Just 4 Fun Once Again

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Short on inspiration and high on distancing dare I believe we are still together 😛

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Ergo – let us all go ego-less 😀

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Too much gyan kya? Let’s see what I else I can find…

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Did you do that? Not me – I was a very good girl!

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Not me… at least not then. But have been in similar situations while going into the boss’ room 😀

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Yes! I will admit to this – you?

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Heheh

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I have to confess, the cat is cuter! Moving on

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Flexibility is key to survival.

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Hmm I hope he didnt really die for then she would have had the last laugh – just kidding 😀

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What’s your excuse? Mine is that it’s all those sweets I have been just drooling about 😉

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Seriously!

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Extremely seriously!!!!

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So how many you identify with Aunty Acid? Oh that reminds of a joke where this guy was moaning to his friend, “I dont think my wife is ever going to die. She has nothing but clothes, she wouldnt be caught dead in.”

That’s all folks – have a great week and as usual none of this brilliant stuff is mine, I am just trying to keep the laughter going 🙂

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Dahlia

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25 thoughts on “Just 4 Fun Once Again”

  1. I must admit barging into headmaster’s office and sit on his table to complain or talk. I was not the only one though. My classmates did the same. Ahh.. those were the carefree innocent days. In India that was not easy because the peon would not let us into the Principal’s office. I was the same with my bosses also. If I was not happy with my work schedule I used to just march into their offices and complain. Many of my colleagues grumbled but did not go to the boss.
    I never stabbed my eraser. It sat unused in my pencil box. Never had to use one (correct spelling and grammar)But I used to lose marks for my bad handwriting.
    I always sat in the front in the class as I was tiny. I was not too good with maths so when my teacher suggested in jest that I should be sitting at the back, I did. I continued to sit at the back in his class He did ask me to go back in front, I never did. I glad to say that I passed my O level maths with credit.
    I agree with Aunty Acid. Cupboardful of clothes but have nothing to wear And these days I forget where the kitchen is. ( more like do not want to remember)
    Here am I writing about myself when I am invisible being in the tiny dot that is earth in the universe.
    Better stop before I become boring and full of self-importance. Feel free to tell me off.

    Good night Dahlia.

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  2. First of all thank you for reposting it. I had a good laugh and a lot to say.
    I have some very good friends, so, I understand.
    People prefer to go eggless than ego-less.
    At college, when lecturers said, we are allowed to go to the canteen to grab a bite between lectures, we followed their orders to the T found a straight away to and from the canteen many times.
    I was the talker.
    I never stabbed an eraser nor chewed the pencil from the other side.
    I am one of the tallest in the class and always sat at the back and neve had issues with grades. But at college we had enough of this injustice, so, we dragged a bench to the side and sat at the front. Everybody got a shock, but no one said anything. We happily sat there for three years.
    In my case, I don’t mind wearing the same sari and same pieces of jewellery to the next function, simply because, they are still lying in front of me and I am too lazy to go through the ward robe.
    Cheers……

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    1. Loved your comments Rajini. My experience in college in Mumbai was different. All the girls had to sit in front. Not allowed to sit at back or with boys. The boys used to throw things at us so one day we decided to sit at the back. ( I was the ring leader) When the lecturers came into the class, they were surprised. Some said nothing some insisted that we came back to our original place. unfortunately, our rebellion only lasted a day, we had to go back in front. I did not get to throw things at the boys. I believe these days boys and girls can sit together.

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  3. Welcome back Di, even if you are reposting an old one! I miss you, you know. ☹️. And this one is hilarious. So so relatable, well have been there and done that , well not all but most! Take care and lots and lots of ❤️ From me.

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