However, there's one condition to that wish", the man gave her a wide grin. "When you achieve that wish, you must give me the first thing you see when you wake up the next morning", said the man. Adhering to her parent's advice, she said no and told the man to go off. "Very well", the man left.

The next morning, she went to work like usual and came home after work. At seven o'clock again, there was a knock on the door. She went to answer the door and found the man again on her door step. "Good evening", greeted the man. "I am here to grant you a wish", again the man propose his offer to her. "However, there's a condition that you must give me the first thing you see when you wake the next morning", the man give her an even bigger grin this time. Again, she said no to him and told him not to come again. "Very well", the man left.

The very next day, she went to work like usual then came home after work. At seven o'clock again, there was a knock on the door. The man had returned to her house again. "Hello there", the man called from outside. "I am here to give you a wish", the man repeated his offer again. This time, she had became so frightened she called the police. "I'd called the police!", she begged the man to go away. The man laughed so hard that it shook the house. "You think you can run away", said the man. "Your parents had been so eager to have a baby last time", the man began to snarl then a loud laugh again. "Your parents wished for you", the man laughed again. "And you must do the same again like them", the man told her. "No, it's not true!", the girl cried. It had became so quiet and the girl had no idea if the man was still there. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "Hello, we are the police. Open the door", the police had arrived. She ran to the door and open it. Behold, the man was still standing behind the two officers. She screamed and fainted.

When she woke up, she was already in the hospital. Her doctor had told her that she had fainted at her doorstep in front of the policemen. Later in the afternoon, the two policemen came to see her. "Miss, may I know what had happen?", he asked her. "Didn't you see a man standing in front of my door?", she asked them. Both of the policemen seemed surprise and told her there was no man standing at her door. She told them there was a man there. For in fact, that person was a devil who had made a deal with her parents many years ago. Her parents had wanted a child for a long time and they would give anything to have one baby. Unfortunately, the devil was passing by and overheard the parent's wish and so decided to make an evil deal with them. Her parents had now gone because both see each other in the morning the first thing when both opened their eyes. They had been strong enough to ward off the devil from taking them away before they could see their daughter grew up.

That night at seven evening, the devil appear in front of her bed and give her the most wicked smile ever. She yelled at him and told him to go away for she had no deals to offer and no wish she wanted. "Yes", the devil gave a long slur and told her every human has a desire. "Everyone has a desire. Tell me, what you desire most?", the devil now bend over her and looked into her eyes. He saw her parents. "Your eyes betrayed you, my dear", the devil laughed. "Tell me, you desire your parents and I shall grant them", the devil was now dancing happily in front of her. "Tell me", the devil repeated. She screamed at the devil again to leave her. She still remember her parents advice to never say yes to any man who offer her anything. When the clock struck eight the devil had dissappeared from her room. She was now soaking with sweat and fear.

The next morning, she was fine enough and her doctors had her discharge from the hospital and returned home. The moment she entered her house, the feeling was no longer the same. She could sense the difference in the house. The feeling as though someone had entered into it and give it a different smell. Again that night at seven evening, the devil came knocking on her door again. He waited outside for her to come to him. He waited and waited and still there was no one to open the door. He knocked again. Only silent greeted him. At eight evening, the devil left. The girl who used to stay there at the house had left already. She no longer stay at the same house anymore. Yet, everyday without fail, at seven evening, the devil will come knocking on the door and bemoans the girl to come open the door so he could offer her a wish. Many occupants had come and go as they complained someone came knocking and created a lot of nuisance exactly at that said hour. I am not sure what happen to that house. Some said it was moved away or it had been demolished for newer housing development.

Author : Just pure fiction and not related to any person or event.

williamwilstroth... knock... knock...

Happy New Year 2010

Year 2010 in another 3 days and I am still stuck at one previous entry which I have yet to publish it due to current editing to the story. Yes another Twisted Thoughts story. 2010 marks another decade past before our eyes. What have you done for this year?

01. Had a tremendous busy working year.

02. My wife not much difference except my late mother in law had passed away.

03. I have yet to make any official wedding honeymoon trip. Next year, I will need to fulfill this requirement.

04. I gotten myself a new car.

What's for next year in a few days to come?

01. To continue working hard and finish as  many projects as possible.

02. My wife and me to a far away land for our honeymoon wedding.

03. Save as much money as possible.

04. Save as much money as possible.

05. Save as much money as possible.

06. Save as much money as possible.

07. Save as much money as possible.

08. Save as much money as possible.

09. Hoping for a higher pay raise and a a fatter bonus.

10. Save as much money as possible.

11. Save as much money as possible.

12. Save as much money as possible.

13. Save as much money as possible.

14. Treat all my loved ones as dear as possible.

15. Save as much money as possible.

16. Save as much money as possible.

17. Save as much money as possible.

18. Probably, I get myself and my wife - Iphones!

19. Save as much money as possible.

20. Save as much money as possible.

21. Save as much money as possible.

And lastly, Happy New Year 2010!

williamwilstroth... Happy New Year 2010!

Twisted Thoughts : Die and Live no Pain

Back in time in outer space, a team of space marines had been assigned to rescue a certain prominent scientist. Although they had had a hard time locating the scientist but they finally found him in a deserted laboratory. He had sustained injuries heavily during his escaping from his expedition in the planet that he had been researching for many moons. He held something precious in his arms and told the captain that it must reach the mothership no matter at any cost. The package was slightly bigger than any usual briefcase but the casing was so hard as though nothing could break it. "Captain, quick! We don't have much time", the captain's marine reported that a herd of aliens were fast approaching them. "Okay, doctor, you need to run! Can you?", as the captain held his arms to lift him up. "No, Captain, leave me here, I can't", the doctor had no more energy left and his injuries had badly done him. "Remember, it must reach the ship", that was his last words while he pushed the black case into the captain's arms.

The marines had ran as fast as they could with the black package in their hands back to their defending bunkers. These bunkers had been deployed as their safety exit before their dropships returned to retrieve them. "Blue 1! Blue 1! The baby has arrived! We are ready to go!", the reconnaisance corporal yelled into his portal communication device, for immediate extraction, as he entered the second bunker. "Alright, baby, coming up, in 10 minutes!", the first pilot immediately made the response. The two dropships had been hiding at a nearby distance so no enemy aliens can detect their presence. A cloaking device had camouflaged these ships. This technology was only made available to all air ships so they could fly in and fly out of enemies zone. First pilot Renee Stewarts had been anticipating for such type of missions since her graduation from the spaceflight academy. Now, these two blue dropships ermerged from their camouflage and flew at top speed to retrieve the marines.

