Thursday, December 07, 2006

Hitting the nail on the head

Last night was good. How good? If you have never had three mind-blowing orgasms in an hour you will never appreciate how good it was. But then if you were in the habit of having orgasms, you would not be spending time reading this blog. Quite a vicious circle this. Phew!

About last night. It was fantastic. It was fabulous. It was completely out of this world. It was almost as if I discovered the next level of bliss. What did I do? I finally managed to do my nails! Some might say that doing nails does not come close to doing a woman. Agreed. But have you ever tried doing a woman without doing your nails? I doubt she will let you do anything with her after that. Ever. Unless she likes stuff like that. In that case, give me her number.

This reminds me of a porno video I saw a while ago. A woman was giving some 'gyan' (knowledge) to a few guys on improving their chances of picking up a woman at the bar. The first thing to ensure about the woman you want to hit on is that she is not a lesbian. And it is not all that hard to determine that. All you need to do is notice her nails. If the index and forefinger have trimmed nails while the rest are long, then it is a fairly good indicator of her being gay.

I always held porn in very high regard, recognised its potential at a very early stage. But I never knew nails could give so much insight. If eyes are the windows to a person's soul, then nails are definitely a window to her sexuality (and no, I am not using non-sexist language - I am talking of the feminine gender exclusively).

Workwise, the last two days have been alright. We happen to sell the most popular brand of instant noodles in this part of the world. It is quite interesting to observe the behaviour of the customers. For reasons I have never been able to fathom, Mahatma Gandhi once said that a customer was the important visitor on our premises. I am not questioning the veracity of the statement but why the Father of the Indian Nation should bother about paltry affairs of running a business is beyond me.

Off now. Time to play some cricket and vent my angst on my bosses through bouncers!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Father of the Nation or not, MG would have been a customer too?

Are index and forefinger not one and the same :-~

Script Writer said...

Ah good catch! I am losing my touch, it looks like. I meant the index and the middle finger. My bad.