Random BS strikes again:
- I am baffled as to how random, untrue and ridiculous opinions about me are formed
🤔
- Listen child, *clears throat* when you've near and dear ones as your
unauthorized PR liasons, is it any wonder that random opinions about you
are floating around?
🙃
Dark humour on people's need to give and seek validation:
Serial killer - I got the urge to kill again but somehow I stopped myself from killing today.
Psychologist - You are brave to have overcome the urge. There, there
(pat pat)... you are a strong-willed person. Kudos to you for trying.
The season of capitalism is here. Kidding... Ho Ho Ho!
Every time a
Secret Santa asks me, "What does my Chris Child like, what does my Chris
Child want?", I am tempted to list a bunch of things that I like and
pass it of as someone else's. Bwohohoho
Random BS strikes again:
- What do you mean by eggs fall under veg-food category?!
- Eggs don't bleed or have muscles/tissues, based on this logic, egg is veg.
- Outrageous! What about its potential to grow into a chicken with
muscles and tissues that bleed? Doesn't that make it non-vegetarian?
Also, when you consume an egg you're killing it's potential.
Later in the cafeteria to the caterer:
- Unbelievable! No egg gravy today also? Come on man!
No matter how hard we try to bury a thing of light, it's potential will outshine our efforts.
Random BS strikes again: (an old BS written during the infamous 'he said, she said' Bollywood saga)
How do you describe a twitter war? As a verbal fencing between two passive aggressive personalities
😂
😂
Sample:
- What do you do when a person belittles 'someone' when in truth the barbs where aimed at you?
-
🤔 hmm... I take the mature route and post vaguely pointed status on social media. You know, because I'm an adult.
Random BS strikes again:
Before technology - Every day sounds be
like chirp chirp of the birds, buzz buzz of the bees, rimjhim sirimiri
of the rain, psithurism of the wind...
After technology - Every day
sounds be like tweet tweet of incoming messages, buzz buzz of vibrating
mobiles, beep beep of dying batteries, comic sound effects of Game
Over...
P.S. Feel free to add to the above list
Random BS strikes again:
- I know the subject matter well enough to write it in my sleep.
- I think you did write it in your sleep. There are a lot of Zzzzs in the document, and the occasional snore.
Random BS strikes again:
That moment when you pay 250 bucks + GST
for seafood pasta and get 1 prawn, 2 prawn, and a half of a tiny prawn
amidst a small serving of macaroni
😤
I feel like Manjeet after witnessing Geet kiss Aditya and claim that they were By-The-Way friends
Random BS strikes again:
A month back on the weighing machine - 60.9 kgs
Now - 6.09 kgs
Woohoo
🎇
🎆
🎉 all that non-stop 'talk of dieting' for the past 30 days has worked.
Bystander - Ma'am you are facing the wrong way, you read the numbers
upside down. Please don't jump on the weighing machine or you will be
forcefully removed. Also, if I may suggest adding fish and spinach to
your diet to boost your intelligence.
Random BS strikes again:
That moment when you are all set to bite
into a perfectly made sandwich and an obnoxious person slams into you
causing the sandwich to fall because they couldn't be bothered to look
away from their mobile while walking in public space. Ah no, the
3-second rule doesn't apply in public space. Don't even risk it. Just trash the sandwich and hope a bird doesn't crap on the poor soul.
Random BS strikes again:
Thank you, please and sorry... Are these
words taught in school or at home? Enquiring because I know few adults
who need the education. Apparently, it's an outdated syllabus, you know,
old school.
Random BS strikes again:
I fell victim to the Rs.199 scam in the
kitchen and dining utility isles of the supermarket. Purchased many
things that are not only unnecessary but also occupies a lot of space.
Couldn't find an autorickshaw to drop me home given that the supermarket
is only 1.5 km distance from my home. Unfortunately, I was burdened
with laptop bag, handbag, and 3 Grocery bags containing breakables,
perishables and of all things, a plastic bucket and stool.
Understandably, after walking 300 mts, I just caved and asked a
two-wheeler rider for lift till the end of the road (out of desperation,
assuming that a bike is easier to escape from than a car if I am
kidnapped). The woman who gave me lift was very sweet and understanding.
#goodsamaritan #dontacceptliftfromstrangers
Random BS strikes again:
- Hey, remember yesterday when I was stranded in the rain and you gave me a lift?
- Yes.
- Um, hope you don't mind I threw you under the bus today.
- Not at all. That's perfectly alright, expected even. After all, 'No good deed goes unpunished.'
Random BS strikes again:
Don't worry about me not getting enough
sleep. I got no kids, pets or even plants to deal with, except for an
emotional roller-coaster ride to navigate
Random BS strikes again:
Heights of abandonment issues - You quit
FB? How could you leave me alone on social media? Who will like and
comment on my posts now?
Friend - Wanna meet up over the weekend?
Me - Lazy.
Friend -
Fine, I will cook something you like, bring it over, you can eat in your
bed, we can chat for 2 hours, and I will leave thinking you and I
dressed up and met at a restaurant for lunch.
I just had a conversation with myself and found the joke 'I' shared so funny that 'I' laughed out loud
😂
😂 Aww... Don't worry. In time, I'll get the help I need. Cuckoo. Bwahaha
The joke - "Another
dark spot on my skin, sigh! What is it called? Old spot. Wait, that's
not right. Age spot! That's right, age spot. Old spot is a beverage,
isn't it. No, that's Old Monk. No, I mean the orange-coloured juice in a
Pepsi bottle, an old popular beverage in the 90s. Ah, got it! That you
fool is Gold Spot."
Some days suck, some days are fun, and some days are dull. We fight, we
make up, we move on, and the cycle repeats. We have no choice but to go
with flow.
I simply love this pic! My favorite night scene is chilling on the terrace with pleasant company.
Random BS strikes again!
Photography is a good hobby and an
admirable skill. However, when photographers put their name on the
picture in large font, it detracts from the subject. Much like Trump
Towers.
Random BS strikes again!
How do you know who is your favorite?
Opportunist: Depends on what the person does for me.
Unsociable person: Depends on who annoys me the least at the moment.
Random BS strikes again!
A watched pot never boils.
Staring at your social media post won't increase the number of likes.
Random BS strikes again!
How do you know a sensible person from a moron?
Depends on whether he or she drinks beverage of any kind while watching gag reels/bloopers.
Heard of Monday Blues? Here's Saturday Truths!
Me: Watcha upto?
Friend: Just got outta shower.
Me: Ah shower. What is that?