2/28/2014

No need sympathy, no need charity

This is an old story of a beggar in Chinatown. His hands were chopped off so he became a handicap and had to beg for a living. Jobless, unemployable, he sat at the foot of a pedestrian bridge waiting for someone to throw him some crumbs or handouts.
 

This guy was a bit different. He hung a placard on his chest and it read, ‘I don’t want your charity. I don’t need your sympathy’.
 

Many were puzzled by his poster. One day the MP came by and was caught by the eye catching phrase. He could not resist asking him what he wants. His reply, ‘I want to be independent to do my own things. But I am handicap, got no hands to do things myself. My balls are itchy. Please scratch for me.’
 

So?

PS: Didn't know I used She unintentionally. Has changed to He to avoid any embarrassment : )

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

RB, love your post

Anonymous said...

Ha! Good one.

Anonymous said...

Scratching his balls is an act of charity or sympathy.

Who the fuck wants to do it or even get near the disgusting man.

Maybe he is waiting for the woman MP to walk by and be nasty. He obviously is not a fan of hers.

How many women MPs are there in the elegant slumber chamber?

Quick, guess which one?

Anonymous said...

Depends on when, 1950s, 60s, 70s ....

Anonymous said...

Kopi for you RB. Good one.

JL said...

Everyday mati mati buy you coffee

Chua Chin Leng aka redbean said...

Thanks JL and everyone : )

Anonymous said...

With such a caring and beautiful mp at chinatown, there shud be many dirty men wanting a close encounter. The said guy is truly ingenious.

Anonymous said...

maybe the story will sound better in the female gender.
"My cunt is itchy. Please scratch for me."

Obviously a job for Matilah!

Anonymous said...

Sounds like something Grace Fu might say.

Anonymous said...

Well done.

alfred said...

Great to here that!,,

Sit all you want