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good evening, at 945pm today, ur puny little swift tried to display a show of pure horsepower by cutting lane and accelerating upslope without signalling with 3 cars barreling down towards u at yck road/jln kaku junction cutting smack into our lanes, u proceed to high beam the cars who had high beam u back and attempting to jio them saw u picking a fight with one car driver further down spare a thought for ur wife and kid, u p plate still do such stunt, tuah 120+ on YCK road, saw ur wife carry baby no seat belt in front seat ur number plate and this incident will be reported to TP tomorrow

Female carpark bully: If I can 'chope' seat with tissue, I can 'chope' parking lot http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singapor...nt.jsp?id=46363 STOMPer Sadpanda wanted to reverse into an available lot at VivoCity's carpark, but was stunned to find a woman standing in the middle of it. He signalled to tell her he was reversing, but was shocked to be told that the lot was reserved for her husband. John tells STOMP:

sometimes wife drive car out with kid or her mom since she got her license. but she always knocked here knocked there. in less than 2 months, she dented car doors, badly scratched front bumper, and made two dents on rear bumper. workshop quoted $600 to repair and it's already the cheapest. my car is quite new less than one year old. blamed her no use. and cant blame too hard you know. hope her to get a sense of responsibility so asked her to pay the repair but got refused. she does not seem to care at all for all these. expert please help...what to do?

Thought she never really like cycling, this turned out to be the perfect Christmast present. She will probably go cycling more now. Bought this Louis Garneau MV2 Pro Upgraded the groupset to a pretty impressive 10 speed, looks good too! (thank you Sean from Soul) the optional rack the $12 basket from Ikea Now... Only with this, the ride is purposeful

Really pathetic....wonder any bro here married one ? http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/finance...toxic-wife.html

A police officer pulls over a speeding car. The officer says, ' I clocked you at 80 miles per hour, sir.' The driver says, 'Gee, officer I had it on cruise control at 60, perhaps your radar gun needs calibrating.' Not looking up from her knitting the wife says: 'Now don't be silly dear, you know that this car doesn't have cruise control.' As the officer writes out the ticket, the driver looks over at his wife and growls, 'Can't you please keep your mouth shut for once?' The wife smiles demurely and says, 'You should be thankful your radar detector went off when it did.' As the officer makes out the second ticket for the illegal radar detector unit, the man glowers at his wife and says through clenched teeth, 'Dammit, woman, can't you keep your mouth shut?' The officer frowns and says, 'And I notice that you're not wearing your seat belt, sir. That's an automatic $75 fine.' The driver says, 'Yeah, well, you see officer, I had it on, but took it off when you pulled me over so that I could get my license out of my back pocket.' The wife says, 'Now, dear, you know very well that you didn't have your seat belt on. You never wear your seat belt when you're driving.' And as the police officer is writing out the third ticket the driver turns to his wife and barks, 'WHY DON'T YOU PLEASE SHUT UP??' The officer looks over at the woman and asks, 'Does your husband always talk to you this way, Ma'am?' ... ... ... ... ... ... I love this part.... : 'Only when he's been drinking.'

