What a pain in the ass. Heartbroken? Dreams crushed like a twig, under Jumbo’s foot. He couldn’t see Reena’s love – the hippo at the pond – the last time he went in for a swim.
Nonetheless, you’re fried for no reason. Charged up for a riveting battle of twits, with the biggest lump in your throat – unable to swallow – you look for relief in a glass full of xxx.
Yuck! I can feel the sand in my mouth. Similar to the one found on the islands of Greece. Wonder how many blonds juggled in it.
Anyhow, you did call your wife. She has been waiting for that late night rendezvous – the one you can’t afford – the one you promised her months ago.
Why?
You had everything in shares.
Satyam shares. Eureka! Go explain that to her. Bloody recession has got nothing to do with it.
Moving along now.
Grab rum. Why? It’ll relax you.
Sedated? Not enough? Here. Take my glass.
Waiter – Yes sir! – *Repeat.
The endless running around, the wall – your only friend, tells you all about life. A nice tale about it passing by, but there was so much left in her.
Damn.
Where did she come from now? What does she want? Why me? I only have a couple of thousands rolled up in the glove compartment.
Ah! She looks happy.
Bitch!
She doesn’t care about the recession. In fact, I’m sure her business is booming. Look at all the depressed logs around. They all need her services.
She gives the best hair cut in town. You feel like a rock star in no time.
Answers. We’re all looking for some. If only we knew where to find them. A couple of bucks would do just fine.
Let me tell you about the runaway writer. No, no, no. Not the runaway bride. But a runaway writer – later to be found in the foothills of the Himalayas.
Many believe he is a myth. I disagree.
Met him at Barney’s, last week. He stood like a rock. Fit as ever. Didn’t write any longer though. But made all the ladies week in the knees.
Something about a nine iron – he didn’t mention golf though.
Here is a compilation of photographs of the world,
put together by the New York Times. They paint a vivid picture. Comical. A few.
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