The president came and went

I don't remember many wholly satirical movies in hindi cinema. 'Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron' is one that comes off the top of my head. It is a seminal movie in this genre comically mocking at corruption at all levels in the Indian society. You could call it a socio-political satire.
Of the recent lot, I am reminded of 'Loins of Punjab',a movie that parodied the NRI population in the U.S . The director, Manish Acharya, chose not to mix satire and questions of morality. The movie stayed away from evoking judgements on it's characters. I am not saying that the audience couldn't have an opinion,they could, but the movie did nothing that would enforce a certain line of thought.

'The President is Coming',co-written by the writer of 'Loins..', follows the footsteps of it's predecessor in it's presentation. The two movies rely on a competition as a central platform where the story unfolds.
'The President is Coming' is about the one Indian who is to be selected to shake hands with the then U.S president George W. Bush during his 2006 visit to the country. What makes the movie unique apart from it's 'mockumentary' style is it's characters who come from different sections of an urban Indian population. Six finalists are short-listed for the shake hand. One would be finally chosen.
What happens when a holier-than-thou writer from Calcutta(Konkona Sen), a wealthy stock broker from Mumbai, a male chauvinist social worker from Nagpur, a pretentious voice-accent trainer from Gurgaon, a bimbo from Delhi(Ira Dubey) and a Microsoft nerd from Bangalore compete to shake hands with the president? A laugh riot! Adding flavour to the khichidi is the kleptomaniac head of a P.R agency contracted by the U.S embassy in Mumbai to select the one.
As the competition progresses, the characters sub-consciously bring in their own prejudices. Highly motivated to be selected the winner, all of them give their best shot at instant fame. You know it's a gut-buster when on being asked how they intend to select the Indian to shake hands with the prez, the PR chief says: 'The American way...Reality TV!'. And what follows is a gruelling competition running for rounds. The movie might feel a little repetitive towards the end but it is a minor shortcoming and can be easily traded for a laugh marathon. Watch out for A Namaste gesturing Bush mannequin at the end!
Watch the movie for timepass. Don't take it too seriously and you won't be disappointed!
Some funny quotes:
Ajay Karlekar, the social worker:'I can say phuck and all uh!'
Kapil Dev, the stock broker: 'It's not like famous peepul are someone else no. They are peepul'
Archana Kapoor, the millionaire daughter: 'Dad, is it ok for like a strange guy to touch me...yeah, he's in uniform'
Maya, the writer: 'Please don't touch my brests'
And the best of all...
Ramesh, the geek: 'You want to ride on my love machine a?'

VCB-Go for it!

It's been a boring week and more empty days to come. I had decided that I will watch a movie a day. In the night, after a good meal, with a bar of white chocolate and tucked cozily under my quilt. And so it happened. I watched "Oye Lucky!.." three days ago, a film noir movie called "Out of the past" the day before yesterday and the classic AH thriller "Vertigo" yesterday. 'What today?', was an obvious question. I had settled on "One flew over the cuckoo's nest"(No, I haven't seen it yet.period) but unfortunately or otherwise couldn't download it by night.

I cooked a nice meal for myself, a sensual mix of mushroom sauce and pasta topped with some authentic Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese. I finished dinner quite quickly brooding over the dullness of eating a good meal alone.
After cleaning up chores in the kitchen were over, my night life started! I looked online for a timepass movie that could take me through to bedtime. After a disastrous selection, I decided to watch "Chandni Chowk to China" and updated my status message appropriately.

However, I was not able to find a working link to watch it. In the meantime, Sha having looked at my status message, pinged me to find out how the movie is. In the hopeless situation I was, I asked him to suggest something to watch. Persepolis.Seen. Vicky Christina Barcelona. Ok.

In a few minutes, I was neatly tucked in my quilt watching the movie. It started with a breezy spanish guitar and a not exactly sweet vocal in the background with the intro credits rolling.
Two friends Vicky(played by the lesser known Rebecca Hall) and Christina(Scarlett I have the hots for you Johannson) are on a holiday in beautiful Barcelona and hence the title. All's well until a strange artist guy (Javier Bardem) turns up to the table where the duo are dining and makes an offer of a "fun-filled" weekend in Oviedo. Vicky, an engaged commitment-phile is taken aback by such a casual offer of sex and is the least interested. Christina, being more liberal by nature, doesn't see any harm. And so the story begins.

