No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent. They are full grown and educated. They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them. I see them once or twice a year.

[Resty Wyse]

No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

[s***@gmail.com]

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Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

Yale Guen Mar, you realize you are still on probation. Hope you didn't do anything stupid in the guise of potty training your "granddaughters".

Think about it. There is a reason why Valentina can fly from Boston into the Bay area but is not allowed to visit Merced.

Yale Guen Mar, you have no one to blame but yourself for your plight.

You should not have exposed yourself to Valentina on skype under the pretense of giving her potty training.

Nor should you have groped Judah in the name of finding out the sex.

BTW, why did Valentina say, "I love out"? Was that her way of trying to get out from your perverted clutch?

It is very interesting that Silvia first discourages you from flying into Boston for Thanksgiving.

Valentina and family then flies into San Jose but they don't bother to go to Merced. They don't care about your 11 pound turkey.

And then when under the pretext of delivering furniture in Fremont, you gate crash into San Jose. You take your 11 pound turkey with you, but, nonetheless, you are taken to a near-empty restaurant away from the house.

To top it all, Valentina says, "I love out, grand pa". Wasn't the little girl trying to tell you that shje prefers to be out of the perverted clutches of the Merced Chimp?

Yale Guen Mar, you have only yourself to blame if you have lost the trust of Silvia and Carlton. You must learn to behave yourself and keep yopur unholy urges in check.

Don't ever try to potty train Valentina, even on skype.

Don't ever grope Judah to determine sex.

[Malay Sultan Ali ruler of Singapore , Glam Palace]

I think your children boycott you Resty Wyse

Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

[Resty Wyse]

Post by Malay Sultan Ali ruler of Singapore , Glam Palace
I think your children boycott you Resty Wyse

With a houseful of kids, they don't have time to boycott me.
I don't want to be heir babysitter.

[s***@gmail.com]

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Post by Malay Sultan Ali ruler of Singapore , Glam Palace
I think your children boycott you Resty Wyse

With a houseful of kids, they don't have time to boycott me.
I don't want to be heir babysitter.

Yes, they do Yale Guen Mar. And they do it with vengeance.

Valentina files all the way from Boston to the Bay area. But she is not allowed to visit you in Merced.

You then have to feign that you have a furniture delivery job in Fremont. Under that pretext, you end up gate-crasing in San Jose with your 11 pound turkey that was cooked the day before Thanksgiving.

There are no takers for your turkey.

You are taken to a deserted restaurant so that the adults can keep an eye on you.

Yale Guen Mar, you have no one to blame but yourself for this sorry state of affairs.

Silvia trusts May Fung. Valentina and her brother visit Quincy all the time to spend time with her.

But you are not trusted, Yale Guen Mar.

You shouldn't have tried to give potty training on skype to Valentina by exposing yourself to her.

Yuhua Luo's stories about what you did with Judah hasn't helped you either.

Merced Chimp, you are a lonely man. Even your Hmong neighbors shhun you. They refused to share your 11 pound turkey when you went out of your way to invite them.

Heck, even your caretaker, Meichi Thai, refuses to break bread with you.

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Post by Malay Sultan Ali ruler of Singapore , Glam Palace
I think your children boycott you Resty Wyse

With a houseful of kids, they don't have time to boycott me.
I don't want to be heir babysitter.

Yale Guen Mar, somebody is babysitting you - your caregiver Meichi Thai. You will nee her even more when you buy the AAMCO technology for muffling the sound of your incessant farting.

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Yale Guen Mar is exploring local AAMCO technology - he wishes to get a muffler installed in his asshole.

Yale Guen Mar was spotted near McNamara Park in Merced, CA - he was on his way to a local AAMCO shop to see if he could get a silencer fitted in his asshole.

Yale Guen Mar is hoping to add stealth to the arsenal of stink bombs that he launches from his asshole inside local grocery stores like Merced Community Food Market, Yue Cheng Market and Rancho San Miguel Super Market. He feels that muffling the sound of his farts is a necessity to protect himself from the wrath of outraged grocers like Ms. Lee, Mr. Miao and and Mr. Lopez.

Yale Guen Mar has been sneaking into taro patches of his Hmong neighbors on Twilight Avenue in Merced, CA to fertilize them with his shit.

More tellingly, he has been fumigating the local grocery stores around 3851 Twilight Avenue in Merced, CA?

Such unilateral actions have consequences.

Yale Guen Mar, if you behave like a normal person, your neighbors wouldn't be against you as a neighbor.

You have been chased by the dogs of your Hmong neighbors ever since you moved into the neighborhood in March of 2009.

Ms. Lee of the Merced Community Food Market was so enraged with your behavior that you got sodomized with an opo squash.

Mr. Miao of the Yue Cheng Market got a restraining order against you and threatened to sodomize you with a bitter melon which is certain to leave a bitter taste in your asshole.

Mr. Lopez too won't be left behind if you continue with your outrageous behavior inside Rancho San Miguel Super Market. Yale Guen Mar, you risk getting sodomized with a burrito or a tamale laced with the hottest of jalapenos and habaneros. And that will leave you with a hot and painful asshole.

[s***@gmail.com]

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Post by Malay Sultan Ali ruler of Singapore , Glam Palace
I think your children boycott you Resty Wyse

With a houseful of kids, they don't have time to boycott me.
I don't want to be heir babysitter.

Here's an apt epitaph for the quintessential idiot Yale Guen mar:

Here lies the body of Mar Guen Yale,
A lying, thieving, cheating rascal ;
He always lied, and now he lies,
He has no soul and cannot rise.

Heck, Yale Guen Mar can't even pee without a catheter, let alone rise to the occasion for sex. He has always used his middle fingers to molest pigs. And now he is about to lose his STD-ravaged middle fingers because the doctor wants them to be amputated to arrest the seeping of STD into what little brain Yale Guen Mar has.

Yale Guen Mar, stop wallowing in your stinky diaper.

As for your entry into USA, you did it under false pretense.

Tony Chee Mar took pity on you in the aftermath of the CCP takeover of Mainland China. He declared you to be his son even though he had never seen you till then. That's how you arrived in San Francisco as an eleven year old boy.

In spite of your fake citizenship papers and your fake diploma, you could have led a better life if only you had better work ethics.

Yale Guen Mar, USA should have beena land of opportunity, even for a man like you with fake citizenship papers and a fake diploma.

Yale Guen Mar, with an honest work ethics, you could have found your pot of gold in USA a long time ago.

Yale Guen Mar's work history is a history of repeated firings. As his caregiver, Meichi Thai does more work in a day than he has done in his entire life.

Yale Guen Mar, instead of spinning yarn on working hours elsewhere, why don't you talk about your own "work" hours?

Have you ever done a honest day's work in your life?

Why did you repeatedly get fired?

You were fire by your own uncle (father's twin brother) from your janitorial job at Junction City Cafe in Kansas. Not just fired, but thrashed to pulp and flown back to Arizona !!

You were fired from your restaurant job at Gene-gee restaurant for pilfering restaurant supplies.

