Collection of Memorable Jokes (6)

Oh, my dear.

Little boy

Thin Khaing, the young man, was angry, thinking about the dream.

Without including him, the young woman upstairs entered the dream.

That's why he's angry.

Other young men often dream of young women who are not very beautiful, even when they see them. Even when they do not dream of them, they do not dare to act in their minds. Why is this young man Ko Thin Khaing so angry because of the young woman who has just dreamed of him?

Speaking of...

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About ten days ago.

It was the day the tenants upstairs moved in with their friends. Ko Thin Khaing wanted to stay upstairs, but the tenants upstairs just introduced themselves to the landlord without telling him anything, so Ko Thin Khaing, who was also a tenant, had to suffer without saying anything.

Ko Thin Khaing was a young bachelor, about thirty years old, and a clerk in a government office. He ate his meals in a shop and lived alone on the ground floor. He was very religious, and he enjoyed fasting and praying with his rosary during the day. He was not a man who hated women, but he was a young bachelor because he was not interested in them. He had never been interested in women before, but that morning he became interested. But it was a bad interest.

That morning was a partly cloudy, sunny morning, with a chance of thunderstorms in the afternoon, and occasional drizzle, as new tenants moved in upstairs.

There weren't many tenants. There were only five of them: the old man and his mistress, a young woman about twenty-four years old, the mistress's nephew, a boy about ten years old, and a girl who was hired to be a maid in the house.

Ko Thin Khaing was not interested in the old man, nor in the old woman, nor in the boy and girl, but in the young woman. It was not a good interest.

I saw Ko Thin Khaing as he entered the courtyard. He was tall and plump, wearing a large checkered shirt. His shoes were as high as two pairs of other people's shoes. He was carrying a thick book in his hand. He had red lipstick and dark glasses.

The faces of young women who are dressed like this are usually as serene as the moon, but this young woman's face was as calm as the sound of a B-29 bomber about to drop its bombs. This was the look that Ko Thin Khaing saw the most.

The whole body is visible.

He could see the thick books in his hands more clearly.

The most noticeable thing is the facial expression.

When I heard the sound of the child climbing the stairs next door, it made my stomach rumble. If possible, I wanted to jump from the top of the stairs, kick my chest with my heel, and laugh as I fell down, clapping my hands. I don't know what kind of water it was.

But the child was not very strong on her feet. The entire upper floor was silent except for a few sounds until the next evening. The next evening, about forty or fifty children came and climbed upstairs.

Soon

"The sound of the water of the Kanson tree"

The sound of "fifty-fifty" and

"The ignorant... the water frog... is... without intelligence...

"Don't throw stones... they are ignorant," Ko Thin Khaing heard the mixed sounds of shouting and shouting.

I started to hate the young woman upstairs even more.

"I won't be able to do it without a rosary."

It's not good, but it's bad, and he's still interested. That's why one evening, a boy of about twelve years old who was studying was befriended by Nyatapatay. "Hey, kid, come here."

The boy turned towards him instead of climbing the stairs. “What are you doing, uncle?” “What is your name?” “My name is Maung Maung Shwe, what is your name?”

Ko Thin Khaing was taken aback. He hadn't expected the boy to ask his name again, and when he asked it like that, he had to think about his own name again. Becoming friends with this boy was his biggest mistake. Young men knew that a talkative boy was the most terrifying thing in the world. But when they knew, they would always be afraid.

"My name is Thin Khaing, and the attractive woman upstairs is a teacher."

"Oh, my dear, what a sight to behold. She's so cute. She must have fallen in love with you before long."

Ko Thin Khaing frowned as if he was being insulted... "I'm so blind." "If you're blind, why do you want to know about the teacher?"

Here, it seems as if Maung Maung Shwe Kaley has surpassed Ko Thin Khaing in human stature.

"I'm asking because I hate you so much." "Is it love or hate?"

"That's long. Please answer my question."

"Yes, teacher. I teach at school, and I teach at night at home. My name is..."

"Okay, okay."

Maung Maung Shwe smiled at Ko Thin Khaing and saw Ko Thin Khaing's bald head...

“Why is Uncle Chek bald?” “Oh, it’s because he doesn’t have hair.” “Teacher, you said he’s bald?”

Ko Thin Khaing bit his lip.

At that moment, when he heard the teacher call out, "Maung Maung Shwe," from upstairs, Maung Maung Shwe ran away from Ko Thin Khaing and ran upstairs.

When I got to the teacher's house, she asked... "What are you doing?" "He called me." "What did you call me to do?"

The teacher was also interested. Maung Maung Shwe was a very active boy, so if he repeated everything that Ko Thin Khaing said, the teacher would be angry, so he started acting out a story to please the teacher.