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swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting about lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting abwout lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

Thomas,

Its "well, well, well"

Well! how are your vitals today? Did you get a calcium deposit heart scan done recently?

Please do some Tamil Yoga and no paneer dosa for sometime, till you get better.

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting about lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

Thomas,

Its "well, well, well"

Well! how are your vitals today? Did you get a calcium deposit heart scan done recently?

Please do some Tamil Yoga and no paneer dosa for sometime, till you get better.

swapna wrote:

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting abwout lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

Thomas,

Its "well, well, well"

Well! how are your vitals today? Did you get a calcium deposit heart scan done recently?

Please do some Tamil Yoga and no paneer dosa for sometime, till you get better.

mr patel, it's "it's" (note the apostrophe), not "its."

swapna wrote:

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting about lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

Thomas,

Its "well, well, well"

Well! how are your vitals today? Did you get a calcium deposit heart scan done recently?

Please do some Tamil Yoga and no paneer dosa for sometime, till you get better.

it wouldn't matter, mr patel; you'd pronounce that too as if it were spelt "vell, vell, vell."

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting about lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

Thomas,

Its "well, well, well"

Well! how are your vitals today? Did you get a calcium deposit heart scan done recently?

Please do some Tamil Yoga and no paneer dosa for sometime, till you get better.

it wouldn't matter, mr patel; you'd pronounce that too as if it were spelt "vell, vell, vell."

T H O M A S,

Focus on your food plate in front of you and don't forget to use your bib.

And Thomas listen carefully. Its hot outside. Don't go outside alone and not without your caretaker ...and remain hydrated.

SuCH don't want to lose the fun you provide.

A Canadian man, bored with his mundane urban life, decides that it’s time to get back to nature and find his inner masculinity. He hits on the idea of hunting in the great forests of Canada, and ever the practical man, begins to prepare all the necessary provisions and equipment for camping and surviving a long weekend away. In addition he takes with him three guns; a pistol, a rifle and an elephant gun. He sets off from his home on the long journey up to the great forests and mother nature, and evenutally finds a place to set-up camp. 

Waking up on his first morning and eager to start hunting, he sets off into the woods and takes with him his pistol. After a few hours skulking around the woods he spots a massive grisly bear – all of 8 foot tall – casually leaning against a tree scratching his arse. The hunter find himself a good spot to snipe from and then carefully takes aim with his pistol. “Pow!” the pistol rings out. A hole appears in the middle of the bear’s head and blood pours out. The bear slumps to the floor. 

Very pleased with himself, the man struts up to the spot where the bear fell and finds that the bear’s not there. He scratches his head looking around. Suddenly he gets a tap on the shoulder, he turns round and the bear’s standing behind him. The bear says; 

“You must be quite new to this mate - trying to shoot a big bear like me with a silly little gun like that? It’s just not going to work. But since it’s your first time I’ll do you a deal – either you let me fuck you up the arse, or I’ll rip you to shreds – what’s your answer?” 

The man, terrified, weighs up his options carefully and decides that, despite the obvious pain, he could take the punishment and no-one need know. He agrees to the former.

The bear brutally sodomises the man with his enourmous furry length for what seems like hours, and when spent, disappears into the forest. The man, taking time for the pain to fade, gradually gets up and limps back to his camp. Undtererred and humiliated, as soon as he arrives at camp he picks up his rifle and goes out into the woods again, hungry for revenge. A few hours later, he spots the same bear leaning against a tree – all 8 ft of him casually picking his teeth. The man picks his spot and takes aim with his rifle. “POW!” the rifle booms through the forests. A large hole appears in the bears head and blood pisses out. Pleased with his revenge kill, the man confidently strides up to the tree.

The bear’s not there. A sinking feeling engulfs him and he gets a tap on the shoulder. Turning around the bear is standing behind him dabbing it’s forehead. 

“Look mate, you don’t learn do you? Trying to kill a big bear like me with a stupid gun like that – it just won’t work. I’ll do you a deal though; either you let me and my bear mates fuck you up the arse or I’ll tear you apart.”

Thinking back to the pain of last time, he realised it at the very least was preferable to death. So he agrees to the bear’s punishment. The bear wolf whilstles, and out of the forest lumbers 6 or 7 of his bear friends, all equally large and fearsome. They take turns in fucking the poor man into sorry oblivion, and then when done, saunter off into the forest again. 

The man, shaking with pain and humilition, composes himself and drags himself back to camp. Once there, he staunches the not incosiderable flow of blood and vows revenge. Picking up his elephant gun he waddles back into the forest to find his bear.

Sure enough, after an hour of wandering he spots the very same bear leaning against a tree, filing it's claws. He levels his huge elephant gun takes aim at the bear’s head and pulls the trigger. 

“BOOOOOM!!!” The gun cracks through the forest, knocking the man to the floor. A HUGE hole appears in it’s head and the bear spins round fountaining blood in all directions. Once back on his feet, the man puffs up his manly chest and strolls over to the bears body.

