Haihu World

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

Knife

A knife in the kitchen, was just bought from the market.
The sales person said this one is the best in town, you can even chop off human bones like chopping cheese.
He didn't care much about what the sales person was saying. It is just too bull.
Who would want to use the knife to chop off people.
He bought it because his wife will nag him again like last week when he didn't buy the bowl.
The next day, he went to office.
A boring job actually.
He had work at there many years started from the lowest until now.
Nothing much change.
The wage is poor and the workload is heavy.
That's life, rite? He thought.
That night at home, he was standing at the kitchen.
He was bored. The television didn't had anything good to watch.
Talk with his wife? He would rather watch the television.
Kids? They are too busy with their computer.
He was just alone in the kitchen.
Then, he saw the knife.
He grab the knife slowly and had a nice look at it.
What a nice piece of work, said him.
Didn't know it was that pretty when bought it.
Does it really as sharp as it claim?
Can it cut like a hot blade through the butter?
He put back the knife at its stand.
He went to bed later.
In bed, he keep thinking of the knife.
Even though his wife was beside him, he just thinking at the knife.
He wasn't talking with his wife lately.
They didn't had any fight. They just didn't talk anymore.
No, just him only. His wife never stop doing that.
That what happen when you had married for twenty years.
To the same wife.
Since his wife never complain anything, he assume everything is OK.

The next night, he grab the knife again and this time he try on a frozen meat.
A frozen meat that he bought at a market on the way back.
The knife cut through easily.
He was shock, the sales person did sale a nice knife.
But what about bones?
Bones?
He put back the knife in the stand.
That night, he cannot stop thinking about trying to cut a bones with the knife.
The next day after he leave the office, he bought a big bones from the market.
Can the knife cut the bones?
The sales person said it can.
But can it?
Late at night, he went to the kitchen.
He thought he hear some noise from somewhere.
Someone screaming. Maybe it is the kids watching movie with loud volume on.
Better not disturb them else they would mad at me. He felt.
Anyway, he was too excited to try on his little experiment.
The knife. Where is the knife?
He did remember the knife was still there during dinner time.
Where was it now?
When he try to ask his wife about the knife, he saw his wife was standing behind him.
The knife. There it was.
The knife is in his wife hand with blood.
Blood!
The last things that he could understand was that the sales person was right.
It really can chop off human bones.

Saturday, 30 May 2009

JOKE

Boss: Where were you born?
Sardar: India ..
Boss: which part?
Sardar: What 'which part'? Whole body was born in India.

Sardar were fixing a bomb in a car.
Sardar 1: What would you do if the bomb explodes while fixing.
Sardar 2: Dont worry, I have one more.

Sardar: What is the name of your car?
Lady: I forgot the name, but is starts with 'T'.
Sardar: Oh, what a strange car, starts with tea. All cars that I know start with petrol.

Sardar joined a new job. On the 1st day, he worked till late evening on the computer. The boss was happy and asked what he did.
Sardar: Keyboard alphabets were not in order, so I made it alright.

Museum Administrator: That's a 500-year-old statue u've broken.
Sardar: Thank God! I thought it was a new one.

At the scene of an accident a m an was crying: O God! I have lost my hand, oh!
Sardar: Control yourself. Don't cry. See that man . He has lost his head. Is he crying?

Sardar: U cheated me.
Shopkeeper: No, I sold a good radio to u.
Sardar: Radio label shows 'Made in Japan' but radio says this is 'All India Radio! '

NOW THE LAST TWO ULTIMATE :

In an interview, Interviewer: How does an electric motor run?
Sardar: Dhhuuuurrrrrrrrrr. .....
Inteviewer shouts: Stop it.
Sardar: Dhhuurrrr dhup dhup dhup...

Tourist: Whose skeleton is that?
Sardar: An old king's skeleton..
Tourist: Who's that smaller skeleton next to it?
Sardar: That was same king's skeleton when he was a child

Friday, 29 May 2009

What if..

A couple arrived at the restaurants
"Table for two please." :Husband
"Sorry sir, your wife need to wear this jacket." :Waiter
"Why?":Husband
"New rule, no black clothe allowed in here.":Waiter
At the table
"Waiter, can we have a candle light dinner?":Husband
"Sorry, new rule, no candle light in here":Waiter
"Can I have a 97 wine, please":Husband
"Sorry, 95 is more suit for you"
"But 95 is not a good year":Waiter
"Expert said, you only deserve 92 or 95 only.":Waiter
After the dinner
"Honey, that is Ah Tan and Tok Yah right over the table":Husband
"Boss, do I need delete the record of that table?":Waiter

Wednesday, 27 May 2009

LIE

A lie that told a thousand times will became the truth.
At least at own self.
That is what confidence came from.
Confidence is built from lies.
See everyone is doing it.
"I am legal, I am legal, I am legal"
"I will quit if I fail"
"We are one big family"
"I am loyal"
"I quit smoking"
"I just go in a little bit"