Choosing A Wife

The story begin at Pandan Village, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. A mother was very
concerned that her middle-aged son haven't shown the slightest indication of
getting married. So one day she called her son to her house.

The son came home from work, grudgingly.  Upon arriving, he found out that
his mother had gathered a few beautiful ladies at the house for him to choose
who's to be his future bride. The first one was a well endowned telephonist
via receptionist. 

He immediately rejected. "Aiyaa... mother, they always say...."HOLD ON, HOLD
ON....."

The second nominee was a leggy secretary. This was rejected also.

"Aiyaa...mother, this one aaa..., secretary always fond of saying 'SLOW DOWN,
SLOW DOWN...."

By this time, the mother is nearing frustation. She called a sweet, but plain
looking teacher. The son suddenly agreed!!

The mother was surprised... "Why this one?  The previous two were a lot more
better looking!" 

He replies "Teachers aaa.... teacher good, always say 'REPEAT,AGAIN...SOME
MORE, SOME MORE....!"

Her youngest son, who is 10 years old, was listening quietly all this while
at the other end of the room. Suddenly, he shouted "Brother aaa.....female 
mini bus conductor more better laa....they always say..hurry up..., hurry 
up... deeper...., more deeper....., go to the back plenty of space!"