"Alright men! hold this bunker, we are getting out in 10!", the recon corporal yelled at the top of his lungs, cocked his rifle to get ready for the incoming aliens. No sooner than one second, his comrades had began firing away at the approaching enemies. "Black 18, Black 18, prepare for nuclear attack", someone unknown had messaged them through the recon's portable communication device. The message had came in the right time. The team was glad that someone will be shooting a nuclear missile on their enemy. However, their captain had no idea who was that and he had received no further objective from their battlecruiser that there will be a nuclear attack. "Find out who is that and man your post, men!", his instruction had brought his men back to focus and the aliens are coming nearer each seconds. Within two seconds, a bright light appeared above the holding bunkers. Though dropped slowly but the explosion had been fast. The explosion, within it's radius, had sufficiently terminated the first herd of the attacking aliens. "Fire away, boys!", the Captain aimed and fired at their second group of attackers. The second herd of aliens had reached the two bunkers within seconds. The attacking herd had became mad and were spitting ballistic acid towards the bunker. These two bunkers had to fight to defend themselves until their dropships come to take them back. Another five minutes, Renee will be reaching the extraction point. "I am coming, baby!", she kept telling herself. Hopefully those two bunkers are still standing when I arrived as she flew her ship towards them.

The first front bunker had began to crumble under the continuous acid attack from the aliens. In the bunker, it smelled heavily of acid burnt and the stench had not deter the team from losing this battle. Unfortunately their ammunitions had began to go low. The aliens were not retreating and they were determined to get into the bunkers. "Lieutenant, we are coming low! Low!", yelled one of the marines to young Ambrose Mika. "Switch to burners!", the marines had their rifles' ammunitions switched and begun torching their attackers. The second bunker suffered no less than their other team in the first bunker. "Switch to U-18 and burners", the captain had instructed his team with his index fingers and thumb showing the U. "Contact the dropship again!". The first bunker had began to crack under the alien's acid. "Hold it, men!", the lieutenant had begun to pray for the coming fast of those dropships. "Lieutenant, breach! breach!", the attacking aliens finally managed to creep into the bunker and begin its killing second team of Black 18. In the second bunker, they could hear their comrade's screams. The last sound of bullets being fired out from the first fallen bunker had indicated everyone in there were dead. "In the name of Jose," half of his team were killed in this rescue mission. The last man in the first bunker took his last stand, cocked his handgun, and released off the burner's tank so the gas filled the whole bunker. The gas fume had no longer bothered him anymore like his training in the Academy. It had smelled heaven now for the marine. "Die and live no pain", that was the marines' motto and he smiled at the thought of it. "For the love of my wife, Shereen!", and he pulled the trigger. That moment, the whole bunker was engulf in blue flame, sucked everything in and finally blew everything out. The explosion had took away everything in the bunker with it.

A big boom was the last sound that came from the first bunker. Then, it came crashing down like a sand castle being washed away by the wave. There were still some remaining alien attackers and had turned their focus to the second bunker. "10 seconds, guys, I am coming!", the recon's portable communication device radioed out to them. "Come quick!", the recon personnel had responded to the mouth piece. The second bunker had begun to rattle under the heavy acidic attack from the aliens. "We are falling Captain!", yelled one of the marines. Some of them had succumbed to acid injuries and died. He had been holding his rifle and torching his attacher for almost 10 minutes and it had looked like a very long time. At least he had thought the bunker is still standing and not yet the necessity to put an end to everything. However, his fear of dying in an unknown and desolated planet were becoming nearer and nearer. He wished the dropships had arrived to bring him and his remaining team away. Alas! Dropships had arrived in time to the remaining standing bunker. "Oh god", cried Renee as she pulled her dropship directly below the bunker.

"Fire away, gunners!", Renee ordered her gunners to start shooting those creatures. The heavy firepower from her dropship had force the attackers to retreat to a few distance. Unfortunately, the bunker had cracked at one side of its wall and one creature had entered through the crack. The marines were terrified and had began shooting at it. It forced the alien to back up a bit but it was still determine to move further. Renee turned her dropship around and her gunners spray bullets at it. It ran away unhurt. "Up! Up! Boys! We are going home", she had let down her bay doors for the marines' extraction. The marines ran up into dropship's belly. "Go! Go!", the captain had yelled to his boys. When the last marine had safely entered the dropship, the bunker crumbled like the first bunker. The two dropships turned around and flew up and make their returning trip to the battlecruiser.

Meanwhile, commanders in the battlecruiser which was orbitting outside planet, received good news of the Black 18 success mission. "Now we have the package", Alexei nodded to the Chief Commanding Officer. "We will start the Human Next project", the CCO grinned back at him.

williamwilstroth... fire away... fire away....

A day's in William's life... on Saturday...

07:30 AM - Woke up, brushed my teeth and washed my cibai face, then prepared my cleaning kits and went down to wash away that cibai bird shit. That cibai bird dropped it on my PG2's front grill. Kanineh...

07:50 AM - Waited at the sucky lift, that is forever sucks, to go down to PG2. I forgot to mention that my condom's condo's lift always had those mysterious white stains on the wall. Its' gross to imagine what kind of residents are living in Midlands. Kanasai!

07:56 AM - Walked to PG2, put down my pail of water, and kits down. Did some inspection and went about cleaning and did a bit of waxing the body and tyres.

08:25 AM - After nearly half an hour, PG2 is sparkling clean enough to pass showroom's quality. Packed everything and went back up.

08:30 AM - Went into the room, kissed Mrs William to wake up. "Where did you go?", she murmured. I winked at her, "exercise, dear".

09:00 AM - Farking Facebooking, Twittering and blog surfing...

11:30 AM - Time to go eat.

13:00 PM - Sleep...

Darn... I have nothing to say...

williamwilstroth... I have nothing to say...

Twisted Thoughts : The angry boy...

