aisa kya

really nice song.. the movie, i have no idea :D

i liked it, and i put a ring on it

can any one tell where to find this guy???? i want to like learn so much from him.....

Try try try, till you succeed

we think mina is like Deepa when it comes to food.

I can eat anything and everything (except brinjal, which I am thinking I have to start eating once minu's sort of lil older and starts asking questions) but Deepa has a certain taste about her food. She can not eat just about anything with everything. She will have certain combinations of food, and if we force her to change her taste, then the food travel all right, but in the other direction.

She likes Cerelac a lot (touch wood). She eats without any problem. But when it comes to alternate milk, she is very very fussy. We started to get a little worried as she has to gradually transition to other types of milk. She would just start spitting when we gave with the bottle. So we started with tiny spoonfuls. The process was long, annoying, and in vain. She would spit out after a lot of complaining. The same bottle she would drink her water without any complains.

We got a sipper for her water, as we thought transitioning to a cup of water would be easier. She started drinking the water with like such a speed, that we were really satisfied with the sipper. She would hold it quite well, and drink it quite well.

We got another sipper, and we tried the other milk again. This time she was taking to the milk much better. All the displeasure with taste seemed to vanish as she is drinking the milk much better.

Moral of story: Don’t give up on any food item with your child. Give it a couple of days, and if it doesn’t still work, try alternate methods of feeding.

tp

i donno why i entertain( an publicize) such total vettiness... i am supposed to have filled the answers with the same letter with which my name starts according to this para vetti mail that i got

1. What is your name: Ramanan
2. A four Letter Word: Root
3. A boy's Name: Robby
4. A girl's Name: Rita
5. An occupation: RJ
6. A color: Red
7. Something you wear: Ring
8. A food: Rasgulla
9. Something found in the bathroom: Razor
10. A place: Russia
11. A reason for being late: Restroom
12. Something you shout: Rock and Roll Baby
13. A movie title: Rush Hour
14. Something you drink: Rum
15. A musical group: Rolling Stones
16. An animal: Rat
17. A TV Show: Real World
18. Something you never want to do: Rape
19. Something you always wanted to do, but can't: Roller Skate
20. Someone you hate: Rahul, an old acquintance who was very mean to me

nice

find out more at http://www.nirajchag.com/

Conversations with the father of a daughter

B.S. Yediyurappa: " We will not allow pub culture to grow in Karnataka"

Ramanan 6 months ago:" WTF, where art thou democracy?!"
Ramanan today: " YAY!"


p.s. big whoop if i found a gray hair this morning, i am not old...

Tweety Tweet

Blogging is usually accompanied with the standard line "No Time yaar"

For all those timeless times,
http://twitter.com/ramsoi

u dogs

you bad bad armed forces, you... how dare you give up your life for the country.. i mean why bother protecting your own people... why go through 2 days of trauma and try to kill yourself...

you should be ashamed of yourself, like the way some news folks on channels are asking you to... i mean how dare you take so long... when i play on the computer,it doesn't take me so long to go to the next level... are you like that incompetent that you take so long to finish the bad guys? had it been these experts that come on TV, they would probably hired sunny deol or shilpa shetty (how many of you see a real movie coming out soon?) to do this dirty job....

these "elite" guests on news channels seem to know the layout of each hotel in and out(they probably "visit" these rooms on an hourly basis you know) you should take them with you, they'll know the way around in the dark even.

why, oh why, should the leader of the ATS take the bullet first and lead by example to his staff... i mean hasn't he seen any movies.. the police always arrives after the whole thing is over. damn him for giving up his life for the country

them terrorists, they are so sophisticated with automatic rifles and dry fruits and what not... why cant you guys be like so hep ... why do you have to cover your faces on international television, i mean its not really stylish you know.... the media like pretty people .. you have to get a good chance to come on TV and look pretty and say the dumbest things, only then you are a national hero... not look shoddy and do mediocre things like give up your life.

and how dare you ignore the media when you are doing your job? they have been continuously shooting you guys (forget the fact that you have been doing the same) for the past two days, compromising national security, and risking their own lives by standing behind barricades and "analyzing".. while you didn't even let them into the luxury hotel and have a drink with them perhaps....

even the polititians have united for a change and they are even calling over paki officials to have a dialog before pushing each other and calling each other names.... and you guys didnt even complain about poor internal security policies when the time came and are busy shooting missiles and what not at ugly neighbors.. and now you are so lame that you are sucking at this game... tch tch... atleast buy yourselves some xboxes and practice well the next time...

