Nearly two years ago, I had mentioned how dating a whiteboy was much like drinking vodka and now I'm in the same situation again. Except, this fellow is no soldier. And also I told him about how he was like vodka. But this time, this fellow wanted to know more about the things that I knew he wouldn't get. And one thing led to another, and before we knew it, I was explaining "usupethi usupethiye.." to him.
I did not get the reaction I expected. Instead I got this: "That's hot! If you said that during sexy times, I'd totally believe you were into it"
And there, pasangala, is the silver lining. I have been known to blurt out inappropriate things at inopportune moments which fully have the potential to make things awkward, but now, as long as it is not in inglis, I can rest assured that no tension is being broken.
The fellow still can't sing a vijay paatu, but until I find one of you who will, I will respond to some Beatles with a sultry "vada poche"
I did not get the reaction I expected. Instead I got this: "That's hot! If you said that during sexy times, I'd totally believe you were into it"
And there, pasangala, is the silver lining. I have been known to blurt out inappropriate things at inopportune moments which fully have the potential to make things awkward, but now, as long as it is not in inglis, I can rest assured that no tension is being broken.
The fellow still can't sing a vijay paatu, but until I find one of you who will, I will respond to some Beatles with a sultry "vada poche"
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