Help!

A friend phoned me this morning, and we planned to meet up later in the evening. I, being the punctual guy, reached the destination on time, in spite of riding some twenty kilometres - most of it in incessant rain. And about five minutes later, I get a text message from her, saying that she would be about an hour late. How very thoughtful!

Anyway, she finally arrived about an hour and a half late. For some strange reason I did not abuse her at all!

Crap! This is so unlike me!

And right now, I am just thinking to myself that I had not been so kind, even to my girlfriend! Besides, she had never made me wait for her for this long!

Damn! I need help!

Fund Raiser

According to a friend, this (goatee) is a triangle.

Well, you can obviously see that he needs help, and he needs it quick. After analyzing his comments, I have concluded that his problem could be attributed to one of these.

1. His geometry teacher must have done him gross injustice

2. His eyesight could be compared with that of an aging bat

3. His brain is probably developed just enough to be used to make some Gobi Manchurian

So, coming to the purpose of this post - well, it is to ask you guys to donate some of your dough so that this fruitcake could have his problems fixed. Please be very generous! Also, if you guys could think of any other reason for his display of stupidity, please do let me know!

Stumped!

I was speaking on the phone with a friend today. After a lot of blah, we somehow happened to discuss about how ‘dumb’ my future wife would be! The conversation was like this.

She: I think, you will get a wife who will be like really dumb!

Me: You know, another friend has also told me that.

She: Is he a fortune teller?

Me: No he is not, but he thinks he is one!

She: Even I think you’ll get a dumb wife!

Me: You know what? Since that guy has already scared me with that stuff, I have come up with a way to work around it. I’ll make her take an IQ test, and I’ll marry her only if she gets a decent enough score!

She: Then if she has an IQ higher than yours, wouldn’t that be trouble? She’d be smarter than you!

Me: Oh?! (Honestly, I had not considered that!) Well, in that case, I’ll marry someone who’s IQ is a little lesser than mine! Hah!

She: Yeah?! In case any girl actually agrees to take an IQ test just to marry you, then I am sure she would be dumb anyway!

Me: Huh?! Aargh! (Haven’t I already told you that girls are evil?!)

She was obviously laughing at my helpless situation! And at this perfect moment, my cell phone battery went dead!

Crap!

Why does it always happen to me? The battery is always full when someone I would rather not speak with calls me up, and it is always low when I would want the conversation going on.

Damn you, Murphy!

Now I need to continue this debate with her some other day! Looking at the brighter side, I have some more time to build up my argument!