James was a twelve year old boy and he was the only child in the family. His parents adore him very much. However, James was a spoilt kid and he would throw tantrum if he does not get what he wanted. He would screamed and yelled at everyone. He was such a spoilt kid that no other children would want to play with him. One day, a teacher brought with her a new boy. The teacher told everyone, "Hi class, I want you all to meet Dave. He will be your new friend."

The teacher assigned Dave to a table next to James. Dave was as tall as James. He had more freckles than James. His hair was darker than James. However, Dave wore an eye glasses. In contrast to James nasty spoilt behavoir, Dave made friends with everyone in the class and even with kids from other classes. Soon Dave was so popular in the school that he was made the head of school prefect. Dave would tell James to be more friendly and perhaps other kids would talk to him soon. Burning inside James, he had been angried with Dave and had at times felt like punching him in the face. However, he had always stay quiet and made no response to Dave. One day before the school closed for Christmas, Dave had invited James to his house for a Christmas party. No other children had dare to invite James for he would always spoilt their party. So they had stopped inviting James.

When Dave told other kids that he had invited James over to his party, they frowned at his suggestion. "No! Not James! Why?", one kid got scared and told him that it is not good to invite James over to the party. "Oh, he is a nice boy", Dave would tell them and made sure to them that James will behave and be friendly to everyone. Come that Christmas day, James had went to Dave's place. It was a big place with maids and butlers running around everywhere busily for the party. Dave's parents was involved in politics for the country. "Oh you are here, come in James!", Dave welcome James into his mansion. "Hey everyone, here is James!", everyone quieten down and some stopped at whatever their were doing. Upon seeing this, James's heart felt crushed and sad that all his friends had seriously not approved of his appearance in Dave's party. James took one step backward and left without saying a word. "Hey James don't go, will you?", Dave ran after James. "I am not like you, Dave!", James said angrily. "Go back to your party, I don't like you too!", James slammed the door and ran as fast as he could back to his house. While he was running, he suddenly felt his whole world twisted, he became dizzy and fell unconscious onto the ground.

When he woke up, there were tubes and machines every where in the room. The roow was very white. Dave was sitting beside him. "James, you fell unconscious, you know", Dave told him. "What happen?", James's head was still spinning a bit due to the medication that was flowing in from the needle attach to his hands. "I have no idea but your parents and my parents is outside speaking to the doctor", Dave explained to James. He laid there and suddenly he could heard someone wailing loudly out of the room. Some one was crying and shouting as if something bad had happened. "James, is this the first time you fell unconscious?", Dave asked his friend. "Yes", James trying to swallow his saliva.

Then Dave's parent walked in and patted James's hand, "You will be alright, don't worry". Dave's father then took Dave out of the room. From his bed he heard some soft conversation like "I am sorry Mr Hartnett", "Take good care, he is a strong boy" and some sobbing. Finally, the conversation had died down. Dave and his parents had left. The room was now as silent as before Dave had left. The only sound that filled the room was the machines and drips that attached to his hand and body. He could hear his father's voice, "Come on darling, let's go inside to see James". His mother was sobbing and  murmuring, "He is too young and", before she could continue Mr Hartnett had stopped his wife. "Don't worry, darling", James father had assured her. The door open and Mr Hartnett came in first followed by his mother. "How are you son?", asked Mr Hartnett. James nodded his head. His mother looked devastated and barely able to look straight into his son's eyes. She was still sobbing. "What happened, Ma?", James asked her. "It's okay, honey", she wiped her eyes with her pink handerchief. Mrs Hartnett just kept quiet and smiled to her son.

The doctor then came in to check on James and as well as to tell him what was happening to him. "How are you, James?", asked the doctor. "I am fine", nodded James. "You will need to stay in the hospital for a while, James because you have a weak heart, " the doctor stop so that James able to understand what he told him. James looked to his parents. His mother was in his father clutches and sobbing too. "Now, you should not exert yourself too much. You were running yesterday and you fainted, do you remember?", he asked James. James nodded again. "I will help but you must follow my advice to take your medicine so you will be strong and healthy, can you do that?", asked the doctor again. James nodded again. "Good boy", the doctor patted his young patient's head. Before leaving, the doctor turned to the parents and said a few words that he will see them again tomorrow.

The next day, Dave came by to see his friend. "Hi James, how are you?", he put out his favorite toy and a chocolate bar on his bed. "My doctor says I have a weak heart", Dave shook his head as though he had no inkling what his friend on the bed was saying. "Can you go to school again?" Dave asked him. "I am not sure," James partially shook his head. "You know, I am quite lonely without you at your desk", Dave told him. James can only smile. "Dave, I am sorry if I'd ruined your party the other day", James said slowly. Dave held his hands and made sure that his friend was forgiven. They had spent nearly two hours just talking about school subjects and friend who had enquired about him. The other evening, his parents would visit him. As days goes by, James situation had became worsen and Dave had continually came to visit him. At each visit, Dave will bring a friend to visit him. Soon, everyone had visited James.

One day, James had become too exhaustive and too tired to open his eyes. He was struggling. His parent were tormented than ever before. His mother looked so lost and his father was deep in thoughts by the window. The doctor had tried his best to help James and make him feel more comfortable. As usual, Dave came by to visit James. "Dave, you had been a very good friend", and Dave had told him it was alright and he should get better so they could go to the playground. "I will", and that was the last time Dave heard from his friends again.

Editor : Another Twisted Thought series and this story has no relations to any person or anyone living or dead. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only

williamwilstroth... Dave and James

Twisted Thoughts : Ah Kiang and Ah Tang

Ah Kian was a very young man when he was still practicing law in a firm situated in the central business district in Kuala Lumpur. He had had his time enjoying his life to the maximum. The daily night out for drinks and the accompany of different ladies. His companion for the night had included some of his own female colleagues. One night stand was his common adventure in many bars and clubs around Kuala Lumpur. Not only that, he was the envious of his colleagues in the corporate ladder. His boss would say, "Make it one more good closing, I'll make you a partner of this firm" every time he won a case. He was more than delight to hear this praise and encouragement. He had worked hard and played hard. Life was ahead of him!

