A couple of weeks ago, a friend was getting interviewed for a TV show, so the TV crew shot me and the usual suspects playing poker at his place.
The girl directing the shoot (or the cameramen) did not know anything about Poker and they asked us just to play normally and they’d shoot what they like.
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Crime doesn’t pay…as well as politics.
And for my next magic trick, I will make my conscience disappear…
Done.
Buy them tickets for a Russell Peters show…in the front row…tell them that the show starts at 7:30PM ,when it actually starts at 6:30PM…and that they’re required to wear a sombrero to the show.
Here’s the new theme song for the Bunny Ranch:
Where everybody knows you name. And they’re always glad you came.
Was out with a couple of friends and this happened:
Friend 1: I want to learn the Salsa.
Friend 2: Hey - I’ll teach you - I know how to dance the Salsa, Merengue and Swing.
Friend 1: No you don’t. You get drunk after six tequilas and you think you know how to dance.
I am christening this the “Six Tequila Swing”.
I think all of us know how to dance this one.
When I met him in his office - he was hard at work. Thank God that his secretary was around to take care of it.
Once in a while, comes along a man who condenses for us an entire era. Through his art, he records, for posterity, the conflict inherent within society. He portrays the complex social structures, the alliances and the betrayals, the rise and fall of mighty and meek - and does so entertainingly. He forces us to think about good and evil - to question our own moral choices. He scribes for us the fads and the fashions of the day to be studied by a later generation - he holds up a mirror to the times he lives, whether they like it or not.
He chronicles the tempestuous adventures and journeys that men undertake - some to live their dreams and some simply because they have no choice. Journeys that take them to end of known world and into the beyond - fantastical, outrageous journeys and capers that we could not have imagined, save for this man telling us so.
I, of-course, am talking about Homer Simpson.
Who else?
This actually happened to me. I kid you not. I had signed up for Vodafone’s (then Hutch) Phone Backup Service in India about a year ago. A few months ago, I got a new phone which did not support Vodafone’s Phone Backup software, and so, I called up Vodafone to cancel this service. And here’s what happened…
…Door-to-door used condom salesman. Business is slow.
