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Chronicles of Ah-mo: 18. Medical Mayhem
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I'm sorry miss, you're not supposed to be moving around. And NO SPITTING PRRREASE! The nurse ended off with a howl. Piak A horrible glob of saliva plastered the face of the nurse. Icky, gooey, and unbelieveably smelly, the nurse threw up at once, before passing flat out. What she didn't know was that Plutonian spit. Usually clings for a Plutonian day (6 Earth days), makes everything taste like styrofoam for half a year and gives you bad breath for a year. The aliens are loose!
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Ah-pui's Bedtime Stories: January 2007
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Wednesday, January 24, 2007. Ah-moe asked Ah-mo,"Ah-mo, 你知道为什么 1 1=2 吗? Ah-mo didn't know how to reply. But Ah-moe continued with a big grin on his face. Posted by Ah-mo at 8:34 PM. Tuesday, January 23, 2007. Ah-mo and Ah-moe sat down in the living room, watching a stupid milk powder commercial. Obviously bored, Ah-moe started nudging Ah-mo, saying "我也test 你er. 来. ". Ah-mo replied again to show his intelligence. He was not going to be laughed at by his father for not knowing. 花 花 (Hooah Hooah)". So Ah-mo...
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Chronicles of Ah-mo: 6. All Aboard
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A family in exile should look out for one another and depend on each other, right? Well Not for them. 死Ah-pui." Ah-moe shouted. Ah-mo added above the din, while trying to grab Ah-mui's hair. And so hours and days rolled by without any good moments of peace. Footnote: Strangely, their dialect of Pluto speak. Sounds remotely like S'ngrrish Chinese. Since we can't put Pluto speak here, we have translated their speech to their equivalent forms in Chinese for your reading convenience.).