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Sana
What do you do if you are the biggest scaredy poo in the whole wide world huh?
Just saw the most awesome pantwetter scary video, one of the many sidey forwards you get.
And now I am figuring out ways to find a way to break it to July... oops Jun ( making jokes is hard for some people, okay!) how I am going to spend the night on his floor, you see he us not the most chivalrous guy around what with the wife beating tendencies he displays.
On a more philosophical note, dancing isn't easy friends. That is why all you people must visit the site www.zefrank.com , watch the dance lessons he dishes out, and reduce the already small number of visitors to our joint blog. *Sweet*
Talking about underwears, now these are something which come in all shapes and sizes and if you ask me they can be multi purpose as well. How, now that is something I leave to you imagination as I lack that skill, Jun more than makes up for it. He is a walking retard recovering from drug addiction.
Why this obsession with sexy female/male (last thing we want to be called is sexist!) lingerie you might ask, THEN READ THE BLOG ADDRESS YOU FREAKING DUMBASS!
Okay now that I have gathered my calm demeanor (I am not sure how you can do that but that is besides the point), me and Jun (awwe! isn't that a sweet name, my eyes are more than moist already) have these commonalities ranging from super to the power of infinity (stop orgasming Dexter wannabe!) stupidity, obsession with 3 letter words( one has had too much of it, so much so that he/she((we are still on concluding about that)) is hooked, what a wannabe and the other with the lack of it!) and it makes us both laugh till a lil pee comes out each time we talk about such things. Ya, we are of the juveniles and we are happy!
Jun
What happens when a chemical reaction caused by human error and a monkey dressed in a lab coat pretending to be all smart and everything, infects the positively fickle and desperately hungry young mind of a 21 year old? You get Sana. Now you may get confused figuring out a connection between a monkey in a lab coat and a monkey with fat abs who eats oats, but don't. Just ask her. Once she finishes prancing up and down scratching the insides of her underarms making noises reminiscent of Brain from Pinky and the Brain, she will inform you that we are all descendants of the apes and some people are just more ape-y than others. No, she's not talking about AP, which as MICAns are aware, is an orange juice concentration involving ad agencies, lard and words like insight which means absolutely nothing if you do some insightful thinking.
So where were we? Ah yes, lard. It's nice. She has a lot of it. You'd be forgiven if you thought that it was jelly because it too jiggles. And then chicks na, they say they don't have inhibitions, but they wear condoms all the time. You just won't get it if you think too much. Neither Sana, nor Jun think. At all. Henceforth Jun shall refer to himself in third person. Jun is a handsome and sexy guy. He uses a Nokia cellphone. It has buttons and everything, like his belly. Which is a little flabby. Like lard.
Here is why lectures suck ass. Because they involve academics. And studies. And professors who think couldn't lip sync to Ashley Simpson if they're lips were connected to electronically controlled wires hooked up to a remote control with alphabets on it so you just press the letters and tiny electric shocks go to the wearers lips and he shrieks in pain first and then says lines like "tu kutta, tera baap kutta aur teri maa ki aankh".
Five pointers for a healthy sax life:
1. Brush your teeth regularly.
2. Blow. Balloons.
3. Don't use it if someone else put his mouth to it first.
4. If you blow too hard, somebody or the other is bound to complain.
5. Playing in a group is always more fun.
What do you do if you are the biggest scaredy poo in the whole wide world huh?
Just saw the most awesome pantwetter scary video, one of the many sidey forwards you get.
And now I am figuring out ways to find a way to break it to July... oops Jun ( making jokes is hard for some people, okay!) how I am going to spend the night on his floor, you see he us not the most chivalrous guy around what with the wife beating tendencies he displays.
On a more philosophical note, dancing isn't easy friends. That is why all you people must visit the site www.zefrank.com , watch the dance lessons he dishes out, and reduce the already small number of visitors to our joint blog. *Sweet*
Talking about underwears, now these are something which come in all shapes and sizes and if you ask me they can be multi purpose as well. How, now that is something I leave to you imagination as I lack that skill, Jun more than makes up for it. He is a walking retard recovering from drug addiction.
Why this obsession with sexy female/male (last thing we want to be called is sexist!) lingerie you might ask, THEN READ THE BLOG ADDRESS YOU FREAKING DUMBASS!
Okay now that I have gathered my calm demeanor (I am not sure how you can do that but that is besides the point), me and Jun (awwe! isn't that a sweet name, my eyes are more than moist already) have these commonalities ranging from super to the power of infinity (stop orgasming Dexter wannabe!) stupidity, obsession with 3 letter words( one has had too much of it, so much so that he/she((we are still on concluding about that)) is hooked, what a wannabe and the other with the lack of it!) and it makes us both laugh till a lil pee comes out each time we talk about such things. Ya, we are of the juveniles and we are happy!
Jun
What happens when a chemical reaction caused by human error and a monkey dressed in a lab coat pretending to be all smart and everything, infects the positively fickle and desperately hungry young mind of a 21 year old? You get Sana. Now you may get confused figuring out a connection between a monkey in a lab coat and a monkey with fat abs who eats oats, but don't. Just ask her. Once she finishes prancing up and down scratching the insides of her underarms making noises reminiscent of Brain from Pinky and the Brain, she will inform you that we are all descendants of the apes and some people are just more ape-y than others. No, she's not talking about AP, which as MICAns are aware, is an orange juice concentration involving ad agencies, lard and words like insight which means absolutely nothing if you do some insightful thinking.
So where were we? Ah yes, lard. It's nice. She has a lot of it. You'd be forgiven if you thought that it was jelly because it too jiggles. And then chicks na, they say they don't have inhibitions, but they wear condoms all the time. You just won't get it if you think too much. Neither Sana, nor Jun think. At all. Henceforth Jun shall refer to himself in third person. Jun is a handsome and sexy guy. He uses a Nokia cellphone. It has buttons and everything, like his belly. Which is a little flabby. Like lard.
Here is why lectures suck ass. Because they involve academics. And studies. And professors who think couldn't lip sync to Ashley Simpson if they're lips were connected to electronically controlled wires hooked up to a remote control with alphabets on it so you just press the letters and tiny electric shocks go to the wearers lips and he shrieks in pain first and then says lines like "tu kutta, tera baap kutta aur teri maa ki aankh".
Five pointers for a healthy sax life:
1. Brush your teeth regularly.
2. Blow. Balloons.
3. Don't use it if someone else put his mouth to it first.
4. If you blow too hard, somebody or the other is bound to complain.
5. Playing in a group is always more fun.
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