so i went to a wedding and thought i was being all suave but tripped on my way to the dance floor and landed right in the cake. all the laughter and no way to escape so i just laughed with them and tried to eat some of it off my shirt like it was normal or something.
so i just realized i might as well get a punch card for the nursing home because i visit so often, it feels like a weird part-time job with no benefits and zero overtime pay, but hey, at least i have my mom's awkward small talk on the schedule while my siblings act like she lives in another country.
so there was that one time i was at a friend's party and after a few drinks i tried to show off my dance moves, slipped on a spilled drink, and did this weird half-split thing that ended with me knocking over the snack table. everybody was laughing and i just sat there in the nachos, mortified, trying to act cool like it was part of the act.
so there was that one time i was at a friend's party and after a few drinks i tried to show off my dance moves, slipped on a spilled drink, and did this weird half-split thing that ended with me knocking over the snack table. everybody was laughing and i just sat there in the nachos, mortified, trying to act cool like it was part of the act.
yaar, matlab samjho na, after 10 years of saving up for my dream house, the government decided to turn my plot into a highway, and the compensation they gave was so low that even the dust from the demolition was more valuable than the check I got, ghar wale समझते नहीं, mujhe toh bilkul samajh nahi aa raha kya karun.