Of men and mice

Of art and violence...
Storm: where's art? have you seen him lately
Wolfe: we speak on phone.. he is busy man.. with new job
Storm: next time you speak to him or see him, kick him in the shin, and tell him I'm still waiting for art work
Art has been added to the conversation.
Wolfe: tell him yourself
Storm: *swift kick in shin*
Wolfe: don't kick art.. he's nice
Storm: *twice even*
Art: oh .. hehe .. hello paresh
Storm: he's nice to a point.. after which I want to shave his fro
Art: what fro?? bro ??
Storm: so where's the famous artwork we've been promised for oh.. 5 months now
Art: aaah yes... sold out :P
Wolfe: he promised you artwork?! i live in the same town and i don't get art work.. *tapping foot*
Art: oh hush you
Storm: get in line
Wolfe: bastard boys
Art: sorry paresh.... just too much going on.. tell him Wolfe
Wolfe: he's got too much going on
Art: so busy i am ... no ?
Wolfe: very busy
Art: you could paraphrase it a lil
Storm: ya huh.. you're busy.. she's busy.. I'm busy.. everyone's busy
Wolfe: i'm not busy.. i'm wella
Storm: you've always been vella... you have vella-itis
Wolfe: bite me
Storm: oh dahling.. come here *Gnawing on earlobes*
Black Cobra has been added to the conversation.
Wolfe: oi! you leave my earlobes alone
Storm: this is white rook.. hello black cobra..
Storm: kajra re.. kajra re.. tere kaare kaare naina!
Wolfe: we are currently discussing how busy art is
Storm: *shimmying*
Wolfe: oh no.. he's shimmying again.. resh, stop this chichorapan
Black Cobra: why are people obssessed with that song
Art: but i AM !!!!
Wolfe: he is busy.. yes yes.. *nodding*
Storm: my every ang ang is chichora
Art: wtf is going on .. STOP !!!! too much going on here.. my tiny brain hurts
Storm: angna re angna re
Wolfe: uha bitch! tinkatinkatinka
Wolfe: i can just picture art sitting there holding his head weeping softly
Storm: or rocking in a corner .. sucking his thumb
Storm: voice accept karo
Wolfe: no mic.. in living room with pops and mom .. kal karenge voice chaat
Storm: sa'll right.. let them see how chichora I am too
Wolfe: no .. they're not ready

Of dancing and gaiety
Black Cobra: (babs I hate that song)
Wolfe: (too bad, he's going to dance chichora-like at your wedding to that song)

Of male pattern baldness
Wolfe: resh, don't divorce manna.. nobody else will marry you, you're balding
Storm: *gasp*.. oh no she didnt.. there is nothing wrong with balding !!
Art: exactly! at least i like to think so.. because i am too...:P or will eventually..
Wolfe: googs is silent becuase she is losing at scrabble.. *manaical laughter*
Storm: kal mui.. kaash tera pati bhi ganja ho
Wolfe: hai hai.. tere pe keede pade

Of love and illegal possession
Storm: torrents are like cheerleaders.. so hot..yet they wont put out till you're patient

Of youth and wisdom
Black Cobra: i am also d/ling greatest hits of john denver
Wolfe: geek
Storm: john denver..?!
Black Cobra: lol i know, you d/l mc solar and ive got john denver, i feel old
Storm: *screeching*
Black Cobra: i know.. horrible
Storm: you are old
Black Cobra: i went out on new year's eve to downtown, everyone was drunk and completely nuts on the street.. singing, screaming, doing weird things, I felt sooo old! streets were blocked off and there were cops on big horses
Wolfe: goodlooking horses?

Storm: amrit's a loser
Wolfe: *gasp*.. noooo.. amrit no loser.. amrit nice nice
Storm: look.. if he isnt defending himself
Wolfe: amrit drives 2.5 hrs from sharjah to deira to new job and works very hard
Storm: I Say no smoke without fire
Wolfe: nono.. amrit nice chap.. amrit is busy
Storm: yes we gathered as much stop defending him

Wolfe: sk. mak died and everything is closed
Storm: shaikh mak.. pyaar se log mujhe mak kehte hain.. mera pura naam makrand godbodle hai
Wolfe: dude.. godbole is such a cool name

Of Scrabble and shortness
Storm: googs.. start using cuss words.. the letter scores will be higher
Black Cobra: shh.. i'm thinking.. babs loses.. even though she did make cheeses.. which was quite smart
Wolfe: i do not lose.. f ... ingers.. fishfingers

Black Cobra: lost mr. malhin, u r losted

Of good things that come in un-tall packages
Wolfe: googs is too busy getting married to some squirt
Storm: how tall is he?
Wolfe: he's not
Storm: how tall is he? what's his height quotient? this silence.. it's deafening..
Black Cobra: he's 5 4
Wolfe: he's tiny
Black Cobra: he's pretty cute
Storm: how tall?
Wolfe: i keep tellilng you.. he's not tall
Storm: 5 4
Storm: yeah ok.. he's under my peripheral vision
Black Cobra: he puts in chest tubes and does aortofemoral grafts
Wolfe: another geek