My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?' I said, 'Dust.' And then the fight started... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.' I bought her a scale. And then the fight started... > -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive... so, I took her to a gas station. And then the fight started... > -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.' And then the fight started... > -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table. My wife asked, 'Do you know her?' 'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.' 'My God!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?' And then the fight started... > --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Home > Breaking News > Singapore > Story Sep 25, 2008 'Dead' man jailed Shamsul plotted with wife and others to get payouts by faking death By Elena Chong A MAN played dead so he could claim Central Provident Fund (CPF) and insurance payouts totalling almost $270,000 - and then blew the whistle on himself to prevent his Indonesian wife from getting her hands on more of his insurance money. Yesterday, Shamsul Bahri Lamaon, 44, was sent to jail for 42 months for the scam. He admitted to conspiring with his wife, Madam Rima Triyana, and others to deceive the CPF Board into believing he had died of a heart attack in Indonesia. The board released $143,142 to the Public Trustee in 2006 as Shamsul had not nominated a recipient for the funds. The unemployed man also plotted with his 34-year-old wife and others to cheat Great Eastern (GE) Life Assurance of $125,690 in the same manner. The money was paid to Madam Rima in October that year. The remainder of the total death claim of $325,940 was intended for Shamsul's son, who was a minor. In sentencing Shamsul, District Judge Liew Thiam Leng said it was important to deter other like-minded offenders. He noted that two institutions were involved, and that the amount involved was substantial. In 2004, Shamsul, then an engineer, was posted to work in Jakarta. He owed money to a few financial institutions as a result of credit card debts. Two years later, he quit his job. His wife then hatched a scheme to fake his death and use fraudulent documents to file claims with the CPF Board and GE. He agreed to go along with it. They wanted the money to run a business, buy a house and pay for their children's education. To avoid detection, Shamsul remained in a village at Surade while his wife went about getting the fake documents to show that he had died of a heart attack on April 20, 2006. She then flew to Singapore in August 2006 to make her claims. Both institutions approved the claims. The CPF Board lodged the money with the Public Trustee pending a claim on the money by Shamsul's next of kin. GE paid Madam Rima her share of the payout. In January this year, fearing that his wife would get the insurance money meant for his son, Shamsul asked his cousin to alert GE to stop the payment, and to tell the company he was alive. He was arrested on Feb 4 when he arrived from Jakarta. His wife is at large. The CPF money was later reinstated to his account. Pleading for leniency, Shamsul said he was remorseful and did not get a single cent from his wife. He said his mother was taking care of his three children and had difficulty doing all the housework by herself. He could have been jailed for up to seven years and fined on each charge. [email protected] http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking...ry_282302.html guess he dun trust her with so much $$ and ran away.

Help ! Wife who just pass test yesterday, just now go for orientation. Then at the carpark (not at my carpark, mine no railing), she bang into the railing. What should I do now ?? Inform insurance ? infor Alpine workshop ? If tell insurance , any diference if tell them is wife drive or driven by me ? Or such cases do on my own outside better ? Thnaks 1st time (hope last) , dont know what to do. Car still under warranty. What should I do ?

Did your wife helping you ? ( washing/Polishing ). /

BBC reported tt Thaksin's wife is found guilty of tax evasion and sentenced to 3 yrs jail. Did Thaksin make a wrong political move by going back to Thailand to answer his charges? He may be next to be jailed...

Wife of opposition member Tan Lead Shake arrested for suspected murder By Valarie Tan, Channel NewsAsia | Posted: 28 June 2008 1804 hrs Photos 1 of 1 SINGAPORE: Police arrested a 26-year-old Chinese national in connection with a murder at Paya Lebar Crescent on Saturday. She had allegedly stabbed her brother-in-law and slashed his wife. Channel NewsAsia understands the suspect is the wife of opposition party member Tan Lead Shake, who was nicknamed "Slipper Man" for his choice of footwear when he contested in previous elections. The incident took place at a two-storey bungalow. Blood stains were seen splattered all over the front porch. Eyewitnesses and neighbours said they heard loud screams coming from the house from about 5am. "The screams were frantic, like they were coming from a crazy person," said a neighbour. "The women and the children were crying," said another. "They fight amongst themselves quite a lot. They were always quite noisy. Ya, I can always hear them shouting at one another." Police were called to the scene at 6am. They found a man and a woman, both injured, in a bedroom on the second level. "The man suffered stab wounds to his body while the woman suffered neck injuries. A knife with blood stains was found within the house compound," said a police spokesperson. The couple were sent to hospital. But the 34-year-old man was pronounced dead an hour later, while his wife is in critical condition. The dead man is the younger brother of opposition party member Tan Lead Shake. Later in the afternoon, police arrested Tan's wife at Victoria Street in connection with the murder. She will be charged in court on Monday. If found guilty, she faces the death penalty. - CNA/ir

