In A Nutshell
Epa!
Aiyo, poor Wee-Flower. On Wednesday Die-A-Siri was talking of leaders having orange juice and ice cream in front of the UN. So the fellow to prove himself has gone on a fast until death. “Epa!” he is shrieking from his comfy bed to doctors and sundry. Problem is, as lots of the commenters on our website say, “So what?” Now Wee-Flower is in a real quandary. May we suggest a crack team to descend upon the UN office in the dead of night with buckets of Extra Spicy KFC? You’re welcome, Wee-Flower. You’re welcome!
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Under The Sea
Our Benevolent Leader has made a trip Maldives’ way. All kinds of reports are circulating already as to the happenings. The latest joke doing the rounds is that the Leader wanted to take a sea bath. No problem! A section of the sea was cordoned off to search for explosives. Meanwhile the Leader won’t let any Sri Lankans touch his food or drink, as he’s afraid he’ll be poisoned. Oh, ye of little faith!
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The (Green Teamers) New Suit!
And all this time a certain Green Teamer has been coming to parliament in national dress. Word was he always had a ‘pirith’ or a function of some sort. But that changed Wednesday when this rag saw the dear boy spiffily dressed in a suit again! What happened? As one of us wild asses quipped, well, guess he ran out of functions to go for on parliament days, ne? Ha ha ha!!
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The Bodyguard!
That brawny blot nee-hal karu sentenced recently to rigorous imprisonment for murder and all had his better half all in a pother. So she called nee-hal’s former boss dear sweet Satellite. But Satellite, unlike Whitney is having nothing to do with her ex bodyguard. So all Nee-hal’s spouse has got so far is “she cannot come to the phone she is busy – Sorry! Oh Dear! Oh Dear!
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Bon Appetit!
So on Friday a Ratnapura Green Teamer is having a nice dinner. All Green fellows were invited to eat and make merry. Well, all except two. Turns out the Big Boy and deputy big boy weren’t invited! Poor fellows. Perhaps they’ll have their own dinner party instead? Shame, shame!
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Sajith yOdels ravi Ducks
So Thalathaa’s dinner was full of merrymaking – brimming with wine and song. And as the greens all made merry – minus their chief and deputy – our very own blue eyed boy from down hambantota way put his lungs to the test throatily crooning a catchy tune or two accompanied by none other than those other two renegades Lakshaman and Daya-srii! But guess who beat a hasty retreat as the duo lustily sang their ditty? Ravi Kay! And Boy Oh Boy! did his face look like thunder of what eh? Hee! Hee!
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Mind Your Language!
The Minister of all things Healthy was so embarrassed Wednesday. All the parliament types were shouting “I say meh! How to debate when there is no annual report?” The Healthy fellow said sorry very sweetly. “But we have an English copy. We only don’t have the Sinhala and Tamil ones.” Colombo, we have a problem!