When you enlisted in the US Army as a private, you got a dishonorable discharge in no time for bestiality. The only reason you didn't get your rank reduced was because you were already at the lowest rung in the US Army.

You are a fifth generation restaurant worker. Yet you managed to get fired from one restaurant job to another. Here's a partial list:

* Junction City Cafe of Kansas fired you.

* Double Happiness Restaurant of Arizona fired you.

* Peacock Restaurant of Arizona fired you.

* Mesa Rice Bowl of Arizona fired you.

* The US Army gave you a dishonorable discharge.

* Dynalectron's cafeteria in California fired you.

* Gene-Gee Restaurant of California fired you.

The only steady job you have ever held earns you 50 cents per post from the CPC dictatorship in Beijing.
You are selling the country you live in , not for the proverbial 30 pieces of silver, but for a measly 50 cents per post. How much lower can you get.

Yale Guen Mar, as your caregiver Meichi Thai does much more work than you have done in your entire life.

Meichi Thai toils very hard to:

* give you a warm water douche to clear your rectum.

* shove suppositories up your asshole to make you poop

* wipe your asshole clean

* apply Tiger Balm and Preparation H to soothe your hemorrhoid scarred asshole everyday at 7 PM and whenever else necessary.

* insert tampon inside your asshole to minimize leakage

* change your soiled diaper

Yes, Maeichi Thai is doing a honest day's work, much more than you have in your entire life.

[w***@yahoo.com.sg]

Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

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You poor abandoned dog, here's a bone for you. Even your friend komin knows you've been abandoned, so don't be in denial. And this song is for your birthday (but be careful with the hip swing, don't hurt yourself):

Humbug Dog

You ain't nothin' but a humbug dog
Cryin' all the time
You ain't nothin' but a humbug dog
Cryin' all the time
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine

Well you said you was high-classed
Well, that was just a lie
Yeah you said you was high-classed
Well, that was just a lie
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine.

Wakalukong

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Yale Guen Mar, it is all your fault that no one cares for you any more, not even the Hmong neighbors.

Your only companion is your caregiver Meichi Thai.

It is a blessing in disguise that you have so many ailments - Meichi Thai has stayed back to take care of you.

Yale Guen Mar, you should try to seek medical care from Dr. Long Dong in Cambodia if you want to live to see the year of the pig, or even the year of the dog that is nearly upon us.

Yale Guen Mar, try your best to travel to Cambodia for alternate medical treatment under Dr. Long Dong's supervision. Your doctor, Dr. Long Dong, will put you up in a pig sty you'll definitely like.

He will treat you for your bipolar disorder.

He'll also give you a second opinion on your middle fingers ravaged by STD aggravated by years of finger-fucking pigs in their asshole.

I think you should leave instructions to have your body cremated. Burial (in land or in sea) would pollute the earth irretrievably.

Yale Guen Mar, your angry outbursts means more work for your caretaker, Meichi Thai. Your blood pressure shoots up making your hemorrhoid scarred anus bleed afresh. Meichi Thai is right now applying ointment to your bleeding shit-hole.

Yale Guen mar, please control your temper. Attend some anger management courses.

Yes, you can take them online - that way you don't have to carry your bed pan to the class room.

Meichi Thai is relieved. She told the Hmong neighbors on Twilight Avenue that Yale Guen Mar's bleeding in his anus has stopped. But Meichi Thai wants Yale Guen Mar to go to the doctor to see if the hemorrhoid scars in his shit-hole can be surgically removed.

Yale Guen Mar also needs to control his temper and blood pressure alike. He is already 75 (born February 1, 1938). There is only so much that his clogged arteries can take - years and years of food from the Cantonese restaurant (founded by his great grandfather in the 19th century to serve chow mein to railway workers in California) has taken its toll.

Yale Guen Mar should eat more vegetable and less crow and chicken feet.

He should practice Tai Chi even if he must lie on his bed pan 24/7. He should learn to do so by just moving his hands but not his stomach, butt and legs.

[s***@gmail.com]

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Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

Yale Guen Mar, why are you doing so much harm to Merced and its community (especially to your Hmong neighbors) ?

Yale Guen Mar, can't you stop having "accidents" on Mr. Ravinder Singh's sofa, in the taro patches of your Hmong neighbors and in Lees' Hmong grocery store ?

Are you really enjoying:

* having accidents on Ravinder's sofa?
* having accidents in your Hmong neighbor's taro patch?


A miserable lowly creature like you should be respectful to all your neighbors and relatives who have done much better than you in life.

Yale Guen Mar, you have to earn respect. You can't earn respect by shitting on your neighbor's sofa or his taro patch.


Your written English is so bad that your spoken English is unlikely to be any better.

Try to learn from the kid when he gives you lessons in English - we might yet see a new and improved Yale Guen Mar


Mr. Lee and Mr. Singh are both victims. You have been having accidents on Ravinder's sofa. Your soiled diaper lhas leaked often enough leaving stinking yellow stains. And in Mr. Lee's grocery store, you have been farting without any inhibition and driving away other customers.

Not content with all that mischief, you have now taken to shitting in the taro patch of a Hmong neighbor.

Yale Guen Mar, you are already 76. Must you remain hygienically challenged all your life?

The Singhs and the Lees always get to discuss you because both are victims of your hygienically challenged ways.

All your Hmong neighbors, regardless of their profession, have come to know of your unsavory life style from Mr. Singh as well as Mr. Lee.

BTW, everyone had a big laugh when they found out that you wanted to buy condoms for your middle fingers. Aren't you trying to bolt the stable door after the horse has fled?

The best you can do to save your middle fingers would be to rush to your doctor in Cambodia for alternate medical treatment.

Try to pay attention, Yale Guen Mar, when you take English lessons from Ravinder's grandkid who has better grip of English after such a short time than you have after 65 years in USA.

Credibility was never your strong point, Yale Guen Mar, and for very good reasons. Truth and you have always been strangers.

Remember the time you got spanked by your uncle in Junction City for intently looking at pigs as they urinated? You told your uncle that you were doing so because you wanted to become a urologist. Your uncle knew you too well and spanked the day lights out of you as punishment for your filthy pleasures.

Merced Community Food Market is about 3 miles from your house. Why do you insist on going for grocery that far? Just to fart in Mr. Lee's store? You have no consideration for others. You not only aggravate Mr. Lee but all his customers as well. Who will buy the opo squash that you have fumigated with gas leaking out from your asshole? You are bad news for hygiene.

If you were not an idiot, you wouldn't be committing nuisance on Ravinder Singh's sofa so often. Accidents can happen once. But if it happens that often, it shows that you are nothing but an idiot.

Speaking of assholes, how is yours? Meichi Thai has been telling your Hmong neighbors about your recent travails when your hemorrhoids started bleeding. You may have bled to death if she hadn't inserted tampons inside your stinking asshole.

I think you should opt for surgery to get rid of the hemorrhoids. Or else you should rush to your doctor in Cambodia to see if he can cure you with alternate medical treatment.

Yale Guen Mar, you are already living in hell stuck to your bed pan 24/7. But even this will look like a picnic when the grim Reaper takes you where you actually belong.

