That Sunday evening around 3:00pm or so, the boy made a surprise visit. Of course, Maw’s uncanny spider senses indicated that the boy wanted to “hang out” at our place while the girl goes to one of her “Asian” family gathering, which is pretty much like a bunch of ants milling around each other.
Anyway, I mentioned that our maternal relatives overseas deserve their situation. It’s karmic debt for those children who did not listen to their elderly parents. As a result, the descendants suffer for want — mostly free hand-outs by people like me, the twosome and other generous souls, who finally figured out that it’s best to let them suffer for their misdeeds.
It’s good to be charitable but it’s impossible to feed everyone, who hungers for the next meal and starves for freedom thereof, on a daily basis. It’s bad to spoil these people — scammers and con artists alike — who will take advantage of kind-hearted people and therefore become lazier and less motivated than before the gifts.
So I hope you fools understand why it’s so hard to stop being so “nice” when the truth of the matter relies on how to: “Just say no.” When and if “Group One” stops making excuses to the investors, I hope to buy my first set of hearing aide (because I’m not understanding normal conversation), new eyeglasses (because I find it difficult to see my cuticles up close), some prescription medications for maintenance and other amenities, such as a new cellphone with internet access to Twitter, for example, and my first spa massage.
I’m sick and tired of seeing my life pass me by while I worry about others. If you fools are still alive and are capable of spending money to have fun at my expense, then there is only one answer: “Get a job, you damn bums!” However, if you are starving, that’s an exception, no doubt, and that situation is still left to my consideration and ultimate decision whether or not to let y’all die. Bahahaha!
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