Little Bastard

Story time.

Once upon a time, there was a little bastard called Boh Hock. He did not have to work hard for his living as he was born with a silver shit spoon in his mouth. His family was very well-to-do, you could see him driving a very expensive car everywhere in the little town.

Rich was not a sin but his attitude toward people was horrible. He looked down at others and treated them like a dogs. People scared of him as his father was XXX!

One day, while he was enjoying speeding his car, he was stopped by a Traffic Police.

police:Hey man, do you see the traffic light.
bastard: Of course I see!
police: What colour?
With a tulan face, Boh Hock answered,
bastard: Red. So what!
police: So, why don’t you stop?
bastard: Why stop!
After a pause, he said,
bastard: You know who my father is?!
With a smile on his face, the traffic police said,
police: Excuse me sir, I think I couldn’t help you on that, you should ask your mother!
bastard:

Thanks for listening! The moral of the story, if you don’t know who your father is, ask your mom! Just kidding! I believe you get the hidden meaning of the story! Have a nice day! :P