Yale Guen Mar, should rush to your doctor in Cambodia to see if he can save your middle fingers with alternate medical treatment.

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Yale Guen Mar, are you surprised that not even your caregiver Meichi Thai bothered to arrange for a surprise birthday party as you turned 80 on Thursday, February 1.?

It was a foregone conclusion that Brenton or Carlton would not celebrated the day. And Brenton's sisters are very unlikely to remember even the date of your birthday.

Yale Guen Mar, your best bet would have been to get in touch with your "message-carrier" cousin in Santa Clara. You should have told her you have a message for her to carry to your revered cousin Homer Yale Mar in Duncanville, TX. And if she chose to come to Merced, CA to collect the message from you, you could have surprised her with your surprise birthday for yourself. Imagine someone arranging his own surprise birthday. That will be heck of a message for her to carry to Col. Homer Yale Mar.

Yale Guen Mar, if you live to be 80, it would be a good occasion to recall how your life was transformed in November of 1949 when you sailed into San Francisco from Hong Kong after bidding good bye to your mother Kim Hi Wong and your sister Ellen Heath.

They say your life flashes past your mind at the time of your death. Yale Guen Mar, now that you are as close to death as you have ever been in the last 80 years, it is time for you to think of your life and what you owe to your parents Kim Hi Wong and Tony Chee Mar.

Yale Guen Mar, always remember what you owe to your Chinese parents.

Yale Guen Mar, never blame your mother, Kim Hi Wong, and your father, Tony Chee Mar, for all your woes. Act like a grown up. For heaven's sake, you'll be 79 in less than 3 weeks. Act your age. You should make an honest attempt to own up to your deep character flaws before you croak.

Yale Guen Mar, aren't you the black sheep in the family?. KIm Hi Wong always worried about you. That is why she spanked you all the time to keep you in the straight and narrow. No wonder your buttocks were sore all the time when you were growing up.

But Kim Hi Wong's efforts to redeem you never succeeded . She could drag a mule like you to the well, but she couldn't make you drink from the well.

Yale Guen Mar, you will be 79 on February 1. Do you remember how you muddied the San Francisco Bay in 1949 as soon as you got off the boat from Hong Kong?

Yale Guen Mar, try to make a new beginning. Try hard to get over your grudge against your "dad" Tony Chee Mar.

Yale Guen Mar, you owe Tony Chee Mar everything. Recall that you met Tony Chee Mar for the first time as a 11 year old "Fresh of the Boat" in San Francisco - you had just arrived from Hong Kong in 1949 after the communists took over the country you were born in. Out of the kindness of his heart, Tony Chee Mar (a US citizen) declared that you were his son so that you could be in USA.

Recall what he told you when you arrived in San Francisco. Tony Chee Mar told you, "Yale, you are a turkey".

Tony Chee Mar then added, "This is Thanksgiving. We are going to have turkey."

Wonder-struck, you had said, "Dad, what is Thanksgiving, what is turkey?"

Tony Chee Mar did punish you often, but that was only because he had to and not because it gave him any pleasure. Yale Guen Mar, you were always a pain in the ass. But Tony Chee Mar hoped his (and Kim Hi Wong's) punishments will help you become a better person.

Unfortunately, that was not to be. You were simply incorrigible. You just couldn't stay out of mischief. This, together with the obsession you had developed as a child in rural China for finger-fucking pigs in their assholes, made it inevitable that you would never be more than the miserable self you are right now.

Your mommy, Kim Hi Wong, and your dad, Tony Chee Mar, were good parents and noble souls. Your accomplished siblings Donald Yale Mar, Ellen Heath and Eugene Yale Mar have never failed to acknowledge the contribution of their parents Kim Hi Wong and Tony Chee Mar to their own successes.

Yale Guen Mar, don't be an ingrate. Your plight is your own doing. Tony Chee Mar always did his best to bring you up the right way. It is the height of ingratitude to badmouth Tony Chee Mar for your own failings.

The only think they were ignorant of was that they were fighting a losing cause in trying to get an incorrigible rascal like you to grow up into decent human being like their other children Donald, Ellen and Eugene. But one can drag a mule to the well, but it cannot be made to drink from the well unless it wants to.

Yale Guen Mar, stop cussing at Chinese parents.

What's wrong with being typical Chinese parents?

Donald, Ellen and Eugene grew up to be accomplished, honest upright citizens
So did Homer, Gini, Lawrence, Homer and Clarence.

You are the only black sheep in the family.

There was nothing wrong in the way Kim Hi Wong and Tony Chee Mar brought up their kids. It wasn't their fault that they had a kid like you.

Tony Chee Mar brought you up in his home in 914 10th Street in Phoenix, AZ. He let you work in his cafe. He taught you English and mathematics. He taught you the difference between a rational number and an irrational number.

If you failed to get an education, it was your fault, not theirs. Your siblings didn't fail them. Donald, Ellen and Eugene are as honest and upright as they are accomplished.

Better to have cultured parents than uncultured parents.

And anyway, you shouldn't grudge the fact that Tony Chee Mar cut off your pigtail the moment you landed in San Francisco on the Thanksgiving day of 1949.

Nor should you grudge Tony Chee Mar for refusing to shave a straight line along your head.

Tony Chee Mar was a thoughtful father. He didn't want you to be ridiculed and heckled by your school mates in the new country.

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Yale Guen Mar was spotted by his message carrying cousin (from Santa Clara) near McNamara Park in Merced, CA - he was on his way to a local AAMCO shop to see if he could get a silencer fitted in his asshole. She promptly relayed the message to her other cousins in the USA.

Yale Guen Mar is hoping to add stealth to the arsenal of stink bombs that he launches from his asshole inside local grocery stores like Merced Community Food Market, Yue Cheng Market and Rancho San Miguel Super Market. He feels that muffling the sound of his farts is a necessity to protect himself from the wrath of outraged grocers like Ms. Lee, Mr. Miao and and Mr. Lopez.

Yale Guen Mar has been sneaking into taro patches of his Hmong neighbors on Twilight Avenue in Merced, CA to fertilize them with his shit.

More tellingly, he has been fumigating the local grocery stores around 3851 Twilight Avenue in Merced, CA?

Such unilateral actions have consequences.

Yale Guen Mar, if you behave like a normal person, your neighbors wouldn't be against you as a neighbor.

You have been chased by the dogs of your Hmong neighbors ever since you moved into the neighborhood in March of 2009.

Ms. Lee of the Merced Community Food Market was so enraged with your behavior that you got sodomized with an opo squash.

Mr. Miao of the Yue Cheng Market got a restraining order against you and threatened to sodomize you with a bitter melon which is certain to leave a bitter taste in your asshole.

Mr. Lopez too won't be left behind if you continue with your outrageous behavior inside Rancho San Miguel Super Market. Yale Guen Mar, you risk getting sodomized with a burrito or a tamale laced with the hottest of jalapenos and habaneros. And that will leave you with a hot and painful asshole.

