dabba Posted July 28, 2009 Report Share Posted July 28, 2009 i am still banned from shout that contradicts ur statement MT's a liar MT's a liar :wub: ohh give him a glimmer of hope already... un-ban him for a few minutes at least then he might stop polluting the threads for a lil while Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake Posted July 31, 2009 Report Share Posted July 31, 2009 Dissolving Bikini is the Ultimate Revenge Gift A German company has invented a marvelous new bikini that disappears once a girl puts it on and takes a swim. The sexy swimsuit disappears by dissolving in water, leaving a woman completely nude and embarrassed. The sexy black swimsuit looks like a real bikini, feels like a real bikini and fits like a real bikini. The only difference is it’s made from a material that completely melts away after a few seconds in water. Named the "Get Naked Bikini," the item is being marketed as the ultimate form of revenge for recently-dumped dudes. The bikini has upset women's rights groups, with one campaigner, Rosmarie Zapfl, saying, “It is an absolute insult to women that this has been invented.” It sounds like Ms. Zapfl needs a gift to calm her down. May we suggest a new bikini? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Death Stryke Posted August 4, 2009 Report Share Posted August 4, 2009 (edited) Edited August 4, 2009 by Death Stryke Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
babj1 Posted August 4, 2009 Report Share Posted August 4, 2009 this is a genuine true joke...today i went to sony center to get myself a stand alone blu ray player..guess wat the price was...as much as a ps3 ie rs 24990...i was like amazed...i thought of buyin another ps3...but alas had only 6000 in my wallet....came out disappointed.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dabba Posted August 4, 2009 Report Share Posted August 4, 2009 this is a genuine true joke...today i went to sony center to get myself a stand alone blu ray player..guess wat the price was...as much as a ps3 ie rs 24990...i was like amazed...i thought of buyin another ps3...but alas had only 6000 in my wallet....came out disappointed.. well known fact... ps3 is the cheapest blu-ray player.... @least it was in the past... doubt any other player costs less Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blitzkreiig Posted August 4, 2009 Report Share Posted August 4, 2009 this is a genuine true joke...today i went to sony center to get myself a stand alone blu ray player..guess wat the price was...as much as a ps3 ie rs 24990...i was like amazed...i thought of buyin another ps3...but alas had only 6000 in my wallet....came out disappointed.. You wanted a blu-ray player for 6k Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GoobyPlz Posted August 4, 2009 Report Share Posted August 4, 2009 this is a genuine true joke...today i went to sony center to get myself a stand alone blu ray player..guess wat the price was...as much as a ps3 ie rs 24990...i was like amazed...i thought of buyin another ps3...but alas had only 6000 in my wallet....came out disappointed.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
godspeed4476 Posted August 4, 2009 Report Share Posted August 4, 2009 this is a genuine true joke...today i went to sony center to get myself a stand alone blu ray player..guess wat the price was...as much as a ps3 ie rs 24990...i was like amazed...i thought of buyin another ps3...but alas had only 6000 in my wallet....came out disappointed.. Why would u want to buy a PS3 when u already have one? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nemo Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 Yet another action packed weekend in Mumbai, full of fun, frolic and introspection. I have learnt many things. For example having money when none of your friends have any is as good as not having any. And after spending much time in movie theatres, cafes and restaurants I have gathered many insights into the endless monotony that is the love life of south Indian men. What I have unearthed is most disheartening. Disheartening because comprehension of these truths will not change our status anytime soon. However there is also cause for joy. We never stood a chance anyway. What loads the dice against virile, gallant, well educated, good looking, sincere mallus and tams? (Kandus were once among us, but Bangalore has changed all that.) Our futures are shot to hell as soon as our parents bestow upon us names that are anything but alluring. I cannot imagine a more foolproof way of making sure the child remains single till classified advertisements or that maternal uncle in San Francisco thinks otherwise. Name him “Parthasarathy Venkatachalapthy” and his inherent capability to combat celibacy is obliterated