Surat Yang Lawak Jenaka..Ha..ha..
I found this kat blog org lain.Pinjam utk dikongsi bersama.Lawak ni..hehe..Enjoys..haha..
My dear Jagjit,
I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there. I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast.We are not living where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved 20 miles. I am not able to send the address, as the last Sardar who stayed here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they would not have to change their address. Hopefully by next week we will be able to take our earlier address plate here, and that our address will remain same too.This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated right above the toilet. But I'm not sure it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain, and haven't seen them since.The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The first time it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days.The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pocket.Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting the grass at the cemetery. By the way, I took Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is Badmash. He told her that two piece swimming suit is not allowed in his club. We were confused as to which piece we should remove?Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether it is a girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Jetinder fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he burned for three days.Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died trying to fulfill his father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And your friend died while in the process of digging a grave for his father.There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love,Mom.
P.S : Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time Irealized, I had already sealed off this letter.
My dear Jagjit,
I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there. I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast.We are not living where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved 20 miles. I am not able to send the address, as the last Sardar who stayed here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they would not have to change their address. Hopefully by next week we will be able to take our earlier address plate here, and that our address will remain same too.This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated right above the toilet. But I'm not sure it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain, and haven't seen them since.The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The first time it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days.The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pocket.Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting the grass at the cemetery. By the way, I took Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is Badmash. He told her that two piece swimming suit is not allowed in his club. We were confused as to which piece we should remove?Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether it is a girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Jetinder fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he burned for three days.Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died trying to fulfill his father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And your friend died while in the process of digging a grave for his father.There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love,Mom.
P.S : Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time Irealized, I had already sealed off this letter.
posted by highheelseliparjepun at
2:19 PM
11 Comments:
lawak giler.... *gelak guling-guling*
hehe..memang lawak yg menggulingkan gusi..haha..
hello highheels selipar jepun
I have written a musical theatre called Selimar jepun to be staged at DBP KL in June, wanna come to watch?
SELIPAR JEPUN ABOUT JAPANESE INVASION IN MALAYA AND DEATH RAILWAY ACTUALLY, TOLD BY ONE WOMAN, TWO DRAGQUEENS AND A MAN
ha ha ha ha... mmg lawak!
He..he..best kan?Zubin,berminat nak pegi..tgk la if ada rezeki.
hahahahaha!!!!
maner ko dapat ni sue... guling guling aku ketawa!
hahaha!
hi awak..kita copy paste kat blog kita yer..pastu kita letakkan url awak kat situ..jgn marah yer..thx..mmg best lawak ni tu yg share tu..hehe
ainn(http://narien-aien.blogdrive.com/
thuhuhuh....
lawak sungguh....u make my day...thanks
aarrr aaa haaaa hhhaaa...
Hai..sue,
Lama x dengar berita..awak lupa kite ker? Atau ada yg kite da bt awak kecil ati....
Kita masih rindukan awak kenangan di AIM x pernah padam n gambar awak sentiasa memerhatikan kite
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