BTW, Yale Guen Mar, when you shop for a muffler for your asshole, don't forget to shop for a catalytic converter as well to clean up the pollution from hydrogen sulphide in your incessant farting.

[s***@gmail.com]

Yale Guen Mar, recall how you ran away from home as a teenager? You ended in Chicago where you tried to enroll as a Bunny Boy with Playboy.

Your mother, Kim Hi Wong, had filed a missing person report with the police. The police found you just in time because you might have got murdered by the unsavory characters you had started mixing with to earn money as a boy prostitute.

When you cam back home, your sister Ellen (who was 11 years younger than you) cried and cried and made you swear never to run away from home again.

But then you misused your stay with your parents Kim Hi Wong and Tony Chee Mar.

Yale Guen Mar (who posts under the fake name of Resty Wyse) do you understand why Ellen, Donald and Eugene had to do what they did.

Because of your unstable temperament, you were a menace not just to yourself and your relatives but even to your neighbors.

Ellen, Donald and Eugene had to get rid of your gun collection and album of photos of your favorite pigs from the room in your parents' home on 914 10th Street in Phoenix, AZ. They were only trying to save you from yourself.

Yale Guen Mar, you still have not been able to forgive Ellen, Donald and Eugene because they got rid of your gun collection and the album of photos of your favorite pigs from your room in your parents' house on 914 10th Street in Sazfford, AZ.

Yale Guen Mar, 914 10th Street in Safford, AZ should have been like your home. Instead you chose to make it a storage place for your contrabands.

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I am very much interested in hearing from Chinese-Americans within the
United States on how their aged parents/grandparents were faring in
their sunset years. It was ironic for me growing up in a small town,
living in California most of my adult life about a thousand miles from
"home". As each of us gets older and educated, we leave "home" only to
come "home" for visit once or twice a year. My sibblings live in
Tucson about 125 miles away leaving my parents alone at "home". To me,
"home" was, is and will always be 914 10th St. and I never take any of
my things from "home" to California.
Then my father got sick and checked into the hospital. My brother in
Tucson returned "home" and talked to the doctor, who said my father may
be in hospital for about a week. Since my mother can not speak English
and alone at home, he decided to transfer my father to Tucson Medical
Center where he works and move my mother to a retirement home in
Tucson. The house was sold. "Home" is no more. All my college year
photos were gone, my short-wave radio, my gun collection, everything in
my bedroom, including the photos of my favorite pigs, were thrown away
or given away without telling me.
My father recovered and moved into the retirement home with my mother,
each taken up a room with a cost of $1,200/month each for a total of
$2,400. With no outside activities and eat and sleep, my father died
in 15 months later. My mother died two years later after my father. I
believe my mother died of loneliness and neglect. I have 3 sibblings
living in Tucson, not one would visit and talk to my mother often
enough to care.

Yale Guen Mar, can't you ever get over the loss of your gun collection, photos of your favorite pigs and your short-wave radio? Donald and Eugene were only trying to protect you from yourself.

Yale Guen Mar, you are being grossly unfair to your brothers Eugene Yale Mar and Donald Yale Mar. They were achievers. The only reason they got rid of your gun collection, short-wave radio and the photos of your favorite pigs was to save you from yourself.

Quit holding grudges against Donald and Eugene, Get their help to cope with your problems.

Funeral rites for an elderly person follow the prescribed form and convey relevant respect: rites befitting the person's status, age etc. are performed even if this means the family of the deceased must go into debt to pay for them.

Ben Shee Mar and Susan Suye Oy Wong were fortunate to be honored at their burial by their children and grandchildren. They lie buried side by side in Duncanville, Texas.

Nephew Yale Guen Mar was not welcome at the funerals by the Mar clan, and for understandable reasons.

But then Yale Guen Mar wasn't welcome at the funerals of his parents Tony Chee Mar and Kim Hi Wong either. No one wanted him at the funerals.

At Qingming Festival every year, Homer Yale Mar and his siblings pay respect to their parents Ben Shee Mar and Susan Suey Oy Wong, and all relatives and ancestors who have passed away. They spend time tidying up the graves and tombstones of Ben Shee Mar and Susan Suey Oy Wong. They offer food, flowers and paper money to their ancestors.

In stark contrast, Yale Guen Mar spends time sulking about times when he got thrashed by his father Tony Chee Mar and mother Kim Hi Wong for misbehavior.

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“Honor your father and your mother, as the Lord your God commanded you, that your days may be long, and that it may go well with you in the land that the Lord your God is giving you.”

- Deuteronomy 5:16

Yale Guen Mar, are you still mad with your mother, Kim Hi Wong?

Isn't that grossly unfair?

There are bad sons (like Yale Guen Mar) but bad mother is an oxymoron.

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And that is certainly not the fault of your mother, Kim Hi Wong.

She was the worst of the worse.

Get over your irrational grudges.

Kim Hi Wong and Tony Chee Mar were great parents. Ellen, Donald and Eugene grew up to be accomplished citizens. If you didn't it was your own character flaws that came in the way. Don't blame them, blame yourself for your pitiable life.

Remember everything you owe Tony Chee Mar. You met Tony Chee Mar for the first time as a 11 year old FOB in San Francisco - you had arrived from Hong Kong in 1949 after the communists took over the country you were born in. Tony Chee Mar (a US citizen) declared that you were his son so that you could be in USA.

Remember what he told you when you arrived in San Francisco, "This is Thanksgiving. We are going to have turkey." Wonder-struck, you asked him, "What is Thanksgiving, what is turkey?"

Yale Guen Mar, be grateful for everything your "father" Tony Chee Mar did for you selflessly.

* Tony Chee Mar signed papers to declare you to be his son so that
you could find refuge in USA after fleeing CCP takeover of China.

* Tony Chee Mar brought you up in his home in 914 10th Street in Safford, AZ.

* Tony Chee Mar let you work in his cafe.

* Tony Chee Mar taught you English and mathematics.

* Tony Chee Mar tried to teach you the difference between
rational and irrational numbers. It is another matter that
you were too dumb to understand.

* Tony Chee Mar let you have a room in their house at 914 10th Street in Safford, AZ
long after you had reached adulthood.

* Tony Chee Mar bought you a 1963 Pontiac when you were in your mid-twenties.

* You stopped mooching off your parents only when your
siblings Ellen, Donald and Eugene put a stop to it.

And, yes, Tony Chee Mar did punish you often when you were growing up , but that was because he had to. He hoped his (and Kim Hi Wong's) punishments will help you become a better person.

Unfortunately, you were incorrigible. You just couldn't stay on the straight and narrow. This, together with the obsession you had developed as a child in rural China of finger-fucking pigs in their assholes, made sure that you were never more than the miserable self you are right now.

Yale Guen Mar, you are still blinded by rage more than a dozen years after Tony Chee Mar and Kim Hi Wong passed away.

You are angry that you got punished by Kim Hi Wong who was doing all she could to keep you in the straight and narrow but to no avail.

It seems you are still sore that Tony Chee Mar cut off your pigtail the moment you landed in San Francisco on the Thanksgiving day of 1949.