Except it’s not there. Bile rises in the mans stomach and he get’s a tap on the shoulder. He turns round to find the bear standing there, pressing leaves to it’s head. Once satisfied that the bleeding has stopped, the bears sighs and says:




“You’re not here for the hunting are you mate?”

brie wrote:

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:

southindian wrote:

swapna wrote:hahaha, so much lowe, na. vell, vell, vell, the ex-vife couldn't stop herself from posting about lowe and dil-deevana any longer!

Thomas,

Its "well, well, well"

Well! how are your vitals today? Did you get a calcium deposit heart scan done recently?

Please do some Tamil Yoga and no paneer dosa for sometime, till you get better.

it wouldn't matter, mr patel; you'd pronounce that too as if it were spelt "vell, vell, vell."

T H O M A S,

Focus on your food plate in front of you and don't forget to use your bib.

And Thomas listen carefully. Its hot outside. Don't go outside alone and not without your caretaker ...and remain hydrated.

SuCH don't want to lose the fun you provide.

i had once used the joke, appended below, for ts in sulekha coffee-house because he was the most entertaining character then and the difference in score between him and the runner-up, phlegmy, was by metes and bounds. but now, by elimination, phlegmy is the most interesting character remaining despite his low score (kya karen? this is IIT-madras. get used to it bitch). 

[size=62]A Canadian man, bored with his mundane urban life, decides that it’s time to get back to nature and find his inner masculinity. He hits on the idea of hunting in the great forests of Canada, and ever the practical man, begins to prepare all the necessary provisions and equipment for camping and surviving a long weekend away. In addition he takes with him three guns; a pistol, a rifle and an elephant gun. He sets off from his home on the long journey up to the great forests and mother nature, and evenutally finds a place to set-up camp. [/size]

[size=62]Waking up on his first morning and eager to start hunting, he sets off into the woods and takes with him his pistol. After a few hours skulking around the woods he spots a massive grisly bear – all of 8 foot tall – casually leaning against a tree scratching his arse. The hunter find himself a good spot to snipe from and then carefully takes aim with his pistol. “Pow!” the pistol rings out. A hole appears in the middle of the bear’s head and blood pours out. The bear slumps to the floor. [/size]

[size=62]Very pleased with himself, the man struts up to the spot where the bear fell and finds that the bear’s not there. He scratches his head looking around. Suddenly he gets a tap on the shoulder, he turns round and the bear’s standing behind him. The bear says; [/size]

[size=62]“You must be quite new to this mate - trying to shoot a big bear like me with a silly little gun like that? It’s just not going to work. But since it’s your first time I’ll do you a deal – either you let me fuck you up the arse, or I’ll rip you to shreds – what’s your answer?” [/size]

[size=62]The man, terrified, weighs up his options carefully and decides that, despite the obvious pain, he could take the punishment and no-one need know. He agrees to the former.[/size]

[size=62]The bear brutally sodomises the man with his enourmous furry length for what seems like hours, and when spent, disappears into the forest. The man, taking time for the pain to fade, gradually gets up and limps back to his camp. Undtererred and humiliated, as soon as he arrives at camp he picks up his rifle and goes out into the woods again, hungry for revenge. A few hours later, he spots the same bear leaning against a tree – all 8 ft of him casually picking his teeth. The man picks his spot and takes aim with his rifle. “POW!” the rifle booms through the forests. A large hole appears in the bears head and blood pisses out. Pleased with his revenge kill, the man confidently strides up to the tree.[/size]

[size=62]The bear’s not there. A sinking feeling engulfs him and he gets a tap on the shoulder. Turning around the bear is standing behind him dabbing it’s forehead. [/size]

[size=62]“Look mate, you don’t learn do you? Trying to kill a big bear like me with a stupid gun like that – it just won’t work. I’ll do you a deal though; either you let me and my bear mates fuck you up the arse or I’ll tear you apart.”[/size]

[size=62]Thinking back to the pain of last time, he realised it at the very least was preferable to death. So he agrees to the bear’s punishment. The bear wolf whilstles, and out of the forest lumbers 6 or 7 of his bear friends, all equally large and fearsome. They take turns in fucking the poor man into sorry oblivion, and then when done, saunter off into the forest again. [/size]

[size=62]The man, shaking with pain and humilition, composes himself and drags himself back to camp. Once there, he staunches the not incosiderable flow of blood and vows revenge. Picking up his elephant gun he waddles back into the forest to find his bear.[/size]

[size=62]Sure enough, after an hour of wandering he spots the very same bear leaning against a tree, filing it's claws. He levels his huge elephant gun takes aim at the bear’s head and pulls the trigger. [/size]

[size=62]“BOOOOOM!!!” The gun cracks through the forest, knocking the man to the floor. A HUGE hole appears in it’s head and the bear spins round fountaining blood in all directions. Once back on his feet, the man puffs up his manly chest and strolls over to the bears body.[/size]

[size=62]Except it’s not there. Bile rises in the mans stomach and he get’s a tap on the shoulder. He turns round to find the bear standing there, pressing leaves to it’s head. Once satisfied that the bleeding has stopped, the bears sighs and says:[/size]




[size=62]“You’re not here for the hunting are you mate?”[/size]