before he could even talk. He will grow to be known as Partha. Before he knows, his smart, seductively named northy classmates start calling him Paratha. No woman in their right minds will go anyway near poor Parthasarathy. His investment banking job doesn’t help either. His employer loves him though. He has no personal life you see. By this time the Sanjay Singhs and Bobby Khans from his class have small businesses of their own and spend 60% of their lives in discos and pubs. The remaining 40% is spent coochicooing with leather and denim clad muses in their penthouse flats on Nepean Sea Road. Business is safely in the hands of the Mallu manager. After all with a name like Blossom Babykutty he cant use his 30000 salary anywhere. Blossom gave up on society when in school they automatically enrolled him for Cookery Classes. Along with all the girls. Yes my dear reader, nomenclature is the first nail in a coffin of neglect and hormonal pandemonium. In a kinder world they would just name the poor southern male child and throw him off the balcony. “Yes appa we have named him Goundamani…” THUD. Life would have been less kinder to him anyway. If all the women the Upadhyays, Kumars, Pintos and, god forbid, the Sens and Roys in the world have met were distributed amongst the Arunkumars, Vadukuts and Chandramogans we would all be merry casanovas with 3 to 4 pretty things at each arm. But alas it is not to be. Of course the south Indian women have no such issues. They have names which are like sweet poetry to the ravenous northie hormone tanks. Picture this: “Welcome, and this is my family. This is my daughter Poorni (what a sweet name!!) and my son Ponnalagusamy (er.. hello..)..” Cyanide would not be fast enough for poor Samy. Nothing Samy does will help him. He can pump iron, drive fast cars and wear snazzy clothes, but against a braindead dude called Arjun Singhania he has as much chance of getting any as a Benedictine Monk in a Saharan Seminary. Couple this with the other failures that have plagued our existence. Any attempt at spiking hair with gel fails miserably. In an hour I have a crown of greasy, smelly fibrous mush. My night ends there. However the northy just has to scream “Wakaw!!!” and you have to peel the women off him to let him breathe. In a disco while we can manage the medium hip shake with neck curls, once the Bhangra starts pumping we are as fluid as cement and gravel in a mixer. Karan Kapoor or Jatin Thapar in the low cut jeans with chaddi strap showing and see through shirt throws his elbows perfectly, the cynosure of all attention. The women love a man who digs pasta and fondue. But why do they not see the simple pleasures of curd rice and coconut chutney? When poor Senthilnathan opens his tiffin box in the office lunch room his female coworkers just dissappear when they see the tamarind rice and poppadums. The have all rematerialised around Bobby Singh who has ordered in Pizza and Garlic bread. (And they have the gall to talk of foreign origin.) How can a man like me brought up in roomy lungis and oversized polyester shirts ever walk the walk in painted on jeans (that makes a big impression) and neon yellow rib hugging t shirts? All I can do is don my worn “comfort fit” jeans and floral shirt. Which is pretty low on the “Look at me lady” scale, just above fig leaf skirt and feather headgear a la caveman, and a mite below Khakhi Shirt over a red t shirt and baggy khakhi pants and white trainers a la Rajni in “Badsha”. Sociologically too the tam or mallu man is severely sidelined. An average tam stud stays in a house with, on average, three grandparents, three sets of uncles and aunts, and over 10 children. Not the ideal atmosphere for some intimacy and some full throated “WHOSE YOUR DADDY!!!” at the 3 in the morning. The mallu guy of course is almost always in the gulf working alone on some onshore oil rig in the desert. Rheumatic elbows me thinks. Alas dear friends we are not just meant to set the nights on fire. We are just not built to be “The Ladies Man”. The black man has hip hop, the white man has rock, the southie guy only has idlis and tomato rasam or an NRI account in South Indian Bank Ernakulam Branch. Alas as our destiny was determined in one fell swoop by our nomenclature, so will our future be. A nice arranged little love story. But the agony of course does not end there. On the first night, as the stud sits on his bed finally within touching distance and whispers his sweet desires into her delectable ear, she blushes, turns around and whispers back “But amma has said only on second saturdays…” In one last effort here we attractive young men have taken on alter egos which may interest some of you women: 1. Gautam Kumar Raja, will now be known as Joshua Perreira 2. Sidin Sunny