Wolsamnoraa's Blog

My Indian pals invented the game of monkey cruise trash toss

I’ve got a few friends that are Indians; dot Indians, not feather Indians because the department of corrections said they’re nearly extinct.  Boy howdy, let me tell you, they are the most fun people in the world.  That’s a good thing because they have over eight billion friends in their Now Network.  They make me do all sorts of fun sh*t.  We watch porn with our friends in them (they seem to know everybody).  They are always saying in their thick, Indian accents, “Oh, I could watch this until I got bored then I would wait ten minutes and watch it again, good golly.  She is so hot.”  And then we watch them again.  We eat a shit ton of spicy curry food.  They catch their farts in pickle jars and make me smell them.  I can’t stress enough how badly these people smell.  They make spreadsheet software and I do my taxes.  We talk about marketing deodorant in India and we laugh because it would never sell.  Good times.  No matter how much fun stuff we do, they always get the best deals.  The Jews and the Indians always get the best deals and have the best times.  I love you, JPa.  Come home soon.