You shouldn't bear grudge against Tony Chee Mar for refusing to shave a straight line along your head either.

Tony Chee Mar wanted to be a thoughtful father for an 11-year old boy he was seeing for the first time in his life. Tony had declared himself to be your father so that you could find refuge in USA after the imposition of CCP dictatorship in Beijing.

Yale Guen Mar, your "father" didn't want you to be ridiculed and heckled by your school mates in the new country.

That is why he chopped off your pigtail as soon as you got off the boat in San Francisco. And that is why he shaved off all your hair so that you could grow a normal crew cut and meld with your classmates.

But don't be an ingrate. Tony Chee Mar did his best to bring you up properly. You owe him immense debt. The least you can do is to visit Tony Chee Mar's grave now and then. Do so on November 5 (birthday), March 28 (day of death) and, of course, at Quingming festival and the Hungry Ghost festival. You will be a happier man if you do so.

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Yale Guen Mar, there is a good reason why Valerie, Kimberly and Brenton do not want to have anything to do with you.

Yale Guen Mar, you never learn from your mistakes. Even after the faux pas with Judah, you exposed yourself on skype under the pretext of potty training Valerie.

Forget Confucius. Learn from Xi Jinping!!!

Yale Guen Mar, can Xi Jinping teach you how to get toilet trained?

Then it would certainly be worth your time to learn from Xi Jinping.

Yale Guen Mar, even at 80, you are not old enough. Even little Luca is toilet trained. You are not and never will be.

Yale Guen Mar, were you really surprised when Luca wanted to know if you'll ever get toilet trained?

Luca no longer needs diapers. But you do.

Is it any surprise that Valentina and Luca start giggling whenever they hear of you?

So, Yale Guen Mar, are you surprised that Valentina and Luca start giggling at the very mention of your accursed name?

Yale Guen Mar, How dare you try to potty-train Luca on skype. Luca is already potty trained but you are not and never will be.

Luca no longer needs diapers. But you do, Yale Guen Mar. And you'll continue to need diapers till your dying day.

BTW, Yale Guen Mar, why don't you write an autobiography to make money from your life of shame?

Talk to Mr. Lee, your Hmong neighbor on your left. He had been in the publishing business for more than two dozen years. Perhaps he'll help you to get the story of your shameful life published.

Mr. Lee had been in the publishing business for over two decades. I am sure he is capable of lending a helping hand to Yale Guen Mar if the latter wants to publish an account of his wasted life.

But, of course, Mr. Lee might demand a price for helping Yale Guen Mar with the writing and publication of the autobiography.

Firstly, Yale Guen Mar will have to stop shitting in Mr. Lee's taro patch.

Secondly, Yale Guen Mar should seriously consider accepting the offer of all his Hmong neighbors for financing his trip to Cambodia for alternate medical treatment of his STD-scarred middle fingers.

Most importantly, Yale Guen Mar should promise never to come back to Merced, CA or even to USA for that matter from Cambodia.

Valentina and her brother Luca are lucky to have May Fung and the Buonamicis around.

Yale Guen Mar, you can blame no one but yourself if the Buonamicis are determined to shield Valentina and her brother Luca from the one that exposed himself on skype under the ruse of give potty training to Valentina.

And now, Yale Guen Mar, skype contacts with Valentina and her brother Luca are off limits for you without adult supervision. And very rightly so,

Yale Guen Mar, when Valentina's brother Luca was born recently, you were told that you cannot come to Boston because all flights in America have been canceled because of unseasonal snow storms in the month of May !!

Yuhua Luo hasn't helped matters by bringing to the attention of the Buonamicis your shenanigans with Judah.

May Fung, in the mean time, enjoys ready access to Valentina and her brother and unlimited quality time with them.

And so does Dr. Roberto Buonamici.

Yale Guen Mar, can't you be a responsible adult like May Fung and Roberto Buonamici?

Is it any wonder that Roberto Buonamici goes nuclear at the very mention of your name. He has threatened to sodomize you with a nuclear fuel rod.

Carlton left his two dogs with Yale Guen Mar in Merced as he and family had a great Thanksgiving feast in Fremont. Yuhua Luo joined Carlton at the Tahnksgiving feast and so did Carlton's biological father from China.

Yale Guen Mar, aren'y you glad your 11 lb turkey found a taker (nay, four takers) last year. You didn't have to eat it through 2017. But it is a pity that Huli, Kimi, Subi and Secola refused to share the turkey with you.

In the meantime in Boston, Brenton too had a grand Thanksgiving feast at his home. May Fung and Roberto Buonamici joined Brenton and his family.

BTW, Yale Guen Mar, behave decently in the presence of Luca. Don't even dream of doing a Judah on him. Silvia will not stand for it. You will be consigned to the dog house for the rest of your miserable life.

And, yes, Luca will soon get toilet trained. But don't jump the gun in potty training him. Remember how Silvia was appalled that you had exposed yourself to Valentina on skype under the pretext of giving her potty training?

Act like a decent man for a change. Or else, you'll no more enjoy privileges of skyping with Luca and Valentina.

It would be great if CCP workers can think of a good cost effective way to make Yale Guen Mar's asshole spill-proof in public places.

But, at the same time, Yale Guen Mar (posting under the fake name of Resty Wyse), it isn't wise for you to become so dependent on PRC for your diapers.

Yale Guen Mar (posting uncer the fake name of Resty Wyse), your diapers are not a fashion statement. They are the means to protecting the environment.

Yale Guen Mar, your dependence on Made-in-China diapers hasn't served you well. But to be fair, no diaper, regardless of where they are made, can protect you from seepage and leakage of poop and pee unless you have Meichi Thai change you into a clean diaper in the nick of time.

But try some Made-in-USA diapers to find out if they perform better.

But ultimately, Yale Guen Mar, you will be better off using the diaper only as your second line of defence.

Ask Meichi Thai to insert a Made-in-Portugal cork inside your asshole before she changes you into a diaper. With the diaper and the cork providing two layers of protection, you will then have better protection against seepage and leakage of your poop and pee.

Yale Guen Mar, are you planning any changes to your hygienically challenged lifestyle?

Yale Guen Mar (posting under the fake name of Resty Wyse), first tell us all you know about Confucius.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/EC2KzcmUwyA

Confucius never said that.

Yale Guen Mar, there are many things on heaven and earth than are dreamt of by the likes of you.

Forget Confucius. Learn from Xi Jinping!!!

Yale Guen Mar, can Xi Jinping teach you how to get toilet trained?

[s***@gmail.com]

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/lPUdvuUalYA

My son-in-law used to work for Rockwell Collins in San Jose. The plant was closed but they kept him working at home and paid him 40 hours a week. They kept telling him this is the last project for two years. Finally he told the company that Lockheed had offered him a job twice already and if he still won't go, Lockheed will never offer him a job again. The company finally stop sending him work so he can go work for Lockheed.

Yale Guen Mar, didn't Mr. Yamashita try to get you a job at Lockheed's cafeteria? What happened? Why didn't you get the job?