so please stop trying so hard and protecting your own people and start playing games and what not...

p.s. where is captain vijayaganth... he would have single handedly finished off the baakisthaan theevaravaadis...

yay!

first one's mine! 156 my personal high i am thinking

nonsense

and the sad part is that we were swarmed with work, and we chose to create more nonsense in this world :)

please enlighten

There are somethings no one can figure out in this world. Things, such as:

• How is that each opinion about the market crash is so different from the other.
• Bob Dylan's Songs.
• The word Nakku Mukka, and the phenomenon surrounding it.
• Himesh Reshammiya
• The signal atop the flyover at Richmond Circle.
• The exact geographic location of "Richmond Circle" ( Every person seems to come up with a different answer for this one)
• Why Pediatricians always make you feel like the dumbest person in the world.
• Who's more annoying Mamta Banerjee, Sarah Palin, Sonia Gandhi or you know China
• George W Bush
• Why would anyone buy chat flavored Sugarcane juice(umm i tried it once, and it was like tasting mud)
• Being intelligent in the corporate world never gets you anywhere, and how acting really dumb actually gets the job done.
• How come IRCTC hasn't offerred me a single credit card, forget making me their brand ambassador, after I have booked enough tickets to feed Lalu's 10 generations.
• Point of existence of Bangladesh
• why girls don't find any jokes about lose motion and related nostalgia, the least bit funny, where as guys crack up even at the silliest joke.
  

Don't act Smart ! (Slap!!!)

My uncle wanted to buy a new television. With great difficulty I convinced him that a Sony Bravia would be the right choice. He agreed.

We walked into the Sony storeroom and my dad and I were busy discussing the pros and cons of each model. We discussed picture resolution, 10 bit data, interpolated tv screens of sd resolution transmission on an hdtv screen, multiple vga inputs for plugging in xbox, home theater and dth separately, direct computer pluggability, and many other discussions which were key decision making points. After resolving amongst ourselves, I went to my uncle and told him the advantages of the chosen model, and the concept of a 10bit, interpolation and other words I threw around the shopkeeper to show him that he was not selling the product to some dumbass, but a dumbass who can atleast pretend he ain't one.

And innocently my uncle turns to me and says, "But the border is nice on this one, its black and has no holes, cockroaches will not go in"

"Why God, Why?!"

Moral of Story: moms, uncles, wives and grandmas will remain moms, uncles, wives, and grandmas respectively.

P.S. He settled for the model I recommended and thats not because of all the technical reasons, but because there was some free offer on this one.
P.P.S Moral of Story for the dumbasses: Bitch Slaps can happen anywhere, anytime, any shape and any form, Beware!!!!!!

wish away

I captured this really bad image of a really beautiful rainbow just a few minutes ago in our terrace.....

when the cats' away, the mice cook

some odd ass recipes that i bet u wanna try right now...



caramel oat burfi

u need:

oats(quaker, the other brands kinda suck)
sugar
chocolate bar
shredded coconut

u do:

1. put some sugar in a pan and fire that baby up. after the sugar burns, add a couple of tea spoons of water. make sure ur ma is not at home or she'll complain about burning her kitchen down. turn on the exhaust. the house will smell like u're burning it down. keep aside the caramel solution

2. sprinkle oats on a plate. depending on which cycle of dieting u are(deprivation or over compensation) put some sugar and melted chocolate(microwave the mars or kisses chocolate)

3. if u like add some shredded coconut into this mixture

4. add the caramel(don't burn ur hands, cool it before u pour it) and mix the baby up until u feel u have out grossed urself

5. make lil balls into it or place it on a plate and make diamond shaped burfis out of it( it highly depends on ur liquidity amount)

6. freeze it and eat it away all u want

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pani paneer appetizer

this is an old fave recipe that i lauve

u need:

fresh cubed paneer(thats cottage cheese for the unknown)
jal jeera powder( this is a mixture of indian spices u'll get in an indian store near u)
oil to fry

u do:

1. put a couple of spoons of jal jeera in a bowl and add enough water to make it a liquidy paste

2. heat some oil in a pan

3. dip the paneer cubes in the jal jeera paste and fry those babies up

4. remove the fried paneer and consume almost immediately after it cools a lil... damn awesome i tell u

******

pop espresso

warning: this is not for the weak hearted.

u need:

some strong decoction (who knew that was the spelling?) ( thats south indian espresso basically)
chilled sprite/7-up/lemon pop
sugar if needed

u do:

1. pour the cooled espresso into a large cup. start with a small amount.

