Monday, March 07, 2005

A Lady and her Three Daughters


Some of you may have heard of this before but I really have to tell you again this story as I can’t stop laughing today. But let me remind you that this story is NOT a story you can tell your kids as bedtime story and the writer shall not at any time be held responsible for any moral degradation or any incident similar to it. The story goes something like this: -

Once upon a time there was a lady who lived with her three daughters in her house in the middle of a big, humongous, gigantic city. Let’s just name the city “Manchester” (remember this city does not exist and it is an imaginary name of a city named by the story teller). The three girls are well groomed, well educated and they are extremely b-e-a-u-tiful. One of them has a master degree in astro-physics and her sisters have obtained masters degree in Science and Mathematics respectively.

Thus, on one fine day, three young distinguished gentlemen came to her house in the middle of the city to ask her daughters’ hand in marriage (meminang lah kalau orang melayu cakap). Since all of them are good looking and filthy rich too (mata duitan punya budak-budak), all of the young girls agreed to the proposal and the lady fixed the date for all of her daughters wedding ceremony to be done simultaneously.

When the big day finally arrived, reality hits and she realised, after that day she will be left alone at home without her three young beautiful daughters. However, she manages to keep her composure and go on with the ceremony. Then it was time for her daughters to leave her. Before all three of her daughters leave, she asked them to send her news about them and tell her how their husband were and how did their husbands perform.

Then, off they went in their own carriage and left the lady alone in her big house in the middle of the city. Days gone by and there are no news about her three daughters. One week went by, still no news about the daughters. After two weeks, one of her daughter (lets call her “Paris” (not Paris Hilton or City of Paris) finally sent her a telegram. The telegram reads: -

“Maxwell Coffee”

The Lady was puzzled and sad since she didn’t know what the telegram really meant. She wrote a note to Paris for explanations and on her way to the post office, a bill board caught her eyes. It says: -

“Maxwell Coffee”
“enjoyment till the last drop”

After reading the advertisement, the lady was happy knowing that Paris was happy with her husband. But she can’t keep her mind off her other two daughters (well since I gave the first daughter a name I have to give these two names too. They are Brooklyn (not the Beckhams) and Tacoma (sounds a little bit like native American name but never mind as long as it is a name).

After three weeks, Brooklyn sent her a Text massage. The massage reads: -

“Rothmans”

Quickly she ran to the magazine store and look for Rothmans advertisement and right after she saw and read the advertisement, she knew that Brooklyn was having fun and she was happy with her husband. The advertisement says: -

“ROTHMANS”
“King Size, Life Size”

Knowing that two of her two daughters were happy the lady can finally sleep a bit at night but her sleep could have been better if Tacoma were to tell her how is she doing with her husband. Three months has gone by, and there was no news at all from Tacoma her third daughter. She was really worried and her sleepless night came back to bother her. So, the morning after that, she travelled to the city where Tacoma was living (it is the city of Dubai (another imaginary city of the writer)) and went to Tacoma’s apartment. At the Tacoma’s apartment door, Tacoma has written a note on a piece of paper and it reads: -

“Fly Emirates”

The lady dashed to the nearest book store looking for the advertisement for “Fly Emirates”. After a while, and after dozens of magazines, her efforts were hampered as she was unable to find any advertisement on “Fly Emirates”. She ran back to Tacoma’s apartment and she knocked on the door frantically. Nobody answered her after a while. She told herself, may be Tacoma is still on her honeymoon somewhere and was not home. So, the lady decides to go back to her house in the other big city.

At the airport, right before she left to the other city she saw one advertisement on “Fly Emirates”. The lady fainted right after reading the advertisement. Well, the advertisement reads: -


“Fly Emirates”

“16 Times Daily”

“7 Days Weekly”

“Both Ways”

4 Comments:

Blogger Kak Teh said...

yeap, heard this one before. Also, thanks for comforting words in my blog.

Wednesday 9 March 2005 at 02:11:00 GMT+8  
Blogger tulip said...

16 times daily? emmm.. that'd be like err.. 16/24 hr = once every 1.5 hrs. that.. if they don't sleep at all.. pheww.. if they ever sleep, say 8 hrs a day, then, they'd be doing it 16/16hr = once every waking hour. heheh.. i'd be as thin as kate moss laaa... :)

Wednesday 9 March 2005 at 10:00:00 GMT+8  
Blogger Kampong_Boy said...

kak teh: you're welcome

tulip: thank you for your calculation. every 1 hour. wow... tak larat jalan beb...

Wednesday 9 March 2005 at 10:41:00 GMT+8  
Blogger tulip said...

no problems. i love math.. hahaha.. sounds so geeky.. :P

Thursday 10 March 2005 at 13:09:00 GMT+8  

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