Thus I went online and this is what he said about the goings-on in my home state: ....."it was embarrassing for them to convene the meeting in the open air under a tree. This has never happened anywhere else. (This would never happen anywhere, not even in any banana republic, because nowhere else can you blatantly buy over the opposition with the rakyat's money? and nowhere else can a mere secretary go against his boss the Speaker, unless his balls are being squeezed too by u-know-whom!)
The dung continues......."People are laughing at us. I do not know whether to be tickled by this or concerned that they want to regain power at any cost." (Hey you pitiful piece of dung....you have to be careful what you utter....are you referring to how your boss parachuted in that Indian and bartered for the soul of the other four renegades....."to regain power at any cost"?)
Anyway, this dung's days in the cabinet are numbered, according to reliable sources, so let's get tickled by his escapades, documented by his biographer.....Mayfair magazine is bidding to be publisher, Hantu claims.
The author of this series of jokes has given permission to edit and make changes as long as the messages of stupidity is left intact. Here goes:
Boss: I did not ask about your bapa. Which part of
The Dung: What 'which part'? Whole body was born in
As Minister he was invited to see a demonstration and than a hands-on training on C4's potential and propensity.
Instructor: What would you do if the bomb
explodes while fixing.
The Dung: Dont worry, I have one more.
The Dung: (trying a pick-me-up one-liner)What is the name of your car?
Lady: I forgot the name, but is starts with 'T'.
The Dung: Oh, what a strange car, starts with Tea. All cars that I know start with petrol.
The Dung’s first job in a law-firm. 1st day he worked till late evening on the computer. Boss was happy and asked "what you did till evening?"
The Dung: Keyboard alphabets were not in order, so I made it alright.
The Fat Lady: That's a 500-year-old vase you've broken.
The Dung: Thank God! I thought it was a new one.
(This of course sealed his fate in the new Cabinet line-up)
At the scene of an accident a man was crying: O God! I have lost my hand, oh!
The Dung: Control yourself. Don't cry. See that man. He has lost his head. Is he crying?
The Dung: U cheated me.
Shopkeeper: No, I sold a good radio to u.
The Dung: Radio label shows Made in
NOW THE ULTIMATE:
In an interview before he read Law. Interviewer: How does an electric motor run?
The Dung: Dhhuuuurrrrrrrrrr. .....
Inteviewer shouts: Stop it.
The Dung: Dhhuurrrr dhup dhup dhup...