2. pour the pop into the cup slowly and keep adding till it settles

3. mix slowly and add sugar if u are not comfy with that much amount of caffeine to begin with.


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puhleeze try and lemmi know!!!!!!!

Masterfood

2 Idlys : Rs. 5
Paani Puri Flavored Cup Noodles(Yum!) : Rs. 18
Losing 5 Kilos in a month : Priceless

There's somethings money cant buy, for everything else there's chillar....

p.s. dear wife, I am not starving... stop over reacting on the phone.

printf("Hello World!");

She was putting on the stitches and I started having a conversation with the doctor. About her profession, about babies, her super star son in law (she happens to be muralitharan's mil) her grandchildren. I was talking as if she were sipping Joe with me in a cafe all the while holding my wife's hand. The kind person that my wife is, she just slowly calls out to me and asks me " did i shout a lot?" i said no sweetie, you were a hero! you are my hero! you are a super hero!

Then it struck to me, wait, what just happened now? "Whoa!" I said, "Umm Doctor, Is it a boy or a girl?" The doctor stopped the stitching and looked at me, and says "Umm I think its a girl, The midwife will be able to give us more details, hold on a bit" I was thinking in my head,". That's not a lot of detail, wish they'd kinda grab that detail while they were at it"

Just then, a mallu chechi in the hospital showed me a little bundle neatly wrapped in blankets. Boy! She had a lot of hair. She was pink and she started crying with a shrill voice, enough to invite bats and what not. Chechi quickly took her away to the neonatal ward. The doctor, a very kind and humble soul was kind enough to go along with the enthusiasm and act elated along with us. She must be seeing at least 10 babies a day, and I thought to myself, what a nice lady, she genuinely pretends well.

Then, I had to run to the pharmacy department and get mother medicine. The run down again to get the baby medicines. And then run out again and get baby and mother clothes. ( My wife and I are very superstitious about buying baby crap before it arrived). All this while, the mallu chechis and midwives quietly decided it was OK to leave my wife alone and run along to eat their banana chips and chick pea sundal and what not mallu.

After moving to the ward, the mallu chechi brought in the tiny one. My baby is truly blessed. Truly loved and cared for by many a relative. I am so proud of our Indian over bearing ways sometimes, that it aches in my heart. The hospital security certainly seemed to think otherwise. I had to sweet talk all the security guards and let all my aunts and cousins and who not who came to welcome my baby into the world.

After the attack of the relatives, in the relatively quite time, I held her for the very first time. She was no heavier than my backpack. Amidst all the "Watch the head!" comments, I picked her up with elan and I introduced myself and my wife to her. Like a teenager deprived of money to go to the movies, she ignored us, and turned her head slightly.

I smiled at her and scolded her for giving her mother such a hard time through all the nine months with all the nausea and back aches. To which my wife started defending her prized possession. Hardly 2 hours being born, she handled the art of innocently dividing the parents stand on things, very well.

My daughter. When ever I say "my daughter", my wife starts giggling like a 10 year old. And she will probably kill me knowing that I have said this out in the open. But it is kind of over whelming and worth a million stars colliding in the universe. And we will probably take a long time to actually realise we are parents now.

Well that's what I thought. Until every morning, she wakes up at odd hours and and makes you get the feeling that there is a soul completely dependent on you and you have to suck it up and be a parent, with the feeling or not. But no complains what so ever. The late nights have turned out to be very enjoyable. My wife wakes me up at 330 am and while she is feeding, I make horlicks for her and coffee for me and we chat about world affairs, annoying relative aunties who say the weirdest things, the cutest pink dress that i saw in the shop and what not one would speak in a first date :)

My daughter... there I go giggling again.

oh illa ree ...

why does everyone assume i would be interested to know who goes to white house?

i mean... my name was not even in the karnataka election voter list.. and everything seemed to work fine for who ever i wanted to vote for.. (in my defense, voting list gathering uncles and aunties came home when we went to work)

and to think i would care if hilaree (sounds like an odd iyengar name that they seem to concoct now a days) or ohbama ( again, sounds like someone were to call my iyengar friend sathyabhama, very dearingly, that is) or that other dude, that somehow no one seems to be giving a damn about (who knows, like shane warne, this unknown underdawg dude may pick it up this time)

really dont care.

