olla!!!
this blog unfolds the story of 5 guys. namely - not so fat guy, the mongol, black, mama/cute and the new fat guy i.e me.
but as the whole idea to record the life n times of us 5 guys was conceived mainly to cherish the fond memories of our dearly, very much, ALIVE mama-gurooooosa (latter part of the name courtesy of mongol. oh YES. mongol. we'll talk abt him l8r!) , ul be reading A LOT abt him!
lets get some thing straight be4 we (as in not so fat guy, black, mongol n me) get started. mama is STRAIGHT n so are we... no doubts/arguments abt that.
so all that u read here are all under the quotes of "guy love" (make sense of it the way u wanna ;) )
MAMA:
1. mama/ cute is all legs. his body consists on 3 things. hands legs n some more legs. he can reach from HERE to THERE ( feel free to set the limits).
2. he has been hit on more times than most girls have by boys n girls alike.
3. yes, as horrid as it may seem, we too have hit on him .
NOT SO FAT GUY:
once upon a time when the world was young n when the mountains were shaping there lived a boy. a fat lil boy. as time passed he shed his fat n became a slim slender cucumber shaped thing. hence was born the notoriously famous - NOT SO FAT GUY:)
details on the not so fat guy:
1. strange things happens to girls when they're around this cucumber body. the cast an eye on him n almost musically cry out "your soooooooooooooo cute".
this had given black n me an idea. we wanted to sell him off as a teddy bear. we were to rake in millions outta this. we'd even promised him bread crumbs for his services! then. something horrible happened. he.... he.... *sniff sniff* he stopped..... he stopped bein fat!!! he's worthless now. what a shame! seriously!!!
2. he does taekwondo. he is our gang official knight in MINCHING armour!;)
3. he is under the notion that he is fat, for reasons unknown, n takes great offence if ppl dont call him fat boy.
4. he is as handy as a purse n he'll fit in one. LITERALLY:)
BLACK:
when bramha sat down to "carve" this marvel of a being outta a solid white mould of sugar spice n everything nice, it was half past midnoon on a lazy sunday afternoon. he was sleepy, tired n hopelessly hungry. he was tired of makin those PERFECT LIL bald babies.
so he decided to speed things up. he carved raucously with his fingers n put the mould in the oven. a perfect bake took 33sec. BUT bramha was in a hurry. so he set the oven to a setting called "ARE U FREAKIN KIDDIN ME?! I COULD ROAST THE SUN AT THIS TEMPERATURE" n set the mould in there for abt a second. the second died. bramha opened the oven. AHHHHHHH!!!!
in there was a charred insignificant mass. bramha was in shock!!! what had he done?!! his rep was at stake here. so he took the baby out. be4 any1 could realise what he'd done, he took the kid packed it up nicely with a bow n all and delivered it to the happy couple expecting their second child with a note.
it read "ooops!"
;) true story!
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details on the "black":
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