Well, there was le me, derping around, bunking off from office coz I was gargantuanly hungry.
I was minding me own business loitering on me Baldrick when all of a sudden I saw a lady riding a scooter. Le problem was that her thingummybob (in Bong we call it orna, in Hindi churni/chunni/something like that and in English we call it good for nothing) was about to get tangled with the exhaust of her scooter.
So, just like one of them good samaritan types, I got me scooter alongside side her and appraised her of the situation; she immediately got hold of that thingy and tied it up.
So, I, Fat Uncle Cheapo, might have saved a human life.
And what do I get in return?
A look of pure unadulterated loathing and disgust as if I was a mixture of Osama bin Laden, some serial rapist and jack the fucking Ripper!!!!!!!
Sigh
I was minding me own business loitering on me Baldrick when all of a sudden I saw a lady riding a scooter. Le problem was that her thingummybob (in Bong we call it orna, in Hindi churni/chunni/something like that and in English we call it good for nothing) was about to get tangled with the exhaust of her scooter.
So, just like one of them good samaritan types, I got me scooter alongside side her and appraised her of the situation; she immediately got hold of that thingy and tied it up.
So, I, Fat Uncle Cheapo, might have saved a human life.
And what do I get in return?
A look of pure unadulterated loathing and disgust as if I was a mixture of Osama bin Laden, some serial rapist and jack the fucking Ripper!!!!!!!
Sigh
