Hot in India
This appeared in my webmail inbox today:
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tarun
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Oh, tarun tarun tarun. I can just see you now! Sitting lonely in your pediatric clinic strewn with sad, decapitated dolls and other toys played with by sick waiting children, staring wistfully at the computer screen, awating that ping! that would signify a letter from your beloved YT, who, having received your rose, stands swooning on the other side of the ocean, blissfully waiting to be ravished....
AND TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER TO NOBODY IN PARTICULAR...
Incidentally, I blame inane old Eskimo Models and Casting, who have been pushing Nicelandic beauties over there like they were hot Icelandic ecstasy tablets decorated with tarun-style roses. Our very own Unnur Birna Vilhjálmsdóttir [you know, ex-miss-world] apparently adorned the front page of the Bombay Times last weekend wearing nought but a bikini and some beads [Indian-style, geddit?] and according to the Nicelandic media, who have been chewing on this morsel of information ad nauseum, the Icelandic girlies went over big-big-bigtime over there. And now Indian men are showing up on blogs Iceland-wide and spreading roses willy-nilly, all hot and bothered in their doctor's offices and suchlike [never in, say, their greasy car repair shops]. And while it's presumably very hot over there in India, here we have a cool 8°C and blustery winds from the south. And the sun, which rose this morning at 10.06 and set this evening at 17.18.
*A quick glance at Site Meter revealed that there had, indeed, been a visit from India a short while before, with one out-click, on my photo. Note to self: replace current photo with previous one of the back of YT's head.
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hi,
i m a pediatrician in india,waiting 4 ur reply.
tarun---
Oh, tarun tarun tarun. I can just see you now! Sitting lonely in your pediatric clinic strewn with sad, decapitated dolls and other toys played with by sick waiting children, staring wistfully at the computer screen, awating that ping! that would signify a letter from your beloved YT, who, having received your rose, stands swooning on the other side of the ocean, blissfully waiting to be ravished....
AND TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER TO NOBODY IN PARTICULAR...
Incidentally, I blame inane old Eskimo Models and Casting, who have been pushing Nicelandic beauties over there like they were hot Icelandic ecstasy tablets decorated with tarun-style roses. Our very own Unnur Birna Vilhjálmsdóttir [you know, ex-miss-world] apparently adorned the front page of the Bombay Times last weekend wearing nought but a bikini and some beads [Indian-style, geddit?] and according to the Nicelandic media, who have been chewing on this morsel of information ad nauseum, the Icelandic girlies went over big-big-bigtime over there. And now Indian men are showing up on blogs Iceland-wide and spreading roses willy-nilly, all hot and bothered in their doctor's offices and suchlike [never in, say, their greasy car repair shops]. And while it's presumably very hot over there in India, here we have a cool 8°C and blustery winds from the south. And the sun, which rose this morning at 10.06 and set this evening at 17.18.
*A quick glance at Site Meter revealed that there had, indeed, been a visit from India a short while before, with one out-click, on my photo. Note to self: replace current photo with previous one of the back of YT's head.
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