Just when you thought this blog was getting serious...

This post is inspired by his comment about him liking the previous post. Sacrilege! I don't write posts for his liking! He can continue with his serious and senti posts, this blog stands for juvenile crap! Literally...

And so, here goes...

It suddenly goes dark, and I shout in fear

except that he just doesn't seem to hear

"Dude, turn on the damn frigging light"

I literally scream in extreme fright!!!

"Dammit, I feel something crawling on my rear!"

He says "Not me mate, it's a power cut!"

I get this strange eerie feeling in my gut...

I brush it off, it feels like a (yuckkk!) roach

"soch kya raha hai, jaldi se haath poach"

with some water, you idiot, not on your butt!!!

I turn on the tap, only to find it dry

I am ready to burst out and cry...

I sit there, feeling really really sick

"why oh Murphy, why this dirty trick?"

I have very little bheja left for you to fry...

Then my hands reach out like a rope

And in the darkness, I blindly grope

Wish t'was a lady, goes my perverted mind!!

Ha! but I just f***ing can't seem to find

that bottle of Dettol liquid hand wash soap!

Suddenly everything goes 100-watt bright

And I let out a mighty whoop of delight

And in the midst of all the raucous noise

In my head, squeaks a tiny amused voice

"Serves you right, for going to the loo at midnight!!!"

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PS: Ah, THAT feels good! I am not cut out for serious writing.