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aut me aut nihil = Either me or nothing. no,no... me not boosting. me have an inferiority complex and trying to compensate :D 

Monday, October 17, 2005 - 07:03

My left foot

"Hi my dear psycho brother... what are you upto?"
"Hi big brother, im upto no good, as usual... but pleasantly surprised to get your call."
"Shut up willya, or i won't call you anymore... then, how is final year engineering treating you?"
"Forget about my studies... what are you getting me for Diwali? Im sure you want to know my preference, right?"
"Yeah, go on... hit me!"
"I want a shoe! A sports shoe... very jazzy and all... in fact if you can manage a shining red color that would be great!"
"Ok, what is your shoe size?"
"Hmmmm... i dont know... let me check."
"Check the sole, there usually is a number..."
"I can't find any number on my sole, must be inside the shoe, will tell you once i get home. Alright?"
"Ok, i'll be expecting. "

"Hey brother, its me."
"Hmmm... so whats your size?"
"I have sent you a mail."
"Why do you need to send a mail? Just tell me the number now."
"Check my mail. The size is there."
"Tell me now."
"Ok, i couldn't arrive at any particular number after seeing all my shoes... so..."
"So what did you do?"
"I have scanned my foot and sent you."


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