#WhenYouAreBored
Mom: *busy at tailor's shop from half an hour, saying "Just 5 minutes more" for the fourth time*
Me: *accidentally bumps into a mannequin* Oh, sorry! *Steps back* woah woah, calm down, bro. I didn't do it on purpose! Wait what?! You're sis? Not bro?! Sorry didi- what are you saying! Why would I touch your boobs? They're damn hard- I DIDN'T FEEL THEM UP AND THEY ARE FLA-
Mom: CAN'T YOU FUCKING SAY QUIET FOR 5 MINUTES? STOP SAYING SUCH WORDS IN PUBLIC! WHO THE FU*K YELLS "BOOBS" IN MIDDLE OF A STREET! APOLOGIZE (to the shopkeeper)!
Me: ...*bows to mannequin* Sorry for almost calling you flat-
And that day, the roads witness a disfigured... creature riding a scooty
Moral of the story:
Boredom makes you creative!
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Life=Lol
RandomSee the cover? That's the reaction you will have when you read this. Most chapters are only for Indians! I'll put my own ideas but if I take them from somewhere, I'll tell you the source! They are just for fun! Nothing serious so don't say mean thin...