One night, he was lying down on his sofa in a very expensive condominium and he got a call from his old friend. "Ah Kiang, how are you?", asked the caller. He shrugged and replied, "As usual Ah Tang, how about you? Got any kang tao?", he laughed and trying to maintain his composure. The other side of the caller laughed too albeit a bit eerily, "Pretty much the same". The caller stopped laughing as though the line had went dead that moment. The conversation had become serious. "You got to come down to Johor to visit me, I'd got this cun babe and I told her about you!", Ah Tang said. "Oh really", he sounded disbelief at his friend who actually got him a girl. "Do tell me about it, you sick bastard", he asked quizzically at his old friend. "Ok, she's a nice girl, good body, sweet voice and very sexy too, dude!", Ah Tang was getting excited telling his friend. Ah Tang continued, "Come down next weekend lar, I introduce you to her. You won't be dissappointed!", Both of them chatted for a few minutes before Ah Kiang bid goodbye to him. "I will call you again next Friday", the line went dead with click. 

After each call from Ah Tang, Ah Kiang will start shivering and prayed hard, he would hold the cross or just read from the bible. "I am so sorry Ah Tang, I didn't know it would happen", he would cry and cried until he passed out. Tomorrow morning, he would work hard as usual and partied hard through the night. Ah Tang would call him again the next Friday. This went on to become a routine since Ah Tang had passed away at one night during one of his many visit to Johor. As you see, Ah Tang was his good friend who would share his girlfriends with his old buddy Ah Kiang. They would take turns to drug the girls and taking turns to have fun themselves. One night their escapade turned awry and the girl they were having fun died because of drug overdose which they had forcefully fed her and held her captive for the weekend. Ah Tang and Ah Kiang fought over each other for the death of the girl.  Their intentions had been for fun only. Unfortunately, in a heated argument, Ah Kiang furiously tood a pen knife and stabbed Ah Tang to death.

Ah Kiang made Ah Tang and the girl's death like an accident and had a rough time explaining to the police and his family as to how and why the incident happened. It was a horrible month that had happened to Ah Kiang. For fear of police of arresting him for the murder, he had to lie to many friends, colleagues and family that Ah Tang and the girl committed suicide because of bad debts with Ah Longs. The drugs that the police found in the deceased's body, Ah Kiang lied that they used it to relief their stress. So Ah Kiang had successfully gotten off the blame from the whole horrible incident.

Now, every Friday, the ghost of Ah Tang will continuously call Ah Kiang and asked him to join him like their usual escapade. Meanwhile the dead girl's spirit will always follow him whenever he visit any pub and club. The girl will possess those girls he brought home and she will force him to drug himself. Not only the ghost force Ah Kiang to do drugs but he had gotten hooked onto it. Such was the story of Ah Kiang who had live his life to the fullest and every moment he was haunted by his friend and the drugged girl. Ah Kiang's life is not as what his boss and his colleagues think highly off.

For over 30 years, Ah Kiang had endure the hauntings of his old friend and the dead girl. He had remember when he handed his resignation letter to his boss after his finish final case for the firm. "Ah Kiang, why do you have to resign lar?", his resignation shocked his boss. "Boss, I'd had my struggle and my happiest time working for you and I need to go somewhere, " Ah Kiang told his boss with a very exhaustive look. "Look Ah Kiang, you are the best lawyer in my firm and I am not happy about you leaving, what is the problem actually? Am I not treating rightly?", his boss asked him. "No boss, I need to find my inner peace", Ah Kiang said. "I can increase your salary, give you a bigger room and you can even hire another secretary, how about a sexytary?, his boss said humourously to him hopefully to change Ah Kiang's mind. His boss knew of his adventures but had closed one eye as long as Ah Kiang was helping him pouring money into the company's account. "Look Ah Kiang, I know everyone's had their own problem but is there anything I can do so you will not leave?", the boss told Ah Kiang. "No, I am leaving. In this three months I will handover my what ever yet to start to Ah Joe, he is a very capable person. I'd teach him enough to know what he needs to do, " Ah Kiang stood up and shook his boss hands and went out.

"Tomorrow I will be a monk, " he spoke silently to himself. He glanced around the office. He will miss his colleagues especially the girls. He will miss Kuala Lumpur. He will miss its beautiful night life.

Editor : Another Twisted Thought series and this story has no relations to any person or anyone living or dead. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

williamwilstroth... Ah Kiang, Ah Tang and the drugged girl...

Coca Cola and Meguiar's...

Had a good morning yesterday by starting my day with a good breakfast. I had two sausages and scrambled eggs. Served with some baked beans. Then I drowned those with a glass of nice warm water. Read the newspaper and then went down to have my car washed, vacuumed and waxed to sparkling clean. After that rest beside the car and looked at it. Just that I noticed I need something more powerful to make it more shiny.

Then I went up to have a bath, kissed my wife, and told her that I am going next to One Stop for a look around on some good wax and cleaning solution.

Mrs William : Since you are going to One Stop... do get me a bottle of Cola... ok, dear?

Mr William : Drink water lar... drink so much Cola no good...

Mrs William : ** Pout her lips and looked at me **...

Mr William : Ok ok...

At One Stop, I went to second floor and looked at the shop I bought my first car towel and subsequently a few more. There I looked around the shop for some waxing solution. I only found one Meguiar's product. Most of it are Production's Car solution. Production's Car is another competitor of Meguiar's product. Anyway, I wanted to try Meguiar's.

Then at third floor, I found this store that sells most of Meguiar's product. All of its range and the owner even thought me how I should take care of my car.

Mr William : But my car is new...

Owner : Ok, fine... new car or old car... as beginner you should know that oxidation take place even when new cars are already park outside the factory before even send to customers. So you must buy a claybar, detailer and before waxing your car.... but most important is that you need a Clay Bar...

Mr William : Okay...  how do I know if my car has oxidation?

Owner : Good... to detect that... you use your palm... swipe over your car... you will feel its smooth right?

Mr William : uh hmmm...

Owner : Now... if you wrap a plastic over your palm... like this... ** showing a plastic wrapper over his palm **... then swipe again... you will definitely notice the difference... surface is like pimples... and that is oxidation... so that's why you need a Clay Bar to remove it... remember... you don't protect it... just removed it... oxidation will happen... Clay Bar just remove it...

Mr William : Ooooooh...

Owner : Oxidation happens gradually and faster... and it gets worse if you always park under sun...

Mr William : yes yes... I park under the sun... every day...

