52. Draw Lots!

As he got closer, he realised that it wasn't a hole after all. It was a large black metal door, looking strong and impeding. In front of it however, were two guards slumped onto the floor. One was drooling disgustingly on the ground, while the other was mumbling some unitelligible nonsense.

Ah-moe stopped in his tracks with another exaggerated pose. Pausing for a few seconds for dramatic effect, he stood there with his hand stroking the top of his empty head, thinking hard. Suddenly, he threw his right hand into the air in an exaggerated manner, with his index finger pointing to the sky, as he declared, "Ah-mo! 我有plan liao er!"

"我把你丢过去then你帮我开门!"

"Jed! 我丢你lah!"

"Oei! 我是你爸... Okay lah. 我很fair的! 来draw lots er!" Ah-moe said, as he picked up two blades of grass.

"来! 我很好的. 我让你先选!"

As Ah-mo pulled out one of them, Ah-moe took the other and compared it to Ah-mo's. Then he declared,"Okay! 短的要被丢!"

"Jed! Not fair的leh! 再来er!"

"来lah! 我厉害的!"

...

"Okay! 这次长的要被丢!"

"Jed!"

...

"Okay hor! 最后 一次liao hor!" Ah-moe said impatiently.

"Okay lah! 这次你先拿er! And then 不可以看hor!"

As Ah-mo took the remaining one, Ah-moe with his eyes still closed, declared,"名字没有 'e' 的要被丢!"

"Jed! Harh?"

"你名字有没有'e'? 没有hor? 很fair hor! And 我没有偷看hor!"