The Cursed Book of Kamasutra
4 years ago
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Microphone
A Sardarni in New York went to a worldwide message centre to send a message to her mother in India. The phirangi guy told her it would cost $100 she exclaimed, "I don't have that kind of money! But I would do anything to get a message to my mother in Punjab-India!" The man arched an eyebrow and asked: "Anything?""Yes, anything!" promises the sardarni. With that, the man said, "Follow me", walked into the next room and ordered, "Come in and close the door."She did. He then said, "Get on your knees." She did. Then he said, "Unzip me." She did. He said, "Go ahead...take it out." She took it out and grabbed hold of it with both hands. The man closed his eyes and whispered, "Well...go ahead damn it!" The Sardarni slowly brought her lips closer, and screamed loudly, "Hello...Mummyjee?"
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Prof.Cheatappan's experiential learning lessons
I met Prof. Cheatappan finally. It was a chance encounter.
Like all skilled men he humbled me with his ability to weave an engaging and moving story.
For the "still-confused", am referring to an As*hole of age 50+ i neat shirts and pants who bumped into me on saturday night.
He said he wants to know where oriental bank's ATM is. Its very rare for you and me to know if such a bank exists and I will jump a towel (Thunddu thaandudhal) and say you wont know where its ATMs are.
So Prof. Cheatappan said he wants to go to an ATM or wants money immediately. He had just lost his purse which her very old mom took with her when her bus just moved. He said that he had just 20 bucks and has to go to vellore.
Trust me - He turned his head sideways and said "Who can I ask? I feel ashamed to say I dont have money. I am a professor in vellore college"
That was enough to tickle my senti cells and was into an imaginery scene where i substituted my dad for him.
I readily gave him hundred bucks and gave my address and phone number.
Cheatappan neither called not has he sent money.
Son of a bitch !
I got cheated in money related matter for the first time in my life and asshole used much revered role of a Professor and his old age to exploit me.
Like all skilled men he humbled me with his ability to weave an engaging and moving story.
For the "still-confused", am referring to an As*hole of age 50+ i neat shirts and pants who bumped into me on saturday night.
He said he wants to know where oriental bank's ATM is. Its very rare for you and me to know if such a bank exists and I will jump a towel (Thunddu thaandudhal) and say you wont know where its ATMs are.
So Prof. Cheatappan said he wants to go to an ATM or wants money immediately. He had just lost his purse which her very old mom took with her when her bus just moved. He said that he had just 20 bucks and has to go to vellore.
Trust me - He turned his head sideways and said "Who can I ask? I feel ashamed to say I dont have money. I am a professor in vellore college"
That was enough to tickle my senti cells and was into an imaginery scene where i substituted my dad for him.
I readily gave him hundred bucks and gave my address and phone number.
Cheatappan neither called not has he sent money.
Son of a bitch !
I got cheated in money related matter for the first time in my life and asshole used much revered role of a Professor and his old age to exploit me.
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