hey, there is something fancy today, right below the place where one writes the title of the blog, there is something called link...obviously i have no idea wha that is supposed to do...and as we all know, who the hell am i flattering though, it feels like my regular 2 and a 1/2 visitors are also overworked...anyway, as we (this time the royal we, that is moi) all know the blog continues to be in the same **************************** (keep on guessin the word i used...he he he he) state, i am still awake and have ben so for ages now...or what feels like ages...it is morning now, and to think there was a point of time in my life when i did not see the dawn ever, and now i have down so in 5 consecutive days..ok, ok i accept i havent seen the dawn, but the comp instead...
anyway, i shall stop cribbing and tell u (again hoping) about the real life skit situation tht happend whne these ppl were practising thier skit, and a lecture was going on inside the auditorium...this one guy, O came running out, and told P, hey gimme me a missed call yaar when the speech is done...wea asked why, even though he was almost out of ear shot, running in full speed as if he has been substituted for alonso's car. he shouted back, i am watching the formula ones...and we thought that waskinda funny,the way he was picking up speed. but then P said, i dont have his cell num...
oh what the hell, it really doesnt sound half as funny as it appeared then, who ever said truth is stranger than fiction?
i will continue to pitch for Schumacher...
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