Owner : Okay, nevermind... now you know... you just purchased this Meguiar's Ultimate Quik Wax and its Dry Towel first... then you go back try out first...

Mr William : Okay... I go back and try... then I come back to get the Clay Bar... ** returned home happily **... Hehehehe...

Returned home to admire the product and updated my Facebook,

Mrs William : Honey, honey... you are back?

Mr William : Yes... yes... I am in the living room... Hehehehe...

Mrs William : Did you get my Coca-Cola?

Mr William : oO.. ** Gulp **... oops... oh shiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttttttt...

williamwilstroth... Coca Cola and Meguiar's...

My New Honda City's first 1000 KM service

The other week I had my left passenger's door fixed for its dent and chipped paint. It was a sad day for me but it was fixed the following day by a workshop next to Kah Motor Service Centre at Sungai Pinang. The repair was well done! Last 3 days, I'd just sent my City to its first service. Free!

9:00 AM - Prepared myself for the first service. Dressed up in a black T-shirt and a blue jeans and headed off to Kah Motor.

9: 25 AM - Reached Kah Motor Service Centre and had the slightest idea where to park my car. The location was small and had many cars parked along the road. The lane beside the service centre was very narrow. I had to double park (editor : don't wory, I don't do that at all) and went in to check out where their customers park their car to service. One skinny Malay old man with white moustache and a Chinese mechanic told me that I can park at this green slot. So I had to reverse and drove into the centre. Okay, that was done.

9:35 AM - Walked into the service reception area, greeted by a Chinese lady and I told her that my appointment was now. She had my car number ticked off and told me to proceed to another counter to have my particulars entered into their system. Sat behind the registration counter, a Malay guy attended to my  registration. He took my red Honda service booklet, looked throught and registered accordingly in the booklet and asked if there is problem with my new car. I told him that driver side's wing mirror's lining had one spot melted off. So he went out to check it. Oh, it was just some glue from the factory that had gone off. He told me nothing serious and not to worry about it. So he cleaned out the wing mirror for me. ;)

9:40 AM - After that, he told me to wait at customer lounge while the car will be inspected by a Honda mechanic. So I headed towards their Customer Lounge. There are coffee machine, a water dispenser and on one table stood a nice set of china to serve tea for customers around the corner. I wonder who will be using those sets of china to serve tea? Perhaps, potential customers gets to have a sip of tea while disccusing the price over a Civic or Accord. On second thought, old and fat potential customers like those Chinese towkays! Hehehe...

9:45 AM - A young girl dressed like going to club walked in with a large lookalike LV bag, wore a black sun glasses, a fairly beige sandals and held an Iphone. Furthermore, she had black colored finger nails and had flowery stickers on her toe nails. Take a guess, she drove a Honda Accord! She must be someone else's filthy rich man's daughter. She sat in front of me before her turn to register her car for servicing. She smells heavy of perfume too! Then came another man dressed very smartly, one hand held a phone, sun glasses on top and walked in talking to his bluetooth earphone. Must be a businessman. The young girl had finished her registration, now walked around before deciding to sit two seats to my left.

10:00 AM - She kept playing with her Iphone and once in a while heads up to look around or stared next to a huge mirror to make her hair. Then a few minutes went by, she crossed her legs and I can tell you, she attracted alot of attention, who came in to the service centre. Mechanics, service agents and sales agents turned their heads too. After a while, her Iphone rang, answered, looked out and waved to someone behind me. Thereafter, she left the service centre. My day just grew bored with the young girl gone. (Psst.. don't tell Mrs William!)

10:15 AM - Bored less I thought no more when one auntie (tai tai) walked in to have her car service. She had her hair permed and colored light brown. Gold rings all over her fingers and had a flashy handbag. Walked with click-clacking sound emitted from her medium heels shoe. She spoke with mix Hokkien and Malay to Honda service agents. The Malay guy kept nodding his head (oh yes, the whole island knows Hokkien except me!). Followed behind her, one tall Chinese guy dressed with a fairly shiny white low collared shirt and a black slacks. Not to mentioned his very glossy black leather shoe that I kept wondering what brand of shoe polisher he used to keep that shining continuously. Under his left arm, a huge leather black purse like those Ah Longs used to keep their big wad of cash, held tightly underneath it. Moreover, he had the similar action with the first Chinese man I saw earlier talking to his phone. Oh, he had a big gold ring too! So, all Honda car owners are very filthy rich and classy people?! In contrast to them, I think my image is very modest. Perhaps, too modest!

10:20 AM - A father and son walked in (which, several days later, I saw him again in Penang airport, that's another story) and had the service agent to repeatedly told the father to be seated before being served after he had finished with another Chinese uncle. The Chinese uncle despite driving a Civic he wore casually differently from others I had observed earlier. Around this time, an old uncle dressed in white and grey pants walked in and started to make his tie. I think this is supervisory sales person because he ordered his henchmen (sales agents) to get things prepared for the day. One fat sales agent went to prepare the set of china for tea. So this set of china is prepared by Honda sales agent!

10: 25 AM - I saw my car drove to the front of the service centre. Alright, they had finally finished checking my car. The auntie (tai tai) suddenly went up to the counter and asked if her car is ready. The Malay service agent told her to wait as it is not ready yet. She went back mumbling something in Hokkien. No idea what she said. I waited for another 10 minutes and there was still no sign of me getting my car keys. I asked the same Malay guy and was told my car key is still under inspection. My car key needs to be inspected?!

10:35 AM - Finally, another Malay guy came out, holding a few documents and a car key. Yes, that is my car key! I recognized it because it has an SAP key holder attached to it. Hehehe... I proceeded to the cashier to sign off. No free gifts for my first service? Hmmm... Yes Eric, I did not get any free gifts from Kah Motor Honda Service Centre.

10:40 AM - Checked around my car for scratches as Eric had told me that my car will have some fine scratches after first service. I found none and got in and drove towards Penang's Main Post Office to get my Public Bank Loan Agreement for this car. Had a tough time finding an available parking near the Jetty and surrounding the Post Office. I had to drove over two rounds before finding one near the Swettenham's entrance and RAN towards the post office. I ran because I did not put coins into the meter! ;P

11:00 AM - I got my package! It was still early so I drove towards home to have lunch before returning back to office.