and when i said this to an uncle (whose 10 out of 3 children were in the US, please understand the exaggeration, or else it would totally be wasted) who started to shout saying "leader of free world" and direct impact on my day to day living and what not....

and i was like, hokie, so let them fix my road or make prices cheaper (holy cow, did u know french beans cost a whopping 42 bucks a kilo?!) and then i would give a damn about em politicians. that too of a country i don't live in...

this uncle just gave me this look of, grow up and smell the french fries, they seem to be around the corner.. i just wanted to get up and do my prathiba patil imitation... ask me abt it the next time u see me, i swear i crack myself up...

small question though... would they paint it black if sathyabhama, were to go there?!

move over katrina

this uncle rocks... standing in the "best view" galery of chinnaswamy stadium, this uncle just rocked the show with his insane moves and awesome belly dance... every one in the crowd just forgot the match and were waiting for the music to play just so they could get rockin cheer uncle to make some of his grooviet moves... if at all there was an EQ for the royal challengers, this guy would just belt out numbers :D

too hot, too cool

sakkath hot magaa

some low quality cell phone vids of the rcb vs csk match which i had gone.. rc played really well.. but the last 3 overs we fell like a pack of cards. was a great game...


the ladies were a bit hit. they pretty much had the same steps over and over... who cares.. smokin hot!




this is me dancing me azz off... that too for manmatha raasa kannada version.. who cares.. everyone just went crazy.. sivamani was putting kutthu after kutthu too....





damn sood laser show.. quality isn't great here.. but yea, it was like a real nice grand show....

lost in motion

so this is kinda gross.. all ye faint hearted, please steer away....

there is this colleague. to say that she is a pain in all sorts of body parts would be an understatement. this dame parades into office as she pleases and walks out as she pleases. the reason, she gives " i have two children, and i have to be there for them" understandable right.. i mean.. thats alright.

but then, for the time when she is in the office, there will be calls to her mom's house where these kids crash after play school or whatever. and the calls are never ending, and in a loud fashion.

her calls range from crazy antics that her kids do, to school info and crap that every mother talks about, to her sister's divorce. Now this sister has left the guy for god knows what reason, and this female offers psychological therapy through phone with that chick... every time she utters words, like "finding inner peace" and "living a meaningful life" and "social justice", the ip-messengers start flying with giggles and WTFs.

all this still ok.. right? well now the thing is, that the second kid, who's just about 2 years old eats all sorts of things from the floor, road, terrace, garbage or whatever.. and then complains of looze-mo's all day all night long. and this lady discusses with her mom, as to what this thing ate in the past 24 hours and how each item could have attacked this baby. and general description of the stool samples. all this in loud kannada conversations. unfortunately, i am the only one in my entire floor who can understand kannada, and i cant seem to find any amount of earphones that are louder than this female. i just heard the phrases "Motion aaitha ?" "houdaa"

ewww ewww yeww!!!!

there was one more chick who had a problem with this, and she complained to hr. and they simply moved this auntie to my cubicle. and any consequent complains to hr, might just result in getting her fired, which i feel is a little drastic for conversations of nostalgic remnants.

today when i just got to know that this female is going on a long 3 month unpaid leave, a sudden feeling of deprivation just creped up.. i mean who would we make fun of..

sigh.. nostalgic...

pimp my city!

thank you dr. vijay mallya. you have officially pimped my city up.

first, you gave my city the best place to chillaxx with beer and every famous alcoholic beverage possible.

second, you gave the city a very manhattan feel with tall buildings in downtown.

third, you got a really nice team for the city. who cares what the world says, we've got a solid team thats gonna win the race eventually.

fourth, the redskin cheer leaders. now, we are talkin....

fifth, you gave them franchisees a lesson on what a opening ceremony should look like.

sixth, you have made the indian skys truly a place to fly the good times.

seventh, katrina kaif. she's dumb, but who cares. she smiles, charges a lot of money, smokin hot, and makes my city look good

eighth, the stadium looks like a large stand that sells RC. a nice lookin stand at that

ninth, force india man, you are the force, and to say that the city has its own dude who owns a F1 franchise. geez, my pimp's loaded

and tenth, you studied in kolkata, and you own two soccer clubs there, are building a formula one circuit in delhi, own an airlines based in bombay and yet, you stuck to your home and made such an awesome thing happen for us...