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/E1KBZGmTwdQ

He was one of millions of Chinese seniors growing old alone. So he put himself up for adoption. An 85-year-old grandfather who had failed to find caregivers tried another tack: putting himself up for adoption. A woman saw him taping a note to a store window, snapped a picture and posted it on social media with a plea: "I hope warmhearted people can help." Here's what happened. - Han’s greatest fear was that he would die in his bed, that someone would find his bones. But when his time came, he had someone to call. He made it to the hospital.
When his heart gave out, he was not alone.

Yale Guen Mar, you are 80 and going senile. But do not despair.

You are not as alone as you think you are.

Did you know that Mrs. Valerie Yamashita and Mrs Yuhua Luo are right now negotiating with your message carrier cousin in Santa Clara to find a final resting place for you?

Don't lose heart.

In fact, your current concern should be about seeking treatment for your bipolar disorder and your STD ravaged middle fingers. And that brings to mind two other persons who are willing to help you in your old age - Dr. LOng Dong of Cambodia and Rolida Lee of Mercedd, CA.

And lastly, but not the least, is Col. Homer Yale Mar who is willing to not just forgive you but helpyou out if you will offer him and Cynthia a sincere apology for your malicious behavior over the decades.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/hJ1hUL6Oz_k

Dr. Long Dong is playing his games again.
Anita Hill exposed you as an immoral and sexual predator preying on your subordinates. You should have your long dong cut off. That procedure is called castration.

Yale Guen Mar, you sound very despondent at the prospect of losing your STD ravaged middle fingers to surgery.

As you sow, so must you reap. After finger-fucking sows and male pigs alike, your middle fingers are STD ravaged beyond redemption.

As you prepare yourself to the amputation of your middle fingers, you might start practicing safe sex by using condoms on your fingers as you finger-fuck pigs. It is another matter that it would be like bolting the stable door after the horse has bolted. But may be Yale Guen Mar will be yet able to save his fingers, other than his middle fingers, if he starts using condoms.

If Yale Guen Mar wants to save his middle fingers as well, he should visit Dr. Long Dong in Cambodia for treatment under alternate medicine.

Yale Guen Mar, Cambodia should be a good bargain for your Medi Tour.

I advise that you try to raise funds to go to Cambodia for a second opinion on the treatment of your STD ravaged middle fingers and also for treatment of your bipolar disorder.

Rolida Lee has already take the initiative to raise money for your treatment from all your Hmong neighbors. But to avail yourself of that fund, you will have to give an undertaking that you'll not come back to Merced, CA after your treatment, or even to USA for that matter. Your Hmong neighbors are very patriotic. They don't want a mercenary like you to live in USA and live on welfare checks from Uncle Sam.

If you find it difficult to accept the conditions of your Hmong neighbors for funding your Cambodian Medi Tour, you should swallow your pride to beg funds from cousin Homer Yale Mar. Cousin Homer is a very kind man who will help even his worst enemy. Col. Homer Yale Mar is unlikely to mind if you come back to Merced, CA after your medical treatment.

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Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

Yale Guen Mar, you have lived with grave health issues since childhood. And now you suffer from bipolar disorder.

Yale Guen Mar, your health issues were diagnosed fairly early even before you were a teenager by the Safford, AZ physician Dr. Jenkin.

Didn't Dr. Jenkin tell you that your sphincter muscles are no good?

Dr. Jenkin predicted very correctly that you'll always have to be in diapers unless you underwent asshole surgery.

Dr. Jenkin recommended a sphincter muscle transplant so that you may get control over your asshole. He looked for possible donors in Safford's piggeries. There were a couple of pigs with exact match but you were so scared of surgery that Dr. Jenkin decided against transplant of pig's sphincter muscle on to your blasted asshole.

As a temporary fix, Dr. Jenkin of Safford, AZ had suggested use of corks in Yale Guen Mar's asshole to stem continuous outflow of stool. Even today, the octogenarian Resty's caregiver, Meichi Thai, has been inserting corks into Yale Guen Mar's asshole to stem the flow.

[s***@gmail.com]

Resty, get a hold on yourself. Stop frothing.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/HyMxFgaW_mA/c4nukn_xxnoJ

When my brothers were in their pre-teens, we went to our town's doctor
and asked him if there were any medicine to make them grow taller.
Dr. Jenkins gave us about a 15 minute-talk about growth hormones.
And he was glad to do it. He was not our regular family doctor.
We were just walking by his office.

Yale Guen Mar, did Dr. Jenkins recommend a shrink for you?

If so, why didn't you go to the shrink? Timely action may have done wonders for your psychological wellbeing.

Yale Guen Mar, you should try to seek medical care from Dr. Long Dong in Cambodia if you want to live to see the year of the pig, or even the year of the dog that is nearly upon us.

Yale Guen Mar, try your best to travel to Cambodia for alternate medical treatment under Dr. Long Dong's supervision. Your doctor, Dr. Long Dong, will put you up in a pig sty you'll definitely like.

He will treat you for your bipolar disorder.

He'll also give you a second opinion on your middle fingers ravaged by STD aggravated by years of finger-fucking pigs in their asshole.

I think you should leave instructions to have your body cremated. Burial (in land or in sea) would pollute the earth irretrievably.

Yale Guen Mar, your angry outbursts means more work for your caretaker, Meichi Thai. Your blood pressure shoots up making your hemorrhoid scarred anus bleed afresh. Meichi Thai is right now applying ointment to your bleeding shit-hole.

Yale Guen mar, please control your temper. Attend some anger management courses.

Yes, you can take them online - that way you don't have to carry your bed pan to the class room.

Meichi Thai is relieved. She told the Hmong neighbors on Twilight Avenue that Yale Guen Mar's bleeding in his anus has stopped. But Meichi Thai wants Yale Guen Mar to go to the doctor to see if the hemorrhoid scars in his shit-hole can be surgically removed.

Yale Guen Mar also needs to control his temper and blood pressure alike. He is already 75 (born February 1, 1938). There is only so much that his clogged arteries can take - years and years of food from the Cantonese restaurant (founded by his great grandfather in the 19th century to serve chow mein to railway workers in California) has taken its toll.

Yale Guen Mar should eat more vegetable and less crow and chicken feet.

He should practice Tai Chi even if he must lie on his bed pan 24/7. He should learn to do so by just moving his hands but not his stomach, butt and legs.

[s***@gmail.com]

Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

Yale Guen Mar, stop blaming your mother, Kim Hi Wong, and your father, Tony Chee Mar, for all your woes. You are now 80. Own up to your character flaws before you croak.

Your mother, Kim Hi Wong, and your father, Tony Chee Mar, were good parents and noble souls. Your siblings like Donald Yale Mar and Eugene Yale Mar are achievers because they had parents like Kim Hi Wong and Tony Chee Mar.

Yale Guen Mar, you are the black sheep in the family. KIm Hi Wong was always worried about you. That is why she used to spank you all the time to keep you in the straight and narrow. That is why your buttocks were sore all the time when you were growing up.

But nothing worked. As the old saying says, you can drag a mule to the well, but you can't make it drink from the well.