One thing I learned from my encounter in Honda Service Centre is to dress with style to drive your Honda City.

By the way, if one is going home early for lunch, please, please, please call up your wife first and check if she is still at home. This is because you might need to tapao lunch for her too. I didn't do that and got caught with one pack of chap fan in hand entering my condo! Sob... sob... sob...

williamwilstroth... dress with style please...

Sad Sad Sad Day for my car...

Yesterday had been a hell raising and blood curdling situation because my office tag had broken down and utlimately, some asshole decided to dent my new car with a tiny hole the size of your last little finger. That's the ultimatum that really make my day bad! With exhaustiveness excerted from my tension  job plus this kind of unwanted event, i could not bare it anymore. I took second half day, dashed home to wax off that puny little dent that aching my heart.

After I wax... that dent is still there...

Had a really mixy feeling yesterday. I could not even close my eyes to rest and my Friday sleep was barely restful. I am disheartened to think that people would do such nasty thing to other people's car. I doubt my dent is the result of being hit by another car door. Apart from that, I suspected that there might be someone in my workplace did that dent. If you look at it, that dent looks more like intentionally made it there.

This morning, I'd just sent it to a recommended workshop to mend that dent and repaint it. Hopefully, it is fix as good as new. Oh gosh, this car is only 3 weeks old! I am sad that this kind of thing happen. Anyway, the dent is made, I hope that person is happy now that he has fulfilled his gratification intentionally or unintentionally made that hole.

Damn you, whoever that made that dent there!

williamwilstroth... sad sad sad day...

I want to sleep... lazy...

Yesterday marked the last day of Nine Emperors Festival which is celebrated by the Chinese in Malaysia. For this period of 9 days, the Chinese will only have vegetarian dishes and go to the temple to give prayers and make offerings to the Nine gods. As a result, certain stalls that I usually frequent to tapao for dinner were closed during these 9 days. Yet, it is still okay because I get to showcase my cooking skill and present it to my wife to pass her SIRIM test again. At worse, I will cook Cintan Mee lar.

Today, after work, which I had reluctantly told my running mates that I had to take my wife out for dinner and a movie because this Sunday I will be participating the Post Merdeka Run. So this was my replacement for Mrs William.

Mr William : Honey, I am home! Come let's go...

Mrs William : ** no sound no gas **...

Mr William : Honey... ** walks into the room ** ...

Mrs William : ** waiting naked in the room for me **...

Nah... nothing of such happen... ** rewind **

Mr William : Honey... ** walks into the room **

Mrs William : ZZZZ zzzz zzzzz...

Mr William : Hey, wake up! We agreed tonight... we go out makan and see movie... don't sleep!!!

Mrs William : I ammm sleeeeepyyy.... I wannnt to sleeeeepp.... ZZZZ zzzzz zzzzz...

Mr William : Ayoooh.... wake up lar... it's just 6:30 pm... ayooo...

Mrs William : Laaaaazzzzzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyy... Sleeeeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyy.... ZZZZZ Zzzzzzzzzzz....

Mr William : Okay, if you don't wake up now... I go down to wash my car... and pamper my City...

Mrs William : ZZZZZZZZZZZ zzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

Later that evening after I cleaned City, I called up Pizza Hut for delivery...

williamwilstroth... ayooooh.... so laaaazzzzzyyyyy....

Where are all those good TVB dramas?

TV Channels in Malaysia can do better right, can't they? I hate Taiwanese Idol drama because almost all of it's storyline sucks big time and it is full of nonsense. Yes, I anti Taiwanese Idol dramas. Why can't our Malaysian TV channels just broadcast drama/series from TVB (Hong Kong)? TVB dramas are more valued, interesting and exciting to see than a bunch of nonsense kids whose brains still not grown fully; running around and look like there's nothing serious in their life. 

No doubt Taiwan has a lot of handsome, beautiful and sexy idols but I just hate seeing them in the dramas. I rather see them sing or just listen to their song. I still like my TVB dramas.

Mrs William : Wah, full of leng chais! what is the name of this drama...?

Mr William : ** Keeps quiet **...

Mrs William : Eh honey, do you know the name of this show?

Mr William : its called "Nonsense", go watch RTM 1... got National Geographic... good for you and our daughter...

Mrs William : -_-"

I have to admit that RTM 1's National Geographic program is way much better than 8TV's stupid Taiwanese idol dramas. No wonder we have so many Ah Lians and Ah Bengs in Malaysia... 

williamwilstroth... I hate Taiwanese idol dramas...

The Power of Women...

Men falls over and becomes crazy over women. A woman can bend a man. The more powerful a woman the man will be more submissive. More powerful?! I think a beautiful woman will surely force any men to be more submissive than ever before in their life. If the beautiful woman is the wife, the man will definitely KOW TOW! You don't belive me?! I proved it to you now...

Mrs William : Go iron my baju now!

Mr William : Lazy lar...

Mrs William : ** Radioactive and Nuclear missiles launched from her eyes; Rambo pun boleh mati! **...

Mr William : ** Drops Honda City manual **... ok ok...

Now you see...

williamwilstroth... do or not do?!

A tribute to my Kancil "Pigatron" 660...

Five years ago, I drove a Kancil 660 and I was so happy that I finally got my own covered transportation and I am not going to wet in the rain going to work anymore. Yes, I rode a motorcycle when I was still studying back in the university. Apart from riding the bike, I had took train and buses which I was still in Sydney. That was further 10 years ago. Just last week, I took my new ride back from Honda. I gotten myself a new Honda City.

Kancil 660 had been a very good companion to me. It had brought me to a few places that I could not be more grateful than having a motorcycle that gets wet during moonsoon season. More important, it was Kancil 660 who led me to get my girlfriend to become my wife. So Kancil 660 had been working very hard and no doubt it deserved a great phrase. Kancil 660 is a strong car for it had travelled from Kuala Lumpur to Ipoh and Penang. Then a round trip back to Kuala Lumpur. As strong as it is, I only know he nearly gave way when I had negligently fail to maintain it accordingly. Fortunately, I brought it to a great mechanic that fixed it up and in no time, it performance was a good as I had just purchased it from day one.

