Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Soundies: Black Music from the 1940s

The postman

I always wanted to be a postman.

Email from JKS Weerasekera

One Monday morning, Trevor the postman, was riding through Camborne
on his usual route, delivering the mail. As he approached one of the homes he      
noticed that both cars were still in the driveway.
His wonder was cut short by David, the homeowner, coming out with a load of
empty beer, wine and spirit bottles for the recycling bin.
"Wow David, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night," Trevor commented.

David, in obvious pain, replied, "Actually we had it Saturday night. This is the first time I have
felt like moving since 4:00 o'clock Sunday morning. We had about 15 couples from around the
neighborhood over for some weekend fun and it got a bit wild. We all got so drunk around
midnight that we started playing WHO AM I?"

Shane thought for a moment and said, "How do you play WHO AM I?"

"Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and come out one at a time covered with a sheet
with only the 'family jewels' showing through a hole in the sheet.
Then the women try to guess who it is."

The postman laughed and said, "Sounds like fun, I'm sorry I missed it."

"Probably a good thing you did," David responded, "Your name came up 7 times."?


Disaster report, Sri Lanka

Landslide site in Aranayake - http://anynews.lk/s/cf5e

Three Villages Buried In Aranayake: 150 Families In Danger - http://anynews.lk/s/ceuz

Sixteen Missing Following Landslide In Bulathkohupitiya - http://anynews.lk/s/cf3z


Two children drowned while playing in flood water in Wattala - http://anynews.lk/s/cf5u

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