pimp got ho's

marchin

yikes! this page still exists.. what has it been like ages.. and more ages than there could be ages?!honestly, i could say i am damn busy in life, and could get away with it... but then god pokes ppl's eyes when they tell lies ( literal translation of the the words 'ummachi kanna kutthum')

anyhooo... between grocery shopping and pretending to be a lead at work for a bunch of kids who are more smarter than i ever ever could be, there is absolutely no time to stop, think, gather, phrase it well and type it all up...

lets see what's happening in life... there is quite a scene in the photography department. my 'flickr'ing vettiness is quite strong all this time. not that i am a good photographer or i even know a millionth of anything in photography. but its not bad either. i mean.. i had an offer from some bloke in germany who wanted to buy a photo from me... and i just said.. umm ok, just wait i will email it to you, for free... your kind words are like money in the bank...

the more you have in camera equipment, the more you become greedy... i got a cam, then came a couple of lenses, then came the tripod, the memory stick, then came the uv filter, then the polarizer filter, then the remote control(which my wife surprised me for my birthday) and then finally now the tripod. even with all this, the heart wants more... i have my eyes on another lens, but this year's quota is over i guess... those bloody things are damn expensive...

then there's the post processing.. which i don't claim to be an expert in.. but i am learning quite a few tricks of the trade... so now you understand where all the web time has been swollen up in ...

lets see what else is happening.... my dream of starting a restaurant has been seeing a lot of attention.. from me of course.. like the logo is almost designed.. the theme and the kind of gadgets and technologies we'd use is already in place.. heck i even have my java engineer and web designer in mind.. they're practically hired.. but one small problem.. the menu is not in place yet.. and oh yea, the chef, that's me! is so not ready yet! I'll get there.. and once i do i am emotionally blackmailing every single friend, family of mine to support me physically, mentally, emotionally and well financially.... hee hee...

well i hope its not a longer holiday before i show up here.. adios

LMAO!

shining!

5, and learning to fight

It was about 6:45 in the evening and my "bitch quotient" due to caffeine deprivation had gone to all time heights... So we started to look for small coffee shacks on the highway out of talakadu. we spotted one and we stopped a little ahead of the shop..

After the entire entourage was fed with coffee, I was standing at the door of the car and leaning inside, when suddenly this 5 to 6 year old kid came running like an aeroplane and started to hit me pound me, pinch me, head butt me, and like sort of painlessly hurt the way a 5 year old kid would do. Due to 2 empty glasses and a half full cup of coffee I was like shouting my "let go!"s in Kannada with a big chuckle.. I mean I was greatly amused by the way this boy was just attacking me.

I gave all the cups away to by standing posse and I lifted this boy up. I saw his face for the first time. He had dirty clothes on. His nose was running, his hair was full of dirt, and he had a very naughty smile on his face. As I lift him, I could count the ribs he had and I just smiled at him and asked him "What do you want, raja?" and he leaped from my hands indicating he wanted to show me something. I turned around and he pointed to some sort of mixture or some eating thing in the shack of a shop next by.

I looked at him and asked "Do you go to school?" and he just kept pointing towards his snack. I asked him again and the shop keeper said, no he doesn't. So I told him "Will you go to school if I buy you this thing" and he nodded with great interest. I said "OK, I will check on Monday with your parents and the teacher and you will have to go to school". He pretty much kept pointing towards the snack. So I bought him the snack and gave it to his hand. And he just says " I wont go! what will you do" I made a sad face, but he just ignored it and ran away in his aeroplane style.

Eventhough I laugh my head off thinking of the way he attacked me, I still cant let go of that face.

he's a firestarter

We had planned to get up early morning and get my wife her the latest Harry Potter book that we had preordered. But due to immense laziness on my part we didn't get up early. Post lunch, we started seeing some stupid movie on TV and didn't budge. So by the evening, we finally decided too much is too much and started out to go get our copy.

