Monday, October 29, 2007

Room no. 315

To begin at the beginning, here's Nicole's song:
I love you
You love me
Ho-mo-sexu-ality
They all think that we are friends
They don't know we're les-bi-ans.

From L to R: Wondergirl, Shaggy, Psycho Sudu, Nicola

W: Boobs!
Shaggy: Woah, wha?
Sud: Ooh, porn on my laptop.
Nicola: Oh whatddo we have here? Vouyer op.


W: See mine, here? They're the real deal.
Shaggy: See, you'll never know how good mine are till you feel them with both hands. Like so.
Sudu: Oh yeah, babeh.
Nicola: Hahahahaha, idiots, everyone knows I'm the Hottttest.

And to conclude: it's not what it looks like. It's so much more :)

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5 Comments:

Blogger Udaya said...

ROTFLMAO...Im not worried woman... actually i think the cnversation as about the female anatomy ;)

9:03 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

And I have such boring flatmates. One is never home and only comes in with a guy. One is a kid who is always talking really loud on the phone. and the third one is forever looking for excuses to run back home pretending to be sick and missing her boy friend.

Thanks for gracing my blog with your presence.

lotsa love,
yours truly,
flatfooted dancer

6:41 PM  
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6:42 PM  
Blogger Noisy Autist said...

seriously, this post will surely keep me coming back to your blog.

7:37 PM  
Blogger Loony Libberswick of Llapland said...

"Udi" - heehee
Divya - Well, my friends are my high points in Pune :)
NA - but obviously - only, I warn you - the content is not always so titillating, all puns intended.

8:53 PM  

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