Inspired by some mind-blowing BOX-BREAKING "out of the box" thinking by none other than our D-WINE psr, i was once again addicted to blogging, and again this old guy named "he" popped up my window(sorry i think i hav to pronouce that (bee-oh-ex) BOX, saying why are you blogging.
Vexed up with the vexest vexations of this he-vexer i went out and joined the junta sitting under the beautiful sun on a beautiful sun-day morning.
Then i remembered the quiz question... why is a sunday called a sunday?
sunday is a sun-day becoz there is sun on sunday and holiday is called holiday because holi is a holi-day
and then i sat along with them on a fat-rusty pipe outside our wing.
The beings sitting there were named ugnob, kihtrak, iab, gaaal, tuneep and nura and and ragas soon joined them.
(don't go away....will get back to u after a long sleep break)
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