By the time we hit like three fourth way thro, it was pouring cats and dogs, and we took refuge in a shop nearby. To our luck it wouldn't stop raining and we were stuck like for ever in the same spot. So we decided we'll like get drenched and go anyways, and the vehicle would just not start. I tried starting for like 20 minutes in the rain and it just wouldn't start. So we took refuge in a sort of shady place in front of a building. And the watchman was telling us some vehicle was going to come that way so I had to move. Then another guy came from the shop and told us its OK, after I pleaded about the non starting and the rain.

This guy was very sympathetic and he told me where the mechanic was around that area and even gave tips to keep my engine dry. So after giving up finally after kicking the living hell out of the start, I was about to give up, and this guy brought his spanner from inside and just tightened the spark plug. And voila! it started in like 3 seconds. I was like... 'Its Jesus! its Jesus!' My wife was like, 'No no, its Ganesha or Murugan, not Jesus and all'. I was like.. 'Hello, such things happen only to good Christians, or at least it seems so, going by the stories they tell...'

Anyways, a billions thanks to the man who repaired my vehicle by using his miracle hands... Yusuf Ahmed :)

my very first video :)

i recorded my latest desktop on linux and decided it would be my first video online :) lemmi know what you think .. puhleeze

ginormous amount of thanks to the zoo for helping me out since morning for this silly silly task :)

hau meni?

lauve this ad!

mein nahi naachoongi!

some how reminded me of basanti...







and this one is funny even though it kinda stereotypes south indians

tales of a cuckoo

remember when fiona gets up in the morning and she sees shrek asleep and the rising run, the morning breeze and she gets into one of her tra-la-la moods and starts to hum. then a cuckoo appears out of no where and starts to sing along... and finally when they hit a high note, the cuckoo sucks in so much air that it just bursts out.

well i just wish the birds i know would burst out like the cartoon one.. here in bangalore.. everywhere i go, i hear these cuckoos going non stop coo coo.. i know what you are thinking.. like they are pleasant and sweet and what not... but try sitting in your office for 9 hrs and hear that sound non stop for 5 days, and then you come home and there is a cuckoo near by somewhere and then where i ride along, the trees magically seem to have them. well one this is apparent.. they seem to have some revenge planned for me... they are everywhere and somehow they seem to be on top of things evvvery where... !

there are some vetti eagles near my office... these eagles just sit on top of buildings and coconut trees waiting for mice anddogs to die to attack them... may be i get one of these eagles to like eat these cuckoos or whatever..... haa haa haa haa haa haaa!!!!!!!!!

so much for being a lacto vegetarian....

best of the lot

u should so vote for zach my fave contestant on the lot... shali's good too.. here's some of their works:

Die Hardly Working by Zach Lipovsky






Danger Zone by Zach Lipovsky










Time Out by Zach Lipovsky








Dr in Law by Shalini Kantayya

who dat

aaaaaahhhhh.. so i frgt de pwd 2 dis bloggr thng.. n i ws lik wtf? apprntli its se sem as gogl pwd... n i ws lik duh!

ok, nuf of dat... anyways, between packing puliodarai to office and watching indian idol on weekedays, you really lose enthu to get out of the ohh-so-comfy uncle life... god bless god for uncle mode.....

deeps wanted to buy this fruit stand that looked like an apple outside the water temple in bali.... so after passing a lot of hawker aunties, there was this aunty who almost dragged us into this shop.. so we were like what the hell and we started to bargain.. she said 150000 rupiah and we thought we made a huge profit by asking for 70000 rupiah.. she agreed for 90000 rupiah... so we like happily paraded out of there... just 10 yards from that shop another aunty asks us if we want to buy the same thing for like 50000 rupiah.. and we were like "that cheating bitch!!" so we went back to that shop and told about our great discovery, and she quickly ran to the other lady and made her quote 100000 rupiah... and we were like "ok bali bring it on...." so from the next time on, we would bargain shamelessly for everything... if a person said 750000 rupiah for a handbag we would ask for 10000 rupiah... scerew shame.. cos we almost made a profit on everything point forward :)

ok after a week twiddling around for tickets, we finally got to see the boss, mottai boss...i had no words for the amount of happiness there was... like only the bext movie ever made! if you lover of movies, you should see it... for the love gods and semi gods...

yee haw!

ok, like i made 146 on the bowling alley today... and in the first game i made 114... pretty nice day... i'd like to remember this day for years to come....

some cheap comments were made by the bozzos as to how women's day luck was rubbing off on me... which i chose to ignore...

vat lang-veg u talk?

extremely sexy song i have been hearing on a loop..

enjoy

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