Only several months ago, I had christened my Kancil as Pigatron in conjunction with Transformers 2. From then on, PIGATRON was that good old Kancil which still brings me the good adventure travelling from Penang to Ipoh and Kuala Lumpur. Only this time was different because it had to bring my wife and me to do some shopping in the capital of Malaysia. Last time, it had to bring me to court my wife. So PIGATRON had done its part right from day one. Although it does not have the luxury such as CD player, climate control, audio control or the large 16" rim like any other mid size sedan but it has surprised me with its strenght to travel up and down Kuala Lumpur to Penang.

Yesterday, I had officially passed on PIGATRON to my brother. Hopefully, PIGATRON will bring him many adventures and to begin with back again in Kuala Lumpur where all it had happened!

williamwilstroth... PIGATRON great!!!

Returned by bus, crossed the sea with ferry and took a cab...

It's been some time I travelled by bus, ferry and cab. Today I had the opportunity to do that and I got to experience again some of those weird stuffs you likely to see, for example, how other people's weird behavior in the public.

7:45 AM, Ipoh, Sri Maju bus station - a couple of foreign tourist sat by the bench beside the office's entrance waiting for their bus. Lots of bus exhaust fumes were spilled by the buses that parked in front of them and the lady begun to cough and coughed non stop. The fume was unbearable and this bus driver was revving up his bus's engine. More fumes sputtered out from the exhaust pipe. The lady coughed so much that her husband had to give her a bottle of water to drink to subdue her coughing.

8:00 AM, Ipoh, Sri Maju bus station - another young Chinese couple arrived. The girl wore a strapless yellow color tube showing her bare shoulders and a short jeans exposing her fair legs. Nice! She had wavy long black hair and light make up on her fair face. Adorable! Lovely! On the other hand, her boyfriend, I have no words to describe him but one expressed impression - typical Malaysian Ah Beng. They were waiting for the KL bound bus. They were hugging each other and some old aunties were looking with dissapproval.

8:15 AM, Ipoh Sri Maju bus station - a group of Indians came and they looked very happy and cheerful. Of course, today is post Deepavali so I am thinking they are now returning back to their home. Later, I get to know that they are going to Butterworth in the same bus with me. Then another Malay couple came and they were very quiet and they looked very exhausted too. On one hand, I had gone twice to the toilet before the arrival of my bus. It always fascinates me when the graffities in the men's toilet always had GAY numbers on the wall. Do you notice that?Why not offer numbers to win 4D? It is always GAY numbers...

8:20 AM, Ipoh Sri Maju bus station - the damn bus finally arrive later than the initially scheduled 8:15 as departure time. The clerk said the bus was probably stucked in the morning jam. As per my knowledge, Ipoh's traffic usually is quite free especially on a Sunday morning. Mom said the bus is due to come from another bus station probably got hold up over there picking up passengers. Anyway, the bus arrived and I sat next to one young Malay man (or student?). He was quiet throughout the journey occasionally playing with his phone. I whipped out my HTC and SMS-ed my darling that I am now in the bus.

8:50 AM, entering PLUS highway - I took out my book, "The Last Empress", and read many chapters until I reached Butterworth. The bust stopped midway, god knows which Rest & Relax Stop, for passengers to go to toilet, and stretched themselves. The bus driver went for a smoke. I think the bus stopped, predominantly, for the bus driver wanted a smoke. Bah, smokers, they can't live or live without a stick in between their lips and their fingers. We reached Juru at nearly 10:00 AM.

10:30 AM, Butterworth Jetty - After I alighted from the bus, I felt quite lost and disoriented because I had read non stop all the way from the last stop to Butterworth. My eyes had yet to adjust to the bright sun light. In addition to that, this was also my first time taking the ferry on my own. All this while I had my darling wife to guide me around in Penang. I acknowleged the fact that I can get very lost without my wife being my compass when I am on a travel. Luckily, a Malay girl who sat a few rows in front me, passed by me, and I asked her for directions to go to the Jetty's terminal. "You can follow me, I am going there too", she told me. I smiled and thanked her for her kindness. I am indeed embarassed by my lost of direction in the terminal. 

10:50 AM, the ferry arrived - I boarded the ferry, thanked the malay girl and she went her way. I took one seat near the ferry's food counter and SMS-ed my parents and my darling again. To my parents, "On the ferry" and to my darling, "I am on the Star Cruise, going around the Island, wanna join?". She replied, "Get your arse back on the island as soon as possible". That was it. Around that time, an old man, not really old, sat just two seats away to my left. He was coughing and clearing his throat a lot of times. Suddenly he got up and moved towards the railing and picked up an empty Twisties packet! Strange! He sat down again and spit his phelgm into the Twisties packet! Damn you! I am not going eat Twisties anymore. Imagine his phelgm was so much, and it glistened, that went into the Twisties packet. I turned to the other side to avoid looking at him. Of course, I felt revolted and disgusted by this old man. When I think about it, if I were in his shoes, I would also be finding a way to discard my phelgm. Swallow or spit it out. Well, at least the old man was not doing it on the floor. On one hand, it was a good thing he did it with the empty Twisties packet. Unfortunately, the old man has tarnish my impression on Twisties snack. Probably, I will not eat Twisties for a period. Argghh... Yuckiieee!!!

11:30 AM, Reached Penang Island's Jetty - Got out and headed down to the station for my last mode of transport back to Pulau Tikus. My mind was deciding whether to take the RapidPenang or the cab. Perhaps, the first cab driver I see I will take the cab. Of course, one will always see the taxi drivers first before the buses. "Adventist Hospital", I told him. Wait, why I chose to stop at Adventist. I must be crazy and I could have just told him to stop at One-Stop. Or better, stop at Midlands Condo. Damn myself and so silly of me. It must the travelling that had screwed up my mind. Finally, I reached Adventist, went to One-Stop, bought some boxes of orange juice and went home. Finally, it is nice to be home with my darling. Oops! I have not gone down to see my mistress...

williamwilstroth... bus-ferry-taxi adventure

Must pay more attention...

In conjuction with the title above, please pay more attention to....

The Senior Citizen.

The other day, the co-Author went to watch the Singapore's ghost story called "Where got ghost?". In one part of the movie, it depicted a very dramatic scene of an almost abandoned mother, even in her afterlife! Thought by the sons that the mother did not blessed them for wealth but in the end, the mother actually blessed them for much greather thing than wealth, it was health, safety and happiness of the family.