Yale Guen Mar, you are a disgrace to the Mar clan. That is why you were not welcome to the funerals of Tony Chee Mar and of Kim Hi Wong.

In fact, even your cousins don't think much of you. That is why you were not welcome to the funerals of your uncle Ben Shee Mar and of your aunt Susan Suey Oy Wong.

Tony Chee Mar and Kim Hi Wong did everything they could do bring you up well.

And even after you were 18, they let you have a room in their house in Arizona.

Kim Hi Wong had tearfully told her sister-in-law, Susan Suey Oy Wong, how much it hurt her to be spanking you and giving you time-outs when you were growing up. You were thrashed time and again but to no effect.

Aunt Susan's son (cousin Homer Yale Mar) went on to become a colonel in the US army. And all you could do was get a dishonorable discharge from the army as a private. If you didn't suffer a rank reduction at discharge, it was because you were already at the lowest rung.

Uncle Ben Shee Mar was very proud of cousin Homer, and rightly so.

Yale Guen Mar, on the other hand, was a loser all his life.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/Ug6eKtEdCFM

Post by Resty Wyse

My stepson's real father came from China to visit him for the next two months yesterday (Saturday). Within a few hours, he said he cannot stand his father.
He said his father is dirty, clothing dirty, constantly smoking (no one in my house smoke), constantly talking,...

That sounds like you, constantly talking...LOL

Yale Guen Mar, is this your really your step son? Aren't you just taking liberties by referring to Yuhua Luo's step son as your own?

I recall you were thrown out of the UC at Davis campus by this step son of Yuhua Luo.

Yale Guen Mar's ex domestic partner had a step son at UC, Davis in the veterinary department. The step son knew a professor of animal psychology in the department. Yale Guen Mar went to visit Carlton at UC at Davis to borrow money.

The kid tried to help Yale Guen Mar by arranging a meeting with the professor of animal psychology to discuss Yale Guen Mar's psychological problems. But Yale Guen Mar just wanted to borrow money from Carlton and refused the help. This enraged the step son of his ex domestic partner and Yale Guen Mar got kicked out of the UC, Davis campus and forbidden to ever again trying to meet the kid for money or for anything else.

Yale Guen Mar, you have been scarred by your anger against your parents Tony Chee Mar and Kim Hi Wong who according to your account did nothing but abuse you.

Yale Guen Mar, you are a fifth generation restaurant worker. Your parents Tony Chee Mar and Kim Hi Wong did the best they could. But you did far worse for yourself than your siblings and cousin did.

Come to Texas to get reacquainted with cousin Homer who is living the American dream.

Cousin Homer thanks his star that he does not live in the vicinity of Yale Guen Mar who, even as a 11-yar old, would day dream for hours about pigs in his native village in mainland china and in California where he had been shipped off by his step mother.

Cousin Homer was a no nonsense boy who had initially though that Yale Guen Mar might make a good playmate. But he was soon disillusioned. Even in 1949, Yale Guen Mar would throw fits whenever he failed to get his way.


Worse still, Yale Guen Mar just couldn't get over his pain of parting with his favorite pigs in mainland China in 1949. Yale Guen Mar wasn't old enough to ejaculate. But he still spent hours yanking his little dick while dreaming about pigs he had left behind in mainland China.

Today, Yale Guen Mar can't abuse USA enough. But in 1949, he was trying very hard to be an American. He hadn't been circumcised in China. But fortunately his foreskin was quite short making it look like he had actually been circumcised. Yale Guen Mar , as a 11-year old FOB, would deliberately expose himself to prove his claim that he had been circumcised like all his peers in his new country. Yale Guen Mar would even mark up his penis with marker pens to fake his circumcision scar.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/QciBwvvvpFY

Post by Resty Wyse
Hello Resty, are you still there in Merced?
Are you okay or not?
Is your medical okay to you.

Yale Guen Mar's "son" Carlton was not at all happy with Yale Guen Mar's "posts" all over the internet. Carlton threatened to spank Yale and give him time-outs if he didn't stop posting.

It is quite likely that Yale Guen Mar is on a time-out sitting on the red sofa overlooking the kitchen. Yale Guen Mar dares not post because he will surely get spanked if he gets up from the red sofa to access his computer.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/kTrWlH21ANc

Post by Resty Wyse
who wants a father who fucks many wives at the same time .

Unlike Yale Guen Mar, Tony Chee Mar's other sons Eugene Yale Mar and Donald Yale Mar are achievers. They are both physicians.

Ben Shee Mar's son is also an achiever. He retired as a colonel in the US Army.

In stark contrast, Yale Guen Mar was given a dishonorable discharge as a private in the US Army.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/kTrWlH21ANc

Post by Resty Wyse

who wants a father who fucks many wives at the same time .

Unlike Yale Guen Mar, Tony Chee Mar's other sons Eugene Yale Mar and Donald Yale Mar are achievers. They are both physicians.
Ben Shee Mar's son is also an achiever. He retired as a colonel in the US Army.
In stark contrast, Yale Guen Mar was given a dishonorable discharge as a private in the US Army.

Yale Guen Mar, your stupid posts have always been a source of mirth and merriment.

But your "son" Carlton is unhappy, he is embarrassed by your stupid posts.

Carlton told Yale Guen Mar to stop posting or else to get spanked and be sent to his room for a lengthy time out.

[s***@gmail.com]

Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

Yale Guen Mar, what are your plans for Thanksgiving 2018? Are you going to babysit Kimi and Subi so that Carlton, wife, father from China and Yuhua Luo can have quiet dinner in Fremont?

Yale Guen Mar, are you buying a turkey for this Thanksgiving? Don't bother. Even an 11 lb turkey will last you forever. Just get some chicken nuggets from MacDonalds.

Yale Guen Mar, it has been exactly 69 years since you found refuge in USA after fleeing Communist takeover in mainland China.

Yale Guen Mar, you will be 81 on February 1. Do you remember how you muddied the San Francisco Bay in 1949 as soon as you got off the boat from Hong Kong?

Yale Guen Mar, you owe Tony Chee Mar everything. Recall that you met Tony Chee Mar for the first time as a 11 year old "Fresh of the Boat" in San Francisco - you had just arrived from Hong Kong in 1949 after the communists took over the country you were born in. Out of the kindness of his heart, Tony Chee Mar (a US citizen) declared that you were his son so that you could be in USA.

Recall what he told you when you arrived in San Francisco. Tony Chee Mar told you, "Yale, you are a turkey".

Tony Chee Mar then added, "This is Thanksgiving. We are going to have turkey."

Wonder-struck, you had said, "Dad, what is Thanksgiving, what is turkey?"

This would be your 70th Thanksgiving in the land of the free, home of the brave.

Are you going to babysit Kimi and Subi this Thanksgiving as well?

it was very nice of you to babysit them last year so that Carlton, wife, his father from China and Yuhua Luo could have a nice Thanksgiving dinner in Fremont.

[s***@gmail.com]

Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

Yale Guen Mar, you are 81 and going senile. But do not despair.

You are not as alone as you think you are.

