See Lai

Please! STOP!

Believe me, you don't want him around...

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Credits: Via my bro, but I guess uploaded by someone called fire_doll.

Note: I will upload the models (left sidebar) in one or two days.

Wan Ker Goes Bonkers

Warning: Picture of a celebrity with a water buffalo.

Sex-starved Buddhist friend Wan Ker-sin is aroused by bestiality!

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Shit Happens - A Song

Early evening, and Bert drags Ah Chig and me into the garden. "I just composed my very first song," he says, "and even Apple thinks it's great."

Ah Chig and I look at him in surprise as he pulls out his 3G phone, selects an audio file (probably recorded by Apple and Bert to the accompaniment of some Jazz music), and plays it. The rough and unsophisticated voice of Bert screams out of the speaker of his phone:

Shit happens,
Yes, it happens,
Happens, happens everyday,

(Female chorus* – happens everyday)

But don't you fret my dear,
Now, don't you fret my dear,

(Female chorus* – don't fret my dear)

Just take some toilet paper,
Or a roll of tissue paper,
(Repeat...)

And wipe it; wipe it all away,
Wipe it all away,
Just wipe it all away,

(Female chorus – wipe it all away, wipe it all away... fades)

"How 'bout that?" he asks us.

"Simply unimaginable!" I bark. Ah Chig doesn't look so sure.

"But why sing such songs when your wedding is just around the corner?" I ask Bert.

"No, no, no," he shakes his head vigorously. "I was inspired by Ah Chig's troubles, and therefore this song is dedicated to him," he says.

"Aha!" I nod. Ah Chig, on the other hand doesn't seem impressed and keeps staring at Bert. He is convinced that Apple and Bert are laughing behind his back. Well, I think so too.

Cheers!

* - Apple's voice alongside Bert trying to sing in a soft voice, before switching back to his normal voice after the chorus.

But Can She Lactate?

"But will creation of milk take place?" Ah Chig asked, as the three of us – Ah Chig, Bert, and I – sat in a bar enjoying our men-only pre-Christmas party. Chinese/Russian ballet dancer or not, Ah Chig's English teacher seems to have impressed in his mind that everything in this godforsaken world "has taken place," "is taking place," or "will take place."

Funny English aside, Ah Chig was asking us a serious question – Can a woman lactate after undergoing breast-implant surgeries? And would there be side effects?

Happy Holidays!

Santa Claus Is Coming To Town...
Er, on his new bike!

Have fun and enjoy folks! And thanks for reading See Lai. Will make it better next year!

Cheers!

Credits: I received this card from a kind friend and asked his permission to post it here. However, he doesn't want to be credited. Nonetheless, I think you will agree that he has a vivid imagination. Brilliant!

Give Me A Break!

Regular readers know that Bert's wedding(s) [really, make that plural, I kid you not!] is (are) just around the corner. And like most couples (including my wife and myself - twenty plus years ago), Bert is deciding on wedding-photographs-packages offered by several business-hungry studios.

Bert is a rich guy, and his wedding-photographs' budget (in my opinion) is quite expensive (how many photographers dare take underwater video surrounded by sharks?). Well, that's wonderful and I would clap endlessly to appreciate his enthusiasm of showering photographic joy on his beloved Apple. But there's a problem...

He wants me to make the final decision and select the photographers who will capture the magnificent moments of his wedding(s). "Why me?" I am asking myself as I write this post.

My logic is simple. Investing a single dollar in your wedding photographs is like flushing your money down the drain. For example, first year after marriage and people are so enthusiastic that they place their wedding photographs in the living room (and out here in Hong Kong, pile albums under the coffee table to terrorize the guests). Second year, the photographs are mysteriously transferred to the master bedroom. And three years down the road, they are under the bed or in an unreachable corner of the closet. God forbid if you end up with a divorce! In that case, the investment in wedding photographs amounts to nothing more than TOTAL LOSS!

Why then should I be bothered about selecting the best studio/photographer(s) for Bert? If he continues with his behavior, he will definitely end up with a divorce. And such presumptions inform me that even a single dollar spent for Bert's wedding photographs is a waste (of dollars). Let me be stoned to death for uttering such truths words.

Cheers!

Swimming

What do you think about this woman? Professional or dumb?

And we thought Bert was stupid! Please, try not to laugh when you look at the pictures (in the first link - above).

Note: Girlies will be uploaded soon. And I may just go ahead and simply make the middle column wider. In that case, the only thing 800 X 600  display mode users will miss, is part of the right sidebar.  Oh well!

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Shades Of Microsoft?

Windows are crashing all over Hong Kong.

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Nigerian Scam

As if their email spam was not enough, now they have started posting comments on Nude King!

Normally, I delete such comments. But I was in a funny mood and therefore I replied. Go read it and have fun.

PS: You can use my reply or format your own and reverse-spam those bastards.

Note: 999 (in the above link "read it and have fun") is Hong Kong's emergency number. Don't call it or chances are you might end up talking to the Hong Kong police.

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Virtual Reality

From a Yahoo discussion forum:

Maverick: I hate Seattle!

Iceman: Why?

Maverick: It was fuckin' cloudy when I flew over it in Flight Simulator.

Cheers!

Note:

Girlie pictures coming up later today, models change tomorrow.