not happy complain
My brother knocked on the door and an old fatty in his 60s answered.
brother: your laundry is dripping water
fatty: I dunno
brother: you hang the clothes, what you mean you dunno? You dunno then now I tell you lor
fatty: I dripped them dry in the toilet already before I hang them outside
brother: now I'm telling you they are dripping
(...talk talk talk...)
fatty: not happy complain lah!
brother: I talk to you nicely you tell me to complain, ok lor I call police come now. (at this moment fatty's next door neighbour looked on)
Fatty panicked and quickly apologised to my brother...
Don't understand why the baddies always feel so righteous.

















there's a chinese saying wad.. zuo zei xin xu.. hahahaha..