“Most of what we learn in the first five years of elementary school will be valid all our life.
Most of what we learn in the first few years of a college degree won’t be”
A man should NEVER underestimate the thinking speed of a woman. Terence and Vincent don’t think so because of the fact that they have a ‘done it’ chart where they place all records and events. Patrick didn’t think so until he was taught a sweet lesson.
One normal winter morning, when we were ‘not’ waiting for our professor to turn up, we were engaged in a nice conversation. College represents a different charm during winters. It’s when the complexion of the fairer sex seems better as if they applied ‘foundation’ in every aspect. The warm heavy jackets, fur coats, pashmina stoles would reveal skin but don’t all ‘the’ boys like to live in a city called ‘Voluptuocity’.
Terence – Winters. Wow.
Vincent – Women. Wow.
Terence – Winter women. Wow.
Baharul – Yesterday, I was listening to Bow Wow.
Vincent – I’d rather choose Bappi Lahiri.
Baharul – Don’t ridicule Subhojit. He’s my friend.
Terence – Does he swing the other way?
Vincent – Only with Hitesh.
Baharul – Ha ha, they still play on swings!
Terence to Vincent – Nevermind.
Meanwhile, there was another conversation going on.
Monica – Get lost, Patrick.
Samantha – If only someone paid you for talking absolute garbage.
Patrick – Then what would happen?
Samantha – Then you would have been a billionaire.
Patrick – I see.
Baharul – ‘I see you’ is about to release.
Monica – Gawd. You are so off topic.
Patrick – But Samantha, admit it. Men think faster.
Samantha – Balls.
Patrick – I won the debate. I won the debate. Yay.
Monica – We didn’t even start debating.
Patrick – I won the debate. I won the debate. Yay.
Samantha – Don’t go mental now.
Patrick – I won the debate. I won the debate. Yay.
Monica – You are irritating me now.
Patrick – I won the debate. I won the debate. Yay.
Samantha – You are simply scared.
Patrick – I won the debate. I won the debate. Yay.
Patrick was really loud in his excitement. Everyone heard him.
Vincent – Yo mofo, my baby won something?
Patrick – I kicked ‘feminism’ today.
Terence – Welcome to the club.
Baharul – Club? Which club?
Vincent – I’ll hit you with a club! (frustrated).
Patrick – Ignore that man. We rule.
Terence – Hey, Samantha’s written something on the board.
The board read-
PATRICK SUCKS
Patrick – Baah, no big deal. I have got it covered.
Vincent – Need help?
Patrick – Did the gladiators ever ask for help?
Patrick walked up to the board and chalked something which had him all smiling. His smile seemed as though he had just released a heavy controlled fart.
The board now read-
PATRICK SUCKS GOOD
Patrick – I won the debate. I won the debate. Yay.
Vincent –Nice.
Terence – Yeah, good thinking.
Patrick – I am the king.
Baharul – Samantha’s writing something.
The board now read-
PATRICK SUCKS HIMSELF GOOD
Samantha – High five!
Monica – Yo girl, you the woman!
Patrick – Shit. I thought I won. Shit.
Vincent – You know, gladiators often get eaten up by lions.
Terence – So, why so glum, chum?
Patrick – Shit. I thought I won. Shit.
There you go. That’s the beauty of playing with the fairer sex. They let you think that you’ve won. You will not receive the big punch till the last round. So let’s do what men should do- Love their respective women and respect their thinking.
P.S- After everyone left, Vincent and Terence edited the board.
The board now read-
PATRICK SUCKS DEEP & CALLS HIMSELF SUPER GOOD.
So. Who finally won? I suspect- MEN.
5 comments:
1)its amazing how you remember so many instances
2) its amazing how you play around and make up ypur own instances.
3) fuck you!!! for the boaard edit in the end
its because of men like u tht men and women can never be,because u create battles where none exist...gawdddddddddd terrence!!!!!!
im not building a bridge here. remember, its all fiction. and besides, i have clearly claimed that men should love and respect their women, esp with whips and handcuffs :P
but i love fiction because of the friction it causes. oh yes.
Superb post bro...but for God's sakewillya stop portraying me like a moron..neway my space button is not working well..so dont shout "give attention to details"..
And Prateek, his memory is not only his memory..its collective consciuosness..Yay
"...but for God's sake, will ya stop portraying me like a moron"
- Baharul.
Well, that's difficult.
:P
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