Then came my gf's grandmother who passed away recently and at the funeral, there is one part where the sons and daughters had a "karaoke" session for their belated mother. They were singing "mama hau" and one could actually feel their eyes tearing. The scene was touching with many of their friends, relatives and neighbours around sat there listening to the "karaoke" session.

And then came main Author post "Dementia is a horrifying diseases..."

With all these points brought forward, I truly felt that the world is moving too fast that the new generation, indeed, need to pay some or maybe more attention to the senior citizen.

"One might move ahead to a better place but please remember the past of that one with you most of the time when you first started to crawl, then walk and eventually talk and run... "

crude hastings... respect and care for your elders...

Dementia is a horrifying diseases...

Source : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iXPHhfk_7E

Produced by Vinn Bay and Tee Boon Leng for ADI (Alzheimer Disease Internation) Conference on March, 2009.

williamwilstroth... ADI

Saturday is NACHOS, rice, fried kang-kung, and all sorts...

Normally Saturday it's a day for both of us to relax and do nothing at all. Laze around, play Facebook, check out TWITTER, watch some drama, talk about something to make each other laugh, and even make sex fun of each other. Well, this is our Saturday but when it comes to lunch and dinner, you would think of couples do their own cooking, or maybe the wife cook for the husband. No, my wife do not really cook most of the time.

She cooks when she either has the passion or there is a special occasion, rreeeaaaalllll special occasion! Hence most of the time, it is either I cook or I go out takeaway. So today here's one of our own routine:

Mrs William : Honey, go tapao for lunch... I'm hungry liao...

Mr William : ** Minimmize Facebook **... go grab my pants  (hey, i wear boxer at home, ok?)

Mrs William : I want to eat sambal fried fish, one slice of spicy omelette, and some stir fried kang-kung... ;P

Mr William : What?! you think I'm the chef ar?!

Mrs William : Please lar... honey... Please lar...

Mr William : ok lar... I go see got or not...

So at the stall selling economy rice,

Mr William : hmm... for myself... ** pick some fried meatballs, stir fried kai lan, and steam egg with pork **... yum yum...

Then,

Mr William : for the Mrs... ** pick sambal fried drumstick, some stir fried kai lan, and one sunny side up fried egg **... ooh... yummmy....

Then, I will go to the 7-11 convenient store to grab the newspaper and some other things,

Mr William : ** picks the Star paper, a pack of NACHOS and a AutoCar magazine **...

Back at home...

Mrs William : ** took one look at the tapao rice **... Ooi!!! Where's my sambal fried fish, omelette egg and sambal kang-kung?!?!?!

Mr William : ** yum yum **... shit... oops!!! I did it again... ** Britney Spears singing **

Mrs William : Where?

Mr William : Eh today not selling... so I chose these for you...

Mrs William : You are lying!!!! You are lying!!!

Mr William : No lar... hehehe... after all, it is still delicious, dear...

Mrs William : I don't care... I want your one... you take my one!

Mr William : UH! noooooooo!... you can't!

Mrs William : Why not?

Mrs William : You want syok syok or not tonight?!

Mr William : -______-" ok ok lar...

Mr William : ** Opens up that pack of NACHOS ** ... yum yum... ** serves with rice nice too! **

Mrs William : Ooi! You fat boy!... eat your lunch properly lar.. serves with snack food... you want to die is it?! Who teach you to eat like that huh?! huh?! huh?!

Mr William : ** Puts away the NACHOS **... okay okay... hehehehe...

Mrs William : ** grumble grumble and ate her lunch **...

Sigh... there goes my bad eating habit... as you see, I have always like to have a variety of food serve on my plate. A bad habit that goes way back while I studied in the uni...

williamwilstroth... NACHOS, rice, meatballs and a nice glass of lemon tea... yes!!!

Dogs and Suap-ing...

Mr William : The damn dog is barking again... 10:30 pm liao... siao...

Mrs William : yeah lor...

Mr William : Maybe we can feed the dog some poison... and settled it once and for all...

Mrs William : don't lar... no good...

Mr William : Every night also like that... bark bark bark... non stop...

Mrs William : Come lar... ignore the dog... eat!

Mr William : ** mumbling mumbling ** bark again ** mumbling mumbling **

Mrs William : Nah eat somemore... ** suap Mr William makan **

Mr William : ** mumbling mumbling ** owner also ** mumbling mumbling ** siao...

Mrs William : ** suap Mr William makan **...

Mr William : ** mumbling mumbling **...

Mrs William : Finish eating ar?...

Mr William : Eh, you think I am small boy... no need to suap lar... come let me eat it...

Mrs William : ** hands over the plate of Fried Rice **

Mr William : ** SKALI telan everything **... DONE!

Mrs William : -_________-"

williamwilstroth... suap suap bark bark... siao dog!!!

Oh, who told you to look at the girl?!

It's NEVER A SIN if you ogle at pretty girls especially when they walk past you. Who can resist it, right? God blessed you with a pair of eyes so you can see whatever you like, want or even love. However, guys should not do it together with their wife.

If you cannot avoid ogling at beautiful girls because they are just there - do not say, advice or critic anything about them in front of your wife.

Mr William : ** Stop in front of the condo's gate ** ... oh, this girl again... wow...

Mrs William : What wow?! oooh... looking girls huh... what this girl again...??!!

Mr William : ... well, she was...

MrS William : looking at leng lui again ar while I was away... do you know it's a SIN...

Mr William : ... it's not like what you think lar...

Mrs William : ... what?! what?!... looking at leng lui is a SIN... when you see... your brain reacts then it becomes a SIN... when your brain reacts... you have WANTS... it becomes a SIN...

Mr William : ... Aiya low poh... oogling only wut... you also sometimes do that lar...

Mrs William : ... I can... you cannot... pok chui* some more... ** pinch pinch **

Mr William : ** aduh aduh **... ok ok... but its you who taught me, "God gives us a pair of eyes... if one don't look at leng luis... it's a SIN...

Mrs William : yes... only I can... not you... get it?! ** pinch pinch somemore **

Mr William : ** aduh aduh ** ... -__-"

Mrs William : Grrrr...

* pok chui - meaning rebut the argument, argued or making a point to contradict.

williamwilstroth... IT IS A SIN... please look more...