Placed a deposit for a Honda in April. Had put down the car

Filipino nurse stabbed dead by hubby, then drowns in Hudson River A Singaporean man killed his Filipina wife, abandoned their children in a restaurant and then drowned himself in the Hudson River, Monday in New Jersey. Peter Ng, 58, killed his wife Ruth Sigue, 38, by stabbing her several times in the chest inside their apartment in Somerville. Authorities said Ng believed that his wife, a registered nurse, was having an affair. The Jersey Journal and Star-Ledger reported that Sigue

Just wondering, are u guys doing the same duties? I'm mostly travelling around to work myself by bike, which is my prefered mode of transport cos I love riding. My wife don't really feel comfortable being on a bike. For that, we decided to share the cost to get a small car so that I can fetch her and sometimes our parents on 4 wheels comfortably. But somehow I felt quite irritated that I'm being taken for a chaffuer, as in sometimes she is overly enthusiatic into offering other people a ride here and there. Even when it means over carrying, in our tiny 1L car. I told her before that ours is just a small little car and the braking isn't that effective when overloaded and I do have to step on the brakes harder to stop esp when the speed is a little faster....insurance might be a prob too if sxxt happens when overloaded. Do anyone shares my woes too? Sorry for the the early morning rant. Just need to get it off my head....

My wife came back with a new haircut today It really don't suit her at all. When we were newly married, she had long feminine hair. Then now with 2 kids in, she want a fuss free hairstyle. Problem is, the more she cut, the shorter it get. And she really isn't suitable for short hair. Although I love her for who she is, now I just can't really bring myself to look at her. I don't even find her attractive at all with this new haircut, but still I have to pretend it's okay so as not to hurt her feeling.

A male driver is pulled over by a cop and the following conversation takes place: Man: What's the problem officer? Cop: You were going at least 75 in a 55 zone. Man: No sir, I was going 65. Wife: Oh Harry. You were going 80. (Man gives his wife a dirty look.) Cop: I'm also going to give you a ticket for your broken tail light. Man: Broken tail light? I didn't know about a broken tail light! Wife: Oh Harry, you've known about that tail light for weeks. (Man gives his wife a dirty look.) Cop: I'm also going to give you a citation for not wearing your seat belt. Man: Oh, I just took it off when you were walking up to the car. Wife: Oh Harry, you never wear your seat belt. Man: Shut your mouth, woman! Cop: Ma'am, does your husband always talk to you this way? Wife: No, only when he's drunk.

