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random conversation of the old fart and mum

random talk abt the criminal on the loose.

mum and old fart: blah blah
old fart: if the criminal meet any person isnt tt a gd thing
mum: dun b stupid, the guy noes how to make bombs and get ppl as hostages tt will b bad.

ya right, old woman i wonder are u born without brains or are u jus pure dumb. senile alreidi right?here's a big fuck u for making me unable to slp when i come home after work. is damn tiring ok _|_. u seriously shld jus die. DIE UNDERSTAND?

bad nite, i emoed in the toilet which in a long while i realli realli haven done so.

dear ah ma,

i missed u so much, it has been 3 yrs since u left us.

but yet the times when i held ur soft hand and walk along to some places are still deep in my mind as though it was yesterday.

i respected how u manage to hold the household single handedly and nth could go wrong.

u r such a great cook tt no one in the family can match u. i could never complain anitink abt ur dishes.

the 10 dollars that u gave me almost everytime u gave me are lessons for to learn, the manners the respect and how great tis 10 dollars can b used.

the love, the care and concern tt u gave me can never be replaced.

i rmb how ur death devastated everyone in the family and tore me almost inside out.

but i no tt u r doin well as i do dream of u sometimes.

i was wondering, y is life so unfair. the worst ppl stay alive on earth and u r being taken away. y isnt the old woman at home being taken away?

i haven cried in a long time and i believe u r the only one that is able to make me do so.