Its been more than a year and along this epic journey we have lost some friends. Notably Barry the Booger died after after I pounded his head on a table and then he died again from being a sissy. Ashal shined briefly and died from a discrimnatory STD. But such is the way of continuity. We all fear the crisis on infinite blogs...
You traitor! I remember in the old days you encouraged and taught me to stick a mirchi (and sometimes achaar) up my rectum and watch it come burning and fuming out of my underarm hair. Now that you are being phoren, all styles with jalapenos and all.
Please take this site down immediately. It is promoting a very unhealthy lifestyle and polluting the blogsphere. If you don't respond within the next 48 hours, we at Blogger.com will be forced to take drastic steps.
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Aaha. Oho. You are being so beautifool.
You traitor! I remember in the old days you encouraged and taught me to stick a mirchi (and sometimes achaar) up my rectum and watch it come burning and fuming out of my underarm hair. Now that you are being phoren, all styles with jalapenos and all.
Please take this site down immediately. It is promoting a very unhealthy lifestyle and polluting the blogsphere. If you don't respond within the next 48 hours, we at Blogger.com will be forced to take drastic steps.
i am paralysed by fear. woe is me
Blogger uncul, blogger uncul, pliss don't do that. Zeminky is being a good blog. Mother promise.
I once smoked a jalapeno and it tasted like arse.
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