
I think you are entitled to hear, what really happened, so here we go.
A very strange experience, to say the least. My daughter and I went to the airport to meet mr Chang (not Chong as you said). We looked for an older man with a big pipe, but suddenly a very handsome ung Chineseguy stood in front of us. He talked a perfect English and seemed to know us well.
"How do you do, mr ÖHubble and miss Ö10" he said. We hiccuped a bit, but collected ourselves and welcomed him to Helsinki. He gave us some goatcheese from whereever he lives and some strangesmelling tea and we went to my daughters house where we had dinner. No no not catsteak, it was a joke...
We conversed and he told us that he wanted to marry a Finnish girl and that someone (?) had recommended my daughter. She looked sceptic, but not direct rejective, so I thought why not if there can be love so...
But, but, the clock struck nine, and noone could have been more flabbergasted than I over what was happening now. We could hear a sound from mr Changs head. A cnipp, cnappericnapp and it was like someone had started some cog-wheels inside him. A really scary-never-before-heard-sound. Mr Chang got an empty look in his eyes and he started to laugh a horrid, hollow, huge laugh that floated through our marrow and bones like icewater. Up came a big pipe filled with cowdunge and it smelled like nothing I ever have smelled before.
And then he talked and now we couldn't understand what he said.
"Fuck, we fuck, now Princess. And your father mr Ö. But first green card. No card, no fuck!"
I am not ashamed to tell you that I almost fainted. I have never seen such a change. It wasn't the same person. He laughed his hollow laugh again, when he tried to kiss my daughter. She screamed and ran to the door and Chang after her...I was a bit slow first, but I got my strength back and happened to hook his leg and yes he fell down the stairs and his pipe broke in three parts. Haha.
But I could for the first time see the back of his skull. OHOHOH. There were buttons and screws, buttons and screws...And hooks...
To be continued...