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Message: <blockquote data-quote="chip" data-source="post: 33158" data-attributes="member: 1963">The story begins in a Colombo suburb. The mother was very concerned that her middle-aged son has not shown the slightest indication of getting married. So one day she called her son to her house.The son came home from work, grudgingly. Upon arriving, he found that his mother had gathered a few beautiful ladies at the house for him to choose as his future bride. The first one was a well-endowed telephonist-cum-receptionist. He immediately commented that: "Aiyoo amma, they always say.... PLEASE HOLD ON ... HOLD ON........"The second nominee was a leggy secretary. This was rejected also. Reason being: "Aiyoo...amma, secretaries are always fond of Saying "PLEASE SLOW DOWN ...SLOW DOWN...." By this time, the mother is nearing frustration. She called a sweet but plain-looking teacher. The son suddenly agreed!! The mother was surprised and asked, "Why this one? The previous two were a lot better looking!"He replied,"Teachers aaah....teachers are very good, they always say:"PLEASE REPEAT, DO IT AGAIN, I Want it done 10 times...SOME MORE, SOME MORE!" Her youngest son (10 years old), was listening quietly all this while at the other end of the room. Suddenly, he shouted: "aiyya... female bus conductor is much better than that... they always say: "POLLA ALLANG ISSARAHATA YANNA.......... THAWA ATHULATA IDA THIYENAWA...ANEY THAWA PODDAK ATHULATA RINGANNAKO...... OHOMA YAMU ATHULATA...... "</blockquote>

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