All the stuff posted in this blog is a 'pure' piece of shit. It has no relation whatsoever with any biotic or abiotic stuff living, dead or semiconscious. Any correlation would be highly coincidental or in certain (!!!!!) cases intentional. In either case it must be assured by the reader before proceeding that the physical form of the author would not be tampered with. However in case of dire desperation all that you need to do is make your make your right hand parallel to your right cheek (or vice versa) maintaining atleast a foots distance. Then move your hand strongly n briskly in the direction of your cheek. Keep moving it until it performs an inelastic collision with your cheek. Repeat the process until you feel happy. Now again repeat the process until you obtain concordant levels of happiness. in such a state you as well as the author (thats me ...)would feel delighted.........
ps: the stuff written in this blog might seem to be less funny than what it is supposed to be or the other way round.......wathever it be watch out....have a safe journey.....
Intro-duct-ion
Being weird is just being strange, obscure and having a non-conventional thinking ability. Some people might regard it to be a exceptional violation to the natural laws of human antics but i am strongly of the opinion that being weird is actually an inborn ability. Its a skill and not a defect.....it is just a form of art which we must enjoy and appreciate.Frankly speaking we are all weird.... its only that we all differ in our weirdness levels...so just to categorize people according to their weirdness a factor known as the 'weirdness factor' has been devised. It can be mathematically represented as
wf = [e*(c^2)*(iq^3)]/s
where :
e= eccentricity
c= craziness of that person
iq = I Q level of that person
s = sanity of that persons mind
and a special mention for outdated processors.....if you are high on wf you are weird....!!!
Being weird is different from being stupid....being weird requires brains while being stupid doesnt....what about being stupidly weird or weirdly stupid.......even i dont know......!!!!!!In short, Weirdness is The Factor (wtf!!!) that makes the difference.......
Principles of Flirting - A weird approach
Is flirting weird???? Well I actually dunno .....neways weird people can flirt as well...
It might seem that weird poeple n flirting might not go hand in hand.........but then it can actually work wonders for them.......
these example would totally justify the same:
A weird person appreciating the beauty of a girl: The reciprocal of your ugliness factor, which is given by the sum of partial derivative of your face form factor with respect to your smile, your cheeks n sweetness, is miraculously high dear.......
Yet another person might go sumthing like: the distortion produced by your matter waves in the space-time continuum are in perfect harmony with those of Aphrodite :) So being governed by the principle of similar-correlations i must say that you are equally distorted as Aphrodite......(plz dont ask me wut dat wuz supposed to mean........i have no freaking idea :)
Saying 'i love you' is as simple as this 4 them : I think we are thermodynamically similar. So lets just apply the zeroth law of thermodynamics amongst us: i love chocolates n you love chocolates. so basically A loves B.......!!!!
The 'ASCII' Character Set
Well u mite be really wondering why da fish am i writing such nerdy stuff in my blog.....make no mistake....im just speaking of those 71 special characters who fall under the class 07 CO XX.....
PS: Girls have been spared to preserve my gentleman-like traits:-)
All ''ASCII"ians ( A Special Category of Insane Intellects ) please note: no offence meant
Starting with someone who is ever conspicuous by his absence :
AJAY: Amul hai Jeevan Attendance ka hai Yearn
AKOK : A Kick Or Kiss ( depending on whther u r a guy or a girl)
ANIRUDH : AN Insane RUstic Disastrous Homicide (kills one by his speech though)
ANIL : Attendance =NIL
ANUJ: A Nice Underaged Juvenile
ASHMIT: ASH Maaro unlimITed
CRAIG : Crazy Ignoramus Genius
CHINMAY: CHarming INtelligent MAchiavellian Yeti
GAURAV : Great and Amazing, Updates u wid ur Results , Addicted to VOICE
MADHUR: Maiden 'A'CDC Deeppurple Hoobastank U2 ,its all Rocking
MANOJ : MANoranjan ki hai jise Obvious Jaroorat
DHRUVIN : Destined to Humble Roads Unveiling Vintage Iit's and not Nit's
PARAS: PARadise = Alcohol + Shhhh.....!!!
ROHIT : ROam roam main Hai Iske -'Tashan'
ROHAN: RObot(ic)s Haunting All Night
PRAKHAR : PRogramming , Aaram, KHaana Aur Royalstag......
VINAY : VlsI and Not Algorithms r 4 You (in short dude have fun in tronix....)
RAVI (prakash pandey ): Righteously Acclaimed Voice of India
ANKIT : (hope there's no )ANother Kind of IT!!!! (just kidding....)
On request by the dudette of our class(!!!):
LEENA: a Living Entertainer and Enthusiast , wid trademarked Naughty Antics
MADHURA: MAD HUmorous Restless Ape-like bipedal lifeform (dat just means an earthling...)
i hope ye sab padke atleast mayank to bhag gaya hoga............
jo nahin bhage woh sab chiranjeevi hai......
khair umeed karta hun sab harshit hai......santosh se bhare hue hain.....
Dance of Death 'in da club'....
Let me tell you a story to chill the bonesAbout a thing that I experienced
One night wandering in da club
I'd one peg but no more
I was dancing, enjoing the vodkan delight
Gazing up at the stars
Not aware of such a huge bill
I was taken for a shock
Feeling scared and I fell to my knees
Trying to gather all 50 cents with me
They took me to an unholy kitchen
And that is where I fell from grace
Then they summoned me to wash all the glasses
To the dance of the dead
Into the kitchen of disgust I followed them
Into the middle I was led
And I felt I was in an inferno
And my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance
To witness what happening to me
And I washed and I drank and I sang with them
All had a peg in their hands
Lifeless figures they were undead all of them
They had ascended from Hell
As I danced with the dead
My free spirit was laughing and howling down at me
It was my birthday today
And I was dancing with the dead
By luck then it all got back to me
And took the attention away from me
When they took their gaze from me
Was the moment that I fled
I ran like hell faster than the wind
To get myself rid of the bill 'in da club'
I darted off my car in a flash
And came back with a big fat hand
I had it all to pay the bill
save a 50 cent n they said:
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, homie
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a f***
cause it's not your birthday!
i tried so hard n got so far
but In the end evn i dont got it a f***