TS's note: The title of this thread, for the sake of continuity, shall remain as The Wife of J, Part IV. This may not be too apt here, as it is mostly about J, and his view on the marriage. This was meant to be the final installment, but I have received (too) many PMs asking me variously about J, R, their marriage and their future. I may or may not write part V, depending on reader demands. Also for heaven's sake (this is for the forummer who posted me the question on the sex thingy), please do not ask me which positions they usually do it in. I'm close to J but NOT THAT CLOSE! J got married in 2005 to a girl whom he has met while on overseas travel. According to J, R was very different then. Tall, shapely and soft spoken, she was, according to him, the epitome of womanhood. She would defer to him for all decisions from minor things like where to dine, what clothes to wear, to the important things like their plans for the future. She would laugh with him and do everything with him without complaint. They dated for about 3-4 months before he popped the question. R said yes. I believe sincerely that J was, and still is, a man many girls would say yes to. Fair looking, well-spoken, and born into a wealthy family, J never had lack of female admirers himself. J is about 32 this year and the son of a food retail businessman, whose family resides in an opulent mansion somewhere in the central part of Singapore. According to J, R started to change gradually after marriage. From being submissive, she would, over a period of months, become more and more dominant and abusive toward J. She also started to pile on the pounds. It had occured to him that she suffered from some form of schizophrenia, but she would turn abusive whenever he suggested that she seek professional help. J's happiness, freedom and dreams started to be destroyed one by one. During the night we chatted, he admitted that he often looked back into the pre-marriage days and wondered what had come over his wife, the woman whom was once so demure and submissive toward him. Gone was that girl, and in her place lingered a vile presence that is beyond reason and comprehension. J told me that he broke down several times, and after a few encounters of violence with R, he wanted nothing to do with her or the marriage any longer. He told me that he was tempted several times to either pack his bags and run to the other end of the world, or to stab a fork into her throat while she slept. He had not done either, because he has not given up hope searching for and falling in love again the R that he had first come to know. He still believes to this day that R still has some good left in her, buried below the veneers of unpleasantness that overflows from her each and every day. It is for this perceived good that J still hangs on for. Divorce has likewise occured to J "almost on a daily basis" for the past 2 years or so. Yet the thoughts of divorce always warred with his wish of finding the old loving R, and so far love has prevailed. J has become numb to the antics, spite and abusive tendencies of R, and chooses to believe that his wife is very ill mentally. He has to date not succeeded in convincing her to get any medical help. J believes that love would see both of them through and one day, he would get a breakthrough. He had told me that he would give them both another 3 years to work things out, and "get the demon exorcised from their marriage". I told him to consider carefully. He or R might very well end up dead in three years time. J told me something then, an incident he experienced with R a few weeks prior to the night he seeked solace at my house. He had a very hard cry when he finished his story. After hearing about it, I came to realise that J's hopes were not based on pure wistful thinking or ungrounded imagination. If what he said were true, J has earned his right to hope that he would one day find his "original R". The incident with J recounted to me deserves to be put into a separate installment. Part V may or may not be posted, depending on how much you wish to know about it. I do not wish to bore you if this saga is becoming a little stale, you see.... Till then, constant reader, I remain your humble LK.

Dear all, Just curious about this. So do a poll here. This poll refers to your current marriage.

Ok. To that someone who said part III is to be released in Summer at a theatre near you, I think its a good line. Author's note: In order for this to make complete sense, you have to read part I and II of the this thread. I admit using my imagination to fill in some small gaps in the story. For those of you following the story, you would recall that I found J standing outside my house one night, battered and bruised. I invited him and we had a long chat that night about his marriage with R, his side of the tale, and mostly about the horrors he had to endure during the past 3 years. The various encounters he recounted to me were similar. They reek of brutality, schizophrenic tendencies and unnecessary violence. I shall describe one such incident to you, as described to me by J, my poor friend. It was the night which J came home after some drinks with clients, sometime in 2006. Not drunk, but a little flushed in the face. He stepped through the door to find R glaring at him while positively quivering with rage. He recalled the exchange they had before hell broke loose upon him. R: So, where have you been?! J: Drinking with clients. I smsed you to inform you R: I do not want you ever drinking again! J: Its part of work please try to understand... R: No! No! NO! Fxxking NO! The talking part is done. From behind her she raised the spatula which she has been holding all along and began smacking it with serious force on his head. According to J, the scary thing was the battlecry which R put behind each blow. It was as if she was rapturing in joy with each connection the steel spatula makes with a fragile human head. J started to shield himself with instinct, as he screamed in shock and pain. J recounted that this was the first major physical abuse that he suffered. There were other minor ones, he said, but the memory of this incident wiped the rest out like a colossal tidal wave enveloping the usual waves at the shorefront.. R continued battering J in such a manner, even when the blood started to gush from his head and arms, even when the cries of pain changed to begs for mercy. J said that he would never forget the face of R when he happened to glance at her. It was a face that he described as "totally demented and void of humanity" J at some point decided that he needed to save himself at some point. He rose and pushed her off. This seemed to enrage her further and she charged for the second wave of sadistic violence. J told me that the only thing he could do then was to grab his briefcase, which was lying nearby, and slammed it blindly into the charging demon that was R. He could not remember where she was hit, but after the impact, he remembered both of them sitting on opposite ends of the floor rug, panting and sobbing. R simply started bawling and accusing J of making her resort to such means to curb his "sinful ways". She ran into her room shortly and left J sitting by himself, bleeding and hurt. J decided to drive himself to a nearby clinic, where I could imagine that he had a colorful time trying to explain to the doctor what had happened to him. I could not remember the exact number, but J needed 20 plus stitches in total for his injuries, which was carried out at a hospital later. That night, I sat with my friend and listened to him. I listened well. For this was a man who was slowly fading. He recounted to me at least 4 other battery incidents, but as they are similar in nature, I shall not bore you by describing them to you. What I learned was that R was a woman without a fuse, and provoked by the slightest perceived slight from her husband. Yet J insisted that she was "not like this" before their marriage. The trouble started only after the first month after their wedding, over some minor laundry incident. Many of you are asking, why does J stay married with R despite all this? What was R like before they married? Most importantly, what does J plan to do now? Catch the 4th and final instalment of this series to find out, my constant readers.

