A man is driving down the road and have a flat tyre near a 'Service House' ( Pokeing service that is ). He goes to the house, knocks on the door, and says, My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?
The 'mamak in charge' is more then happy to accept him as he show her his gold credit card, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. She also ask him if he want to have some 'service' which he declined as he is very tired! So he choose a nice room & tries to sleep! As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no other that he has ever heard, wonderful moaning sound! The next morning, he asks the 'mamak' who make the sound, but she say,
I can't tell you. You're not a pro-poker!
The man is disappointed but thanks her anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same house.
The mamak again more then happy accept him, feed him, and even fix his car.That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the mamak reply,
I can't tell you. You're not a pro-poker!
The man says, All right, all right. I'm dying to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was, is to become a pro-poker, how do I become a pro-poker?
She reply, you must travel the earth and tell me how many types of poosies there are and the exact number of poosies u have poked. When you find these numbers, you will become a pro-poker.
The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the 'service house'. He says, I have traveled the earth and devoted my life to the task demanded and have found what you had asked for. There are so many different types of poosie from white to black color & in between got reddish & yellowish types! I can't tell u how many type of poosies I have poked but I can tell u that all this pokeing have made me think of nothings but pokeing in my mind & my life!
The mamak reply, Congratulations! Whoa! U do all that? And now you are a pro-poker!
I shall now show you the way to the sound.The mamak lead the man to a wooden door, where she says, the sound is behind that door.
The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He asks, May I have the key?
She give him the key, and he opens the door.
Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man requests the key to the stone door.
She give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from her, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. And so it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald,...
...silver, topaz, and amethyst.
Finally, the she say, This is the key to the last door
The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is astonished to find the source of that strange sound. It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight.
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. . . But I can't tell you who it is because YOU are not a pro-poker!
DON'T SWEAR AT ME;
I'M STILL HUNTING FOR THE IDIOT WHO SENT THIS TO ME!
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This is not the original version! For the original version poke in HERE! )
