Measure twice.. cut once

Snippets of today's conversation:

Paresh says:
sarika..
Wolfe says:
kidhar?
Paresh says:
tum ho
Wolfe says:
main hooooon.. khush rang henna
Wolfe says:
that was such a lame song
Paresh says:
but you remember it
Wolfe says:
yes.. isn't that unfortunate


Wolfe says:
did you move the code? won't work until you move the code.. you can float till you're blue in the face, but code simply must be moved... *have come unhinged because of drugs*.. *mad laffter*


Paresh says:
cross your fingers.
Wolfe says:
*throwing a ball across the room*
Paresh says:
that's the way you cross fingers..
Wolfe says:
*making obscene gesture with crossed figners*


Wolfe says:
hello? yes, you kicked my dog


Wolfe says:
you make me want to grow a goatee


Paresh says:
thankus..
Paresh says:
you are greatus
Wolfe says:
with no penus


Wolfe says:
i want to play cheesy anu malik music


Wolfe says:
you have a very nice goatee face
Paresh says:
ty
Wolfe says:
you know.. long and horse-like
Paresh says:
ek template kya change maar di.. kuch zyada phudak rahi ho


Paresh says:
officially.. you deserve a DR buck
Wolfe says:
oh please.. wot will that get me?
Paresh says:
the DR buck? hardly anything.. a DR hip flask maybe
Wolfe says:
listen.. stop being sharabi.. it's disturbing
Paresh says:
what? who says you have to have booze in there...just pepsi will do man
Wolfe says:
screw pepsi.. bring on the booze

Hey. Nobody said I had to be normal.