As the movie progresses, it shows the internal conflicts that the two protagonist characters face. Vicky is confused when a chance encounter with Juan Antonio (Bardem's character) begins to question her convictions about love and commitment. Christina, always only sure of what she doesn't want in life, goes on a journey of self-discovery. Going deeper would be playing spoilsport! How can I not mention Cruz's character Maria Elena. She plays the ex-wife of Juan Antonio to perfection.

The movie is thoroughly enjoyable. Entertaining yet making you think (Well, if you are the thinking types in a movie hall!:). I can only seem to talk of the positives. The beautiful landscapes of Spain, romantic candle-lit dinners, ancient bungalows with lovely gardens, medieval architectural beauty and Woody Allen couldn't have chosen a better location for the movie. I read that Spain is close his heart. In fact, there is a life-size statue of his in Oviedo, where parts of the movie have been shot.
The characters in the movie are real and those you could relate to in some ways. In fact, Vicky and Christina are antithesis of each other. So, you would share your views with either of them. In a movie, for one to really appreciate the acting, I feel that it has to be effective in bringing the characters to life and in the audience's focus. And all the four main actors Hall, Johannson, Bardem and Cruz deserve such appreciation. Kudos to them.

The background score, with lovely spanish guitars only play second fiddle to the goodness of the movie. The music adds flavour to the eye-catching visuals and the mood of a scene.
Woody Allen's narration is articulate yet precise. The movie to me is like a good book. The story blended with an objective interpretation of it by the narrator is classic Woody Allen!

I am like Christina when it comes to my view of things around me. This movie review for one. I am only sure of things I don't like. And there isn't such a thing about this movie! :) Go for it! For planning a trip to Spain if not for anything else!

And last but not least, thanks to Mr.Sha for an awesome reco!

Dev D OST

I am surprising myself by talking about a hindi movie OST. Well, I can't NOT write about this varied compilation which I bumped into when switching channels and heard this funky track called "emosional athyachar". The song was so catchy that I downloaded the OST right away.
The first few days were dedicated renditions of athyachar in spite of protests from near and dear ones! Little did I know that there were 16 other songs on this album, each one different from the other. The album is a melange of folk sounds, western classical pieces, rock ballads, groovy rhythms, classic pop and closer home melodic hindi music. It is basically a soundtrack for a Devdas flick and has songs of love, desperation and eventually madness.

More than the vocals behind the songs, which any review will talk about elaborately, I was floored by the arrangements for songs. This includes instrumentation, their timing and feel, and the rhythm which gives a particular groove to a song.
If you don't know what I am talking about, please get the Dev D Soundtrack and give it a listen. I think you'll find something interesting in it for you.

This post ain't complete without writing about some of the songs themselves. Here are a couple of reviews:

Emosional Athyachar:
The cover song of the movie if you can call it, the brass band version as they call it, will catch you in splits. It has the feel of orchestra bands that play during processions in marriage ceremonies up in north of India. The sound is not really original but what is, is it's adaptation to the theme song of the movie. Who would have a conceived such a thing?
The rock version of the same song has a serious rendition in a rock balladish way. It is after all a Devdas story. On a first listen, I was somehow drawn to compare it with 'Die,die,die my darling' by Metallica mainly for the drumming and the tempo. The song is not great if you've grown up listening to Queen, The Who et al. But it's still good.

Paayaliya:
I pressed the next button on my pod, and what started as an old classical song with a touch of violin, moved into a faster tempo with a little synth and sounds of shehnai here and there, then the veena with carnatic chants and some Ghatam with the Shehnai still playing hide and seek, suddenly breaking off on a western chorus and being lulled back eastwards and finally heading for a climax with a delightful mix of everything! Wow! Never heard so much in one song! For me, this song is a must listen.

Oye Lucky - A good watch

When ma soeur spoke of "The president is coming" that released in theatres today, I was happy to be witnessing a definite change in hindi cinema. I looked for this movie online without luck but I was lucky to have remembered about this other movie in my playlist that was pending a watch. This one is called: "Oye Lucky!Lucky Oye"

Having heard good things about it from Masand (a mean movie critic), I didn't think twice before watching it. Starring,rather upcoming starring Abhay Deol as the protogonist conman, this movie never really stops entertaining you. Beginning at the backdrop of a punjabi family in Delhi, it tells the story of a suave thief.