Did you know that Mrs. Valerie Yamashita and Mrs Yuhua Luo are right now negotiating with your message carrier cousin in Santa Clara to find a final resting place for you?

Don't lose heart.

In fact, your current concern should be about seeking treatment for your bipolar disorder and your STD ravaged middle fingers. And that brings to mind two other persons who are willing to help you in your old age - Dr. LOng Dong of Cambodia and Rolida Lee of Mercedd, CA.

And lastly, but not the least, is Col. Homer Yale Mar who is willing to not just forgive you but helpyou out if you will offer him and Cynthia a sincere apology for your malicious behavior over the decades.

https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/soc.culture.china/hJ1hUL6Oz_k

Post by Resty Wyse
Dr. Long Dong is playing his games again.
Anita Hill exposed you as an immoral and sexual predator preying on your subordinates. You should have your long dong cut off. That procedure is called castration.

Yale Guen Mar, you sound very despondent at the prospect of losing your STD ravaged middle fingers to surgery.

As you sow, so must you reap. After finger-fucking sows and male pigs alike, your middle fingers are STD ravaged beyond redemption.

As you prepare yourself to the amputation of your middle fingers, you might start practicing safe sex by using condoms on your fingers as you finger-fuck pigs. It is another matter that it would be like bolting the stable door after the horse has bolted. But may be Yale Guen Mar will be yet able to save his fingers, other than his middle fingers, if he starts using condoms.

If Yale Guen Mar wants to save his middle fingers as well, he should visit Dr. Long Dong in Cambodia for treatment under alternate medicine.

Yale Guen Mar, Cambodia should be a good bargain for your Medi Tour.

I advise that you try to raise funds to go to Cambodia for a second opinion on the treatment of your STD ravaged middle fingers and also for treatment of your bipolar disorder.

Rolida Lee has already take the initiative to raise money for your treatment from all your Hmong neighbors. But to avail yourself of that fund, you will have to give an undertaking that you'll not come back to Merced, CA after your treatment, or even to USA for that matter. Your Hmong neighbors are very patriotic. They don't want a mercenary like you to live in USA and live on welfare checks from Uncle Sam.

If you find it difficult to accept the conditions of your Hmong neighbors for funding your Cambodian Medi Tour, you should swallow your pride to beg funds from cousin Homer Yale Mar. Cousin Homer is a very kind man who will help even his worst enemy. Col. Homer Yale Mar is unlikely to mind if you come back to Merced, CA after your medical treatment.

[s***@gmail.com]

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Post by Resty Wyse
No, I am not abandoned. My children are independent.
They are full grown and educated.
They don't need me, and I certainly don't need them.
I see them once or twice a year.

----
Humbug Dog
You ain't nothin' but a humbug dog
Cryin' all the time
You ain't nothin' but a humbug dog
Cryin' all the time
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine
Well you said you was high-classed
Well, that was just a lie
Yeah you said you was high-classed
Well, that was just a lie
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine.
Wakalukong

Ben Shee Mar (and his wife Susan suey Oy Wong) had 4 children:

* Homer Yale Mar - he retired as a colonel in the USA Army.
He had served dutifully in Vietnam during his service.

* Virginia Taylor - she has chronicled (with cousin Ellen Heath as joint author)
a detailed history of the Mar clan.

* Clarence Yale Mar - he is the Vice President of a global electronics company.
Clarence works from Austin, TX.

* Lawrence Yale Mar - he is a high official with the IRS specializing in nabbing tax evaders.

Uncle Ben never regretted bringing cousin Homer to the USA in 1946.

Uncle Tony never regretted bringing cousin Ellen to USA either.

But he regretted all his life that he didn't leave you (Resty) in PRC.

Yale Guen Mar, you are a fifth generation restaurant worker. You should have been able to survive as a janitor at any restaurant. But you didn't. Bad work ethics and lack of honesty doomed you to firings.

Remember the time you ran away from home? Ellen is the only one who cried for you. And when you came back, she made you promise never to run away from home again.

Ellen graduated from college whereas you had to buy a fake degree from a diploma mill. And even that didn't work. You ricocheted from one firing to another janitorial job at restaurants. And finally you gave up.
You have subsisted on welfare checks from Uncle Sam and now you supplement the welfare checks with 50 cents per approved post from Uncle Chang.

Ellen had a fulfilling career as a marketing specialist in the electronics industry.

Resty, the loss is yours that you are not in touch with your siblings and your cousins - all of whom are achievers.

You haven't heard of many a thing, dear Resty. You haven't heard of Uncle Ben and Aunt Susan either. And you know nothing of your cousins Homer, Gini, Clarence and Larry.

It is another matter that they have a terrible perception of you and make a real effort to avoid meeting you.

Resty (Yale Guen Mar), the janitorial jobs you held, even if they were for cafeterias of defence contractors, don't need security clearances. But getting fired from these jobs became a routine for yopu.

Yale Guen Mar, if you must philosophize, then philosophize why you have never been able to hold on to your job.

You are less than a janitor because you could never hold on to your job as a janitor.

You got fired again and again at restaurants after restaurants.

Yale Guen Mar, even Tony Chee Mar gave up on you when he barred you from "working" at his cafe.

It was "dad" (Tony Chee Mar who gave you your first job - at his cafe. But he soon realized that having you inside the cafe was a disaster for his business.

Your next job was with another Tony who had gone to school with you. He gave you a job at his Volkswagen dealership. You were unceremoniously fired after just one day at the Job !!

Yale Guen Mar, won't it be far more fruitful for you to analyze why you get fired from your menial jobs consistently and repeatedly?

Here is a partial list of employers who had to fire you for your lack of honsty and work ethics:

* Junction City Cafe of Kansas fired you when Uncle Ben caught you wasting
time engaged in unholy acts inside a piggery

Your uncle (Tony Chee Mar's twin brother Ben Shee Mar) hired you as a janitor.
Uncle Ben was willing to send you to college at Kansas State University. But you let
him down so badly that he had to fire you.

* Double Happiness Restaurant of Arizona fired you.

This was a job that a class friend from school (who went to University of Arizona)
had managed to get for you. You let him down badly when you got fired.

* Peacock Restaurant of Arizona fired you.

Tony Chee Mar had requested Ms. Yee to give you a job as a janitor. You botched up
the job as usual and got fired. Tony Chee Mar felt shamed by your failure.

* Mesa Rice Bowl of Arizona fired you

The Mar clan was nice enough to get you a job at this restaurant when no other
restaurant would. As usual, you let down the Mars and got fired unceremoniously.

* The US Army gave you a dishonorable discharge.

You just couldn't get over your perversions. The only reason that you didn't
suffer a loss of rank with your dishonorable discharge was because as a private
you were already at the lowest rung. In sharp contrast, cousin Homer served
in Vietnam and retired as a colonel in the US Army.

* Dynalectron's cafeteria in California fired you.

This was just another lost opportunity for you when you got fired
the very first week of joining.

* Gene-Gee Restaurant of California fired you when you got caught purloining
restaurant supplies.


Yale Guen Mar, you most certainly didn't get fired from everyone ofl your menial jobs because you were a star performer.