This post is dedicated to my friend J, his marriage and the wife who, according to him, has become an immovable obstacle to his happiness. J got married suddenly in 2005. It was a surprise to all his friends. He had just returned from an overseas trip and just declared that he has found his wife. He was a man who always knew where his happiness lie, and would set out to pursue it relentlessly. Looking at his life now, I would say that he should have gone the other direction when he met his then wife to be. After months of living with the wife he chose, he then understood that his days of happiness were history, ending with the day he signed his name on the dotted line. For a man with his own apartment, owns 2 nice cars, and looks kind of boyish, I wonder why he chose the wife he chose. We'll leave J for another day. What I want to tell you about today is his wife. J's wife hails from a nearby country, and is built abundantly. I stand close to 6ft (1.8m) and she could look at me levelly eye to eye whenever we hold a conversation (or what loosely passes off as one), both of us barefoot at her house. I know for a fact that she weighs at least 90kg. Now close your eyes and imagine a woman of this proportion. That is perfectly alright in itself. The thing is, when you couple this with a personality that even an Italian Mafia member would find intimidating, that, dear constant reader, means that the Orc battalion from the dark army of Sauron is missing one soldier. Before I tell you about the monstrosities which I encountered with this lady, let me tell you that yes, I asked J more than once why his choice was such. The last time I checked his visual health, there were no cataracts or anything. No stamps on his eyelids either. So why her, I asked J, after an unpleasant encounter with the wife, whom we shall call R. J: Because she was much more demure then. Me: yeah right. J: Yeah. The good old days were different, pal. R must be suffering from emotional insecurities derived from self-delusions. She would forbid J to meet any of his old pals, myself included, and would scream at him to stay away from "crooks who think they have money to burn!". I heard this phrase for myself during a phonecall to J to ask him out for drinks. J would be banned from meeting any of his "crook" friends, which numbers about 108 when J last recounted the list his wife made to me. It was unfair because my name appeared twice on the damn list! In addition, J is, till today, expected to wash, cook, iron and clean the house while she supervises him around. During J's housewarming party, I visited him with some apprehension with three other pals whose names were listed in the "Orc List". This was after we got a pre-empt from J on what to expect from his wife. My luck must be down that day, for R was the one to open the door for us. It was the first time which I met R. She swung the door open and stared at me and the pals with eyes that flat and resentful. Resentful of what I cannot tell you to this very day. We had a little exchange like this R: J's friends is it? Me: Erm, yeah. You must be R. Pleased to meet you (extends hand for a shake) R: (Ignoring hand) Come in. (Turns and Hollers for J like someone calling the dog in) Me: ................... R: Anyway thanks for coming. My other guests are coming soon it'll be very crowded would you guys be staying for long? I have never seen R smile. Whenever we meet for some social event, which were mercifully rare, R would appear to be the matronly chaperone of J, sitting stoically with a sullen look above her ample jowls and pointedly ignoring our presences. She must have felt like Joan of Arc whenever she accompanies J out to meet us, a matyre destined for greatness through enduring great suffering. I swear this woman must be keeping a stopwatch somewhere on her. When she deemed that time is up, she would elbow J unceremoniously on his ribs. J would have to reciprocate by translating the elbow shove to something more socially acceptable, like "hey guys its time to go catch up later" when what he meant was "hey man this bitch will kill me if I don't" R seems to be on mental and emotional loggerheads with the rest of the world. She is the type who would scream in public at some waiter who moved too slow for her liking, or at J for simpy making "the wrong remarks". All without consideration of the feelings of the recipient of her tantrums. In my next post on this I would describe to you other incidents I witnessed involving R, J and the disasters which naturally follow her. Stay tuned!