The movie is replete with witty dialogues and screenplay. From Lucky's question to a Veterinarian Paresh Rawal on distracting a ferocious dog for ostensibly gatecrashing into his girlfriend's house, to after being nabbed, resolving a skirmish over a piece of jewellery he had robbed.

Another good point of the movie, is the way it shows the growing up years of Lucky and his romance with a girl in the neighborhood. This part of the movie has been particularly well handled and builds up the story to the movie ahead. I should point out that the background score (Nope, there are no songs in the movie) is mostly punjabi but apt.

However, the movie is not flawless. The technicalities are good but there are loose-ends in the story. For one, Lucky's approach seems a little too vulnerable to work so consistently well as in the movie. Also, the story seems to get a little monotonous toward the end.

You can forgive and forget it's little imperfections and enjoy this refreshingly good comedy any day! If you are not too critical and there for a hearty laugh you won't be disappointed. This movie is an entertainer!

I like Abhay Deol for choosing his roles carefully and maybe wisely. From a journalist in 'Manorama 6 feet..' whatever, as a contemporary Devdas in an upcoming flick directed by Anurag Kashyap, a smooth operator in OLLO and hopefully more to come.

What's the one thing I'd like to do differently in 2009?

I'd like to deal with loneliness and hope to understand myself better. I also want to be less selfish and more pro-active (though they have nothing to do with each other!)

Depression over the bay of Bengal

Can you hear the sounds of silence,
When you are by yourself?
Can you hear a clock ticking,
And the beat of your heart?

Isn't it funny these times
When you wouldn't reach for a pen
To write
When you wouldn't switch on the TV
To watch
When you wouldn't see humor
In a joke
When you so fucking want to use the F word
And so fucking frequently?

What is this state of being?
What do you have to say about it?
It was you who made us
Hasn't it happened to thee?

'O!petulant mortal!',came a voice from above
'You haven't seen much
Of what I have seen.
It pays to be patient
That is what I have been.'

'It was one day when
I wouldn't reach for a pen to write,
I wouldn't switch on the TV to watch,
I wouldn't see humor in a joke,
I so fucking felt like the F word myself,
And so fucking frequently,
That I made thee!'

Note to the reader:The writer of this piece says, "Better luck with the coin toss!"

Bugs

Platform: Eclipse IDE for JAVA
Error : "Editor does not contain a main type" in spite of main being there
Fix : The java file containing your main() is probably not in a src folder. Move it to a source folder and this will hopefully help! :)

Why

Sometimes low sometimes high,
A different emotion every time.
Sometimes thoughtful sometimes blank
This melange, I wonder why.

Sometimes shallow sometimes deep,
At times strong sometimes weak
A messy head wavering feet
Ever so often I wander the streets

Why is it so fickle?
Why can't things be more simple.
Sometimes sure sometimes not,
Back to a familiar story of sorts.

A snowy evening

Ah! Life seemed to brighten up on a dark evening. And suddenly everything seemed perfect!
I picked a nice milk chocolate and headed for the balcony. It had started snowing. Somehow, the flakes of snow winding past in the light of neon street lights made my day. I had to go out, but alone. The last thing on my mind was look for company.
Confetti on an uneventful day was ironic I thought. Well, I won't complain!
The melancholy melody of Carla Bruni(http://www.last.fm/music/Carla+Bruni) was waiting to get out of my head. It felt like a walk in a artsy French movie where the protogonist decides to hell with the world and takes a walk on a snowy evening.

Before mundane worries begin to bother me,
I thought it out this very day.
Noon upon the clock,
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
May sing, and sing until he drop,
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup,
The moon in a silver bag.

A hot summer day

On times I write,
On those good times!
They are great alright,
But there's more than that meets the eye!

Life is good on a cool autumn day,
Sunny and all and colours gay.
For the trees though, it is chilly,
Yet they lose their skin when colours play!

I much prefer, a hot summer day,
A scorching sun and colours pale.
For the trees though, it is a merry day,
With a glint on their face when colours fade!

Good times they come
Loads of smiles they bring and then they go.
Bad times they come when that smile stretches from left ear to right
They take that smile away though but leave you far wise!