Vadukut, henceforth will be known as Dev Chopra 3. Ashwath Venkataraman is now Vijay Desai 4. Sudarshan Ramakrishnan no more, from now he is Barath Sharma 5. Gautam Chandrasekharan will now respond to Alyque Shah Do mail me any time for a meeting with one of the above. One week notice if Italian or Chinese food is involved, or if the individual is expected to dance. ref from -whatay.com came across this awesome article in a forum. DOnt know the person who wrote it, did not even see it in the original site.. but its damn funny. I am a northie who has not travelled beyond MP so dont know how much of this is fictional streaching, but makes a fun read.. enjoy and sory if its been posted earlier.. just came across this. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phoenix Wright Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 Haha, so much fail. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
achilles Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 n ernakulum..lolol.. noctis Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blitzkreiig Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 Name him “Parthasarathy Venkatachalapthy” and his inherent capability to combat celibacy is obliterated before he could even talk. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nemo Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 oi.. disclaimer.. The views mentioned are not mine. I just posted here for the lulz. I know that its a stereotype and just gross exaggeration. nw whether i support it or not is an entirely different matter. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shekdown Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 What a ridiculous article. And no surprise, some senseless people are overjoyed by the exaggeration. Id suggest this topic be locked before there is a heated altercation. I must admit, Im controlling my rage as I type this. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nemo Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 What a ridiculous article. And no surprise, some senseless people are overjoyed by the exaggeration. Id suggest this topic be locked before there is a heated altercation. I must admit, Im controlling my rage as I type this. some people cannot just take humor. We all know its all fictional. Chill yaar. If someone posts a topic about Noth Indians making fun of our pompous nature, the pahle gaali phir boli and other stuff, i wud be the first one to post a LOL smily and giv mad props to the writer (if it witty, of course) amyway its up to the mods if they wanna keep it or not. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shekdown Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 some people cannot just take humor. We all know its all fictional. Chill yaar. If someone posts a topic about Noth Indians making fun of our pompous nature, the pahle gaali phir boli and other stuff, i wud be the first one to post a LOL smily and giv mad props to the writer (if it witty, of course) amyway its up to the mods if they wanna keep it or not. Ofcourse not. Its what your passionate about. Judging by it, your not extremely passionate about the fact that your a North Indian. Me on the other hand, Im bloody proud Im a South Indian. I was born in Mumbai, brought up Chennai(I got to Mumbai for a good month every year, I know the city very well), I know which city I prefer. I dont know how you can say that you'll be first to post an LOL when you see fun being poked at Delhi'ites or North Indian in general. You really have have to be in the position, mate. Again, I repeat, this should probably be closed. I for one, am not happy with the article, Im sure there are other people who'd feel the same way. And Im not even anywhere close to being the most passionate South Indians. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phoenix Wright Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 I don't see how it's in anyway offensive. You really need to get yourself a sense of humour. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Death Stryke Posted August 8, 2009 Report Share Posted August 8, 2009 (edited) This reminds me of one of the forwards I got at work once (obv from some infy employee ). It started off with this proper delhi guy complaining about his life in Chennai when he was posted here. He gave a hilarious page long rant, most of which, admittedly is true ()about this city in my opinion since I've been here for over a year...But then some chick replied to him. Fkin hell. OWNAGE. He got totally bitchslapped. Brilliant mail that. I'll try searching it in my inbox, pretty old though Edited August 8, 2009 by Death Stryke Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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