Of pornography and er.. feathers
Wolfe: now there are jiggly babes with feathers in their hair on stage.. wot are we watching?!
Storm: porn
Wolfe: some strange fashion show.. these clothes are actually nice
Storm: ah.. here I thought it was mallu porn with unshaved people
Wolfe: no..i quit mallu porn.. it got too hairy
Storm: yea so did I .. the malbari god calling at time of orgasm was too much.. aiyoooooooo gaaaaaaaaaad gaaaaaaaaaad
Wolfe: you have officially turned me off porn now.. for life
Storm: oh please.. as soon as mom and dad go to bed you popping in girls gone badmash part 3 - dandia raas into the dvd player
Wolfe: that one was no good
Storm: tagline *These dandias aint just made for clickin*
Wolfe: ohgod
Storm: Amrit's like.. I watched that.. it was good.
Wolfe: stop picking on amrit
Art: wtf !! are you guys talking about ... this conversation is so random
Storm: Amrit it's ok.. we're talking about mallu porn
Wolfe: this conversation is not random..
Storm: and the orgasm moments.. where the girl goes.. aiyo.. gaaaaaad gaaaaaaaad
Wolfe: it's quite structured
Storm: and somewhere in there is an "aiyo.. ammmaa... ni poita vadey"

Of familial love
Wolfe: googs is cheating by looking at my letters.. this is how she wins.. this has been her strategy since childhood
Art: who is googs ?
Storm: googs is the sister unit foo
Wolfe: googs = black cobra = my cheating sister.. she's cheating at scrabble
Storm: not her relationship mind you
Art: what relationship ? see.. am lost again ..
Wolfe: rit, googs does not cheat in her relationships.. only at board games.. because she is a sore loser.. who has no word making power.. *instigate instigate*

Of prejudice and color
Storm: I'm ordering art a russian mail order bride.. who vaants hiimm
Wolfe: no..those are too bicepy.. go for a nice petite chinese one
Storm: I don't want yellow fever
Wolfe: don't be bigotic

Of feeble excuses and potty humor
Black Cobra: i wasnt cheating, i was trying to get some vowels!!
Wolfe: by looking at my letters.. sure.. tell it to the jury
Black Cobra: i have no vowels , im lost
Art: black cobra had to empty her vowels...
Art: hehehe
Art: hehehe
Wolfe: ohgod

Of blunt scissors and silence
Wolfe: kanchi is sceptical
Storm: kanchi is hot nein?
Wolfe: i think kanchi is tops
Storm: listen.. I dont want a girls opinion of kanchi.. Niku.. is kanchi hot.. art is kanchi hot?
Art: erm... i think you should leave kanchi alone...
Wolfe: kanchi, your hotness is in question
Storm: only pic can prove it
Wolfe: yes.. amrit doesnt think you're hot
Storm: we must have a picture of kanchi.. either a pic or a 4d rendition will suffice
Wolfe: vith voice
Storm: talking moving pictures are the devil's work

Of Bollywood and Denzongpa
Storm: dr dang ko yeh thapad yaar rahega.. is thapad ki gunj ki gunj tumhe sunai degi.. dr dang creates war.. dr dang is vvaaaar

We all need more sex toys in our lives
Art has left the conversation.
Storm: le.. now there's a friend.. he brings kanchi in here.. drops her in the middle of a pack of wolves.. and runs.. i tell you.. no decency these days.. definitely on my xmas list this man
Wolfe: kanchi, no prblem, come sit on me.. i mean.. er.. with me
Wolfe: i say kanchi is art wearing a burkha
Storm: *gasp*
Wolfe: wot?!
Storm: put the strap on away!
Wolfe: sorry
Storm: what is wrong with you!? corrupting young indian girls that way... err.. is she indian?
Wolfe: it's just that kanchi's alleged hotness..

Wolfe: calm down.. leave her alone
Storm: I'm not touching her *finger 2 inches away* see.. I'm not touching her
Wolfe: sigh.. *slap*.. resh.. behave.. kanchi hamari guest hai
Storm: aarey,.. mehmaan toh family samaan hota hai.. toh iska matlab yeh nahi ke mehmaan ko goad mein bithalo.. you were goad-o-fying her
Wolfe: not me.. i was being hospitable
Storm: no.. you were being lascivious.. eh seekha hai amreeka aake..eh seekha hai!
Wolfe: nahi bapu..
Storm: naam mitti mein mila diya sada
Wolfe: mai to.. bapu.. nahi! *screaming*

Storm: why are you marrying this man.. does he make you happy.. does he make you laugh?
Wolfe: she likes short surgeons
Storm: did he promise you a free chest intubation and aortofemoral transplant as a 25th wedding anni present?

Wolfe: paani se yaad aaya.. so last night, i woke up to go get some water from the refridge.. and in sleepiness drank from the vinegar bottle
Storm: yes go on
Wolfe: that's it
Storm: and that ladies and gents was the klpd of the evening
Wolfe: wot? like you've never done that
Storm: no I havent.. I have a frozen paani bottle next to me every night
Wolfe: very nice
Storm: seekho.. kuch seekho
Wolfe: lekin bapu
Storm: bas.. har raat chatting aur porn karti rehti ho
Wolfe: nahi bapu!
Storm: kede kaam ki nahin hai tu.. nikkad ja.. sada ghar de vich de nikal ja
Wolfe: nahiiin! *chudiyaan todo* mein to aapke charno ki dhool hoon

Wolfe: i'm returning stateside on the 16th to JFK.. who's coming to pick me up?
Wolfe: kanchi, tum aaogi?

Storm: kanchi.. it was great not talking to you. we should do it again sometime
Storm: dibbi.... I'll send you girls gone badmash part IX - Sarees, Pallus and Baarish