Retrospective: First days in Lausanne

After huffing and puffing outside our guest house, I entered the lobby area. It was really neat! What wasn't was the lady at the reception informing us that our dorm was in the second floor and there was no lift! "Wtf!!!Is this some endurance test or what?"



I was so dead when we reached the dorm! After resting for some time, I made way for the huge suitcases in the corner of the room (the dorm was really small). There was a nice french window overlooking the town of lausanne. This was quite a nice view as I soon found out.



Another funny thing about this guest house we had booked was that it was right next to the railway tracks that run out from the railway station. Trains ran past our abode in Swiss time! Every 7 minutes(seconds are excused).

After all this, we were so hungry! Went to the station and found a restaurant that looked decent. Looked at the menu. 15 francs for medium sized pizza and our indian heads were churning out currency conversion numbers. After a good meal and finding out the hard way that when you ask for water, you need to cough up 5 CHF, we were heading back to our dorm to check out the kitchen. No surprises!

The kitchen was speckless. A nice huge fridge, a big dining table and a neat counter.
"Nice place to learn cooking!", I thought to myself. My cooking knowledge increased by leaps and bounds here. My first puliogere happened. Gawd! Did it taste like the best lunch buffet at Mainland China!;)



The lobby of the guest house was really well done! A hot cup of coffee in the cold, a view of gentle drizzle outside and the splendid mix of colors of autumn (More of this was in store!) and life was good!



It was really depressing a lot of times to not have people around. The gloomy weather made it worse sometimes. It is something else to be on vacation in Switzerland! The downside of not being a tourist.

Retrospective: Day 1 in Suisse

I haven't blogged for a while now. The last time I did was moments before I turned 23. So much has happened in the time between then and now! Phew...It's like catching up with a long-lost friend.
Hmm...I had to decide...between continuing on a mundane software job versus hitting the road again. Only if I had a convincing reason to...wait! "Higher" education! That's it!

September 1st 2008:
Landed in Geneva (exactly 2 months ago!) on a busy monday morning only that I had to get used to different busy standards across continents. I vividly remember approaching the geneva airport. It was so beautiful. Right above Lake Geneva with an aerial view of the city. Wished she were next to me!
After collecting my baggage at the airport, I was looking for a push carraige. Saw a line of carraiges locked to one another. Was seeing how I could unlock it. Moolah! 2 CHF. My friend and I went to the ticket counter to board the train to Lausanne. The guy at the ticket counter spoke zilch english. "I am so fucking screwed!", I thought.

After being swindled for the 2 CHF for carraiges(another side story), we got into the train. After a long journey and loading our baggages into an empty carraige, we were tired. The train cheered us up a little.



The beautiful landscapes of swiss country side was more than welcoming. With a D80 by my side, I went berserk!



Kao(My friend) was feeling left out. Lake by my right and pastures to my left. Wish I had two cameras.



After a totally enjoyable train ride (this was just a beginning!) we landed at the Lausanne railway station. Some enquiries and we set on foot to our guest house with push carts carrying luggage. Lausanne hosts the International Olympic Committee and yapped about it as we moved out.


Phew! Reaching the guest house was an arduous trek during the last stretch. I muttered a fuck and set off without stopping and stood still for 10 minutes afterward. "Lausanne Guest House baby!"



TBC...

Short stories

An hour to 23:
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Phew!
I am beginning to feel scared a little, nervous a little and pensive all at the same time! Don't know what it has got to do with me turning a year older in some time.
I always feel like talking to someone (anyone) about anything really. I can feel expectations that I think have been dealt on me. Entangled thoughts of comparison, rejection, contempt keep swirling around in my head as though my head is a mug with liquids being stirred on with a spoon.
It sucks when you are not sure of yourself. That s a real shitty situation!

Moving on:
----------
It's better to move on yourself than life forcing you to. That way you can say you were in control all along ;)!
It's hard sometimes to understand even the closest people you know. Even though you could, sometimes you just won't. Being objective ain't that easy always. Easier said than done category.
Huh! I am beginning to really like the disgusting feelings that times like these arouse in me, for that is what brings the real understanding of things living or not for me. It's a nice kind of maturity. Being who you wouldn't want to really helps. It's only then that you understand why exactly you wouldn't want to be who you wouldn't like to be. Better done than said category.
If you still don't understand, you would be a hypocrite if you believe that you didn't like who you were. Otherwise, you would just be yourself and would know that you are like that. In the former case, you would be cheating yourself into believing that you are someone you aren't! It's crazy. Isn't it?
Know thyself! It's better to understand why you are how you are than not know who you are. You would always be climbing a step higher and not stay grounded. Always moving on!

