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* curtains open * Piggy: Gosh! Y’all are still kids to be fighting like cats and dogs! Mature up may be? Doggy: May be not. Piggy, sorry but you are sweating like a Pig! Run a bath may be? Kitty: Yes and also because you are as fat as a pig stop pigging out all the time may be? Piggy: I am not…   * silence * Doggy: Hahaha. The cat got your tongue, Piggy? Donk: Ah! I’m tired of this daily ruckus. Y’all are such a pain for this ass. Shut up may be? Kitty: May be not. You won’t understand it Donk. Get back to your donkey work may be? Donk: May be not. Change your attitude may be? Doggy: May be not. We’ll change when the pigs start flying may be? Kitty: Piggy can fly? But how?? Tell me how??? I need to know before… * Kitty drops dead * Doggy: What’s wrong with her now? Donk: Curiosity, Doggy. Curiosity killed the cat. Doggy: What??? Piggy: Don’t worry, Doggy. Every dog has it’s day. Today, enjoy yours. ...

PC versus Consoles! A debate rocking the gaming community since ages! Let’s have a go at it. Bear in mind what you read further shall be “RAW”. As RAW as uncooked meat! RAW with the arrogance of a PC Gamer who looks down upon the Console peasants as inferior beings. Because it shall be portraying how stupid and ignorant console gamers are. How crappy consoles are! How valid and apt the terms “Console Peasants” and “PC Master Race” are! Now if you are a console peasant reading this, be ready to have an epiphany about your stupidity. I am a true blue blood PC gamer and “I’ma be shuttin’ yu console gamurz up”. I was in 4 th grade when I purchased my first gaming console. The PS2! Yes I was naïve back then. Pardon me for this sin that I committed because ever since, I am trying to get rid of the taint this act of mine had inflicted upon me. Having broken my controller within a month of having purchased the console, I have had that waste of money locked in my cupboard ever si...

#YOLO is the only reason I could watch this movie. “Must reach the end....must survive....must finally start hating Yash Raj movies”, my mind muttered, finding this ordeal more complicated than an exercise of integration. The urban dictionary defines any character with the name Raj as “A Scottish term for someone going crazy with rage”, subtly describing my state of mind while watching this movie.      So, when the lad and lass had their final, super awkward conversation, two ridiculously paradoxical situations are created. Simran plays the Friend card in a hilariously inconsiderate way. All she said was “Friends?” as she politely asked him to return to the friend zone after increasing his hopes. You could see Raj’s agonized soul in his eyes. His will power permitted him to reply with “Hmm...” As Simran smiled, looking accomplished, you can feel “Hum pe ye kisne, hara rang dala, khushi ne hamari hame maar dala” play on full blast like there is no end, in Raj’s ...