Alright guys. Here is part II for you. To answer some questions posted by some of you, 1. J is about 1.75m, estimated at about 70-75kg. 2. As far as I'm concerned J and R are not sharing a bed, much less having the BDSM sex that one of you suggested! 3. J is looking for escape routes, but can the deer outrun the cheetah? Alright boys back to R. There was this one incident that made me almost want to throttle R. It was a gathering of friends at my house. J came along and brought his Ol' ball and chain R along. As usual she eyed me disdainfully and sniffed at the company in general. J brought along a bottle of wine which he handed to me. R then told me: You're lucky to have such a friend. The wine was expensive. Me: thanks, I guess. (I'm at a stage whereby I was not trying to be friendly anymore, being snubbed too many times by her) R: Anyway we cannot stay for long. Got another "REAL" party to attend Throughout the gathering and mingling of guests, R could be heard berating J over his choice of friends, his sense of dressing, and their joint schedule for the day. Quite a number of my guests stopped to glance at the ranting R, and the heroically silent J. I noticed at some point in time that R has taken 1 large portion of the catered muffins and ordered my maid to pack them in a plastic bag for her to take away! Oh yes remember the wine that J gave to me as a gift? I saw R put it in the plastic bag with the muffins to bring home with her! I was disgusted with her behaviour, not for taking back the wine, but for the disrespect she've shown to J! Prior to her leaving the house, she even had the cheek to tell me "should have catered for more food. Not enough". Thats it. Not a single thank you or goodbye. Common courtesy and R seemed to have parted ways eons ago. This was still petty stuff, compared to what happened that very night. Shortly after midnight on the same day, I opened my door to find a very distraught J standing outside. Naturally I asked him what happened, with half an answer already in mind. He told me that he has been chased out of the house by R for a quarrel stemming from him "suggesting that she be nicer to everyone instead of just her friends" R has also been battered (yes battered) on his arm, and sustained bruises. He told me that R has slapped and pinched him "very hard" while "raving like a lunatic". He told me that he had escaped while she adruptly run into their room and slammed the door with force. He then begin to tell me about how the marriage has gone to hell long ago and that they were already sleeping in separate rooms after the first month. After the initial few outbursts, J had actually suggested that R see a psychiatrist but that has brought on even more backlash from her. (R:"I'm not the crazy one, you are!") He also told me her horrifying habit of sometimes keeping quiet during an argument, and then waking up at 3-4am, walking to his room to throw the door open, and then scream at him "who's got the last word now eh?", cackling madly before slamming the door close again. I took J in that night, with the promise that if the Orc ever showed up, I would run her down personally with my car. The night was spent chatting with J, and I could not believe the atrocities which J claimed that he went through. It seemed that J had married a monster who was determined to make his life hell for him. Why so is a mystery that is yet to be answered till now. Dear constant reader, this concludes part 2 of the account. Stay tuned for part 3! If you like to read about bloody tales, do not miss it. P.S. J is a member here and he has given me permission to post this. Kindly do not ask me who J is. I cannot disclose.

One brudder ask why not have a why you ask your wife marry you poll. so here it is. Poll away.