Tribute to a scene

Down in Mexicali
There's a crazy little place that I know
Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce
And the boss is a cat named Joe

Why the fuck is a brunette with hair let down in a tight skimpy shorts and a weeny T so fucking sexy!?
Imagine this:
A downtown bar with the regulars not making much noice. Enter three super hot chics. One with fucking amazing hair till her ass. Awesomely done. A blonde you can bet your nickel to flirt with and an alpha-brunette with luscious lips and a neatly cut cheek bone.
Bro, if you're not up then you probably need some stretching exercises!

He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

Enter a diabolic stuntman!!

The woods are lovely,
Dark and deep,
But I have miles to go
Before I sleep

Before you sleep!

Login successful!!
You get a lap dance man!!

All of a sudden in walks this chick
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick
Around her waist she wore three fishnets
She started dancin' with the castanets

I didn't know just what to expect
She threw her arms around my neck
We started dancin' all around the floor
And then she did a dance I never saw before.

The uber hot brunette is turning her ass to you! Those hips man! Those hips! Shakira, You have (1) bitch alert!!!

So if you're south of the border
I mean down in Mexico
And you wanna get straight,
Man, don't hesitate
Just look up a cat named Joe.

He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

This article is in progress...

Sympathy for the devil

Chapter 1: Sympathy for the devil

Fuck!!! Fuck!!! Fuck!!!
Screw you!
Again!! Fuckin kill him man!!
(dishkiaun... dishkiaun, dishkiaun)
Ya let's go!
[At HQ]
Where da fug is the guy?
Fuck!!! no!!!
(dishkiaun,dishkiaun)

Chapter 2: California dreamin'

You see ppl, I am new to this city. It feels weird you know. Fuckin strangers everywhere after a familiar home...matter of time though!
See that chic? faggin with a book in hand! Oh fuck, how i wish i knew her rite now!
Omgwtf!!!! Here she comes!

Chapter 3: Serenade

Fagher: Fuckin hopeless!!! Even the fag tastes like shit!! Never felt like this in some time man
BMG: Light this lady! Serenade the dawn!!!
Fagher: Oh fuck!! yeah,baby!

Chapter 4: Me and Bobby Mc Gee
Fagher: I love you baby!!
BMG: I love you too sweetheart!
Fagher: I am scared!
BMG: Don't be sweetheart! It'll be ok.

Chapter 5: Perhaps,perhaps,perhaps...
Don't fuckin shoot!!
Where the fug is the money?
I really don't have a clue!!
Where were you headed


Chapter 6: Dream a lil' dream
[Uma Thurman sittin by a window sil when it's pourin cats and dogs outside]
[John Travolta havin a smoke over breakfast on a cloudy tuesday morning in a wayside restaurant]

Chapter 7: Kissin a fool
Time: 00:43 hours, Saturday
Place: Zero-candle bulb lit room of mine
It's rainin outside as I several thoughts queue up in my head

To be continued...

Take it as it comes

Time to live
Time to lie
Time to laugh
Time to die

Takes it easy, baby
Take it as it comes
Don't move too fast
And you want your love to last
Oh, you've been movin' much too fast

Time to walk
Time to run
Time to aim your arrows
At the sun

Takes it easy, baby
Take it as it comes
Don't move too fast
And you want your love to last
Oh, you've been movin' much too fast

Go real slow
You like it more and more
Take it as it comes
Specialize in havin' fun

Takes it easy, baby
Take it as it comes
Don't move too fast
And you want your love to last
Oh, you've been movin' much too fast
Movin' much too fast
Movin' much too fast
- "Take it as it comes" by The Doors

One fucked up sunday morning! Is it goin to get better? Will it remain the same? Can I help? We can do it baby! Yes, we can!
Holy fuckin shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Too many fuckin unanswerable questions you get in mind sometimes. All you need to do is to fuckin get hold of yourself man! Look at the bright side. There is afternoon. evening and night to come and you may have a blast then. I mean, seriously! Carpe diem baby!!!
Even as a cloudy sunday morning doesn't seem to brighten up in the near future, I see a ray of light shining distinctly! Ya, I don't know if others can see it right now but I sure can!
Hehehe... wadda fug was morrison thinkin of when he wrote this song?!

