What is it with these people? I mean what is wrong with these guys.
Mom and dad are not at home… have been drinking since 8…the three of us….me and these two jungleez. Though it seems I don’t exist out here…..they are too busy throwing abuses at each other…omigosh! Its almost ten…ask them to go and they again respond with a slurry of expletives. God, I think I can deal with aids better than these barbarics…..hey hey don't get me wrong...ilove them...but sometimes i really feel like putting them on the table and dissecting them to see what's in there.... some decency guys….some civility!!
Mom and dad are not at home… have been drinking since 8…the three of us….me and these two jungleez. Though it seems I don’t exist out here…..they are too busy throwing abuses at each other…omigosh! Its almost ten…ask them to go and they again respond with a slurry of expletives. God, I think I can deal with aids better than these barbarics…..hey hey don't get me wrong...ilove them...but sometimes i really feel like putting them on the table and dissecting them to see what's in there.... some decency guys….some civility!!
posted by the silhouette | Saturday, February 25, 2006
2 Comments:
Hey bitch can't u just leave us guys alone?...actually we are quite happy the way we are. You gerlie friends are so very high maintenance. There is sensitivity, caring, love, soul searching and understanding…..AND then there is hysteria, jealousy, alienation, tantrums and over sensitivity. On the other hand, we guy friends are as subtle and sensitive as logs of wood. And here are some rules of male bonding, written with sweat and blood, sprayed with deo, finger-printed with hair gel and stored in the back of a male room locker cushioned by smelly socks and undies with holes in the elastic…
1. the more we abuse, the friendlier we are. (And by abuse I don’t mean the kiddish basterd and asshole stuff)
2. No one has a name till they hv a dickname srry nickname: sanjay mukul …that’s all sissy stuff. Ghodu, bakra, crow…aha, now we are talking!
3. If u get drunk together, u r bonded for life: “Arrey shee here bugger, I jusshht wanna tell u yewww are the only fuckin real friend I hv. Phack man if we weren’t guyz, I could kishhh yeww jushht noww!”
4. How r u shld be answered in one word: “ cool, chilled, peaceful, theek”….are ok. A grunt is better.
5. Who gives a damn abt shoppin together?? Let’s go babe watching ….. its les tiring and much cheaper.
6. There’s no fight that can’t be fixed with a few stiff whiskies: three doubles is ok after the fourth u can start fightin again.
7. There are only two world issues worth discussing: cricket and sex. When u grow slightly older it’s golf and sex. And after that politics and sex (notice how some kind of game remain constant.)
8. We call each other when we need something: let’s cut the “how have you been” and “was thinking abt u” crap….saves so much time n money.
9. “Honey, sweety darling baby cutie” (urgh!) are all no no. “pardner, buddy, dude, yaar, hero and boss” are so much better.
10. As long as you are within 25 kilos of your last weight….and still hv 2 eyes, 2 arms, 1 nose and 2 legs, when I meet u after a year u r still the same.
11. If I see u with another woman it’s ok as long as she is not my girlfriend or wife.
12. I don’t gv a damn what u r wearing as long as u r wearing something.
13. An abuse or a hard slap or kick on your back while leaving…much better than those long bye bye sessions and those cheek-kissing things.
14. I m not gonna comment on your hair unless of course, u hv lost them all, then I may play tabla on your bald nut.
15. Same goes for your wallet: I don gv a damn if u hv a wallet, purse or bag. Heck, keep your money in ur undies…as long as I don hv to touch it.
16. Shoes: again who cares?
17. If you show me your cell I would show you mine.
18. If we do hv to talk on phn let’s keep it short. Say less than 15 seconds. (I hope u are reading this).
19. So nice to hear of you under the male Geneva Convention act of 1983, any one who uses this phrase will be shot, castrated and hung at dawn.
20. However all said and done, I still care for you……
Most of these I learnt at Bits College. Ya that’s where I learnt that there’s no need to hug when u can affectionately kick each other on the butt.
But no point telling you girlies…. u never understand
luv vish
I don't mind you guys doing any of these stupid things. actually i don't care... as long as you STAY OUT OF MY HOME.
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