Friday, July 30, 2010

BRANGLING BUMKINS- Story of an Appam

Very Interesting conversation, before XXY puts up this one on own blog ( which I accidently during the heated discussion suggested), I am gonna be the go getter.

Me- $$*U&DSD I called & u hung up on me- &*($)#UHJ( and put me on Smart mail
XYY- No No dont mis understand
Me- $^%(#&%$^#
XXY- Why are u reacting, what did u eat today ( jokingly with winkie smile)
Me- U $&#*(@ I had PETTI APPAM
XXY- What ?? BETTI APPAM
Me- No PETTI APPAM
XXY- What ETTI APPAM or what ETTI BUM..Now Bums ..pause ...here also
ME - Are u kidding me -- ITS PETTI APPAM-- U %&E&#&@
XXY- APPAM I understand whats this Appam, Bum ..hehehe!!
Me- What crap, you are a Madrasi and still u dont understand this word
XXY- What now all South Indians are Madrasis, I am not a Madrasi madam.. How am I supposed to know this Appam?
Me- Hello you have been eating Appams since you are a kid, only been a few years you've been out & you dont remember
XXY- So how does that matter
Me- &%*%($ dammit its PETTI APPAM
XXY- what TATTI APPAM, now u are having TATTI ( actual faeces/shit/crap) APPAM.
Me- %&%*%* what do u mean I am having TATTI ( faeces), are you crazy, its bullshit crap
XXY- Thats what you have been saying all this while TATTI APPAM
Me- ITS PETTI APPAM
XXY- hehehehehehehhehhehehehhe
Me- &%&&%&%

Ironically Please note -- due to conversations of similar nature some bits might have been fragmented & interwindled.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Aa bail mujhe maar!!

Anonymous said...

this conversation was with a BAIL :)