Go Real slow
you like it more and more
take it as it comes
specialise in having fun!

Shine on you crazy diamond

Part-I

Boss: Good news man!
Empl: what it is?
Boss: You've got promoted!
Empl:
Boss:
Empl:
Boss:
Empl:
Boss:
Empl:
Boss:
Empl: Recognition feels so good!!
Boss: Yes, it does!
Empl: I want to retire now! I've had enough!
Boss: [Laughing His Ass Off]
Empl: Ya, was lookin forward to this day actually boss!
Boss: [Still Laughing His Ass Off]
Empl: I want to see and do more things man!I've seen this place and now it's time to move on!
Boss: [O! Fuck! Why Can't I Stop Laughing My Ass Off?]
Empl: Learnt a lot boss! Thank you so much!!
Boss: hehehehe...Enough man!! When's the party?
Empl: Anytime before I leave!
Boss: What's wrong with you today man?
Empl: Nothing. I'm fine boss.
Boss: We need to talk!
Empl: Ya. That we will! Come home sometime!Leaving for today Boss!
Boss:
Empl: ChaCha!!

Test O' St Erone

I seriously want to know the answers to some mind-boggling questions!

Q1.Where the fuck am I? [4 Marks]
Ans)If I knew, I wouldn't be asking that question. 4 marks

Q2.What have I come to? [3 Marks]
Ans)I've come to 15th cross bus stand and am now boarding an auto. 3 marks

Q3.Am I selfish?How much? [2 Marks]
Ans)Yes,I am. This much!! 2 marks

Q4.What is goin on with me? [1 Mark]
Ans)Hard to say! [As Ra used to put it]. 2 marks

V.V Good! Keep it up! (oh...that's of no use m'am)

Score: 11/10

Short stories-II

Ting tong kathe (the ting tong story):
Ting Tong! Ting Tong!
yarappa adu? at this hour?
Ting Tong! Ting Tong!
a? I don't know any ting tong ting tong! Go to hell

The proposal:
Girl, there isn't a moment I can't think of you. You are in my dreams, my heart, my soul...a...just a sec...hey priya! Am in the middle of something. Can i call you a lil later?...ok bye!ya...so ya. you are in my heart,soul,my can of beer,
Wait a minute! Why r u tellin me this?
because, a... because...I love you!
oh ok ok... but why din t you tell me this a lil earlier?
Would it have helped?
Ya... Would ve spared you from rehersing your pick-up lines

Moving on:
I ve served in many homes. The last three places have been for old-aged women.
O! How are they doin now?
no no...they r not there anymore. It is one ajji's vaikuntha (ceremony related to last rites) today. The other ajji passed away a couple of months ago.
(smiling but lost in thought) oh ok.
You don't talk much, do you?
not much akka!
How do you generally spend the whole day then?
(A blank smile)
How was it being with these people you ve served as a helper?
It was very good!All treated me as part of their family.
hmm...

The choc game:
Kiddo! Do you want a chocolate?
(nodding head)
Which one?
Five star Crunchy...
Oops, Don't have that.
What d'ya have?
Ferraro Rocher!
Could I have that? please?
Sorry, that s for my son.

Alternatively,
Kiddo! Want a choc?
(nodding head)
I won't give you. Go

One way (or another!!!)

H: eh,tell me this!
S: bout what?
H: well, i' m after a girl big time! Can't get her out of my head.
S: what the eck is wrong with that?
H: One way!
S: atleast you have company.
H: what d ya mean?
S: Same here!
H: same as mine or opposite way?
S: ayyo! the other one way man.
He: Holy cow! then we are on two different one ways, not the same!
Sh: so?
He: you want a guy rite?
Sh: ya...i 'm straight!
He: So am I!!!
She:and you need a girl alva?
He: yes yes!!
She:Are we single and ready to mingle?
He: don't you see in my eye,a twinkle?
She:Here comes my man!
He: wo!man!