…who runs very fast. Sprint, should the occasion calls for it. Which I have done for two times till date. Boy, can I sprint or what!
The first time I ran, I was fending off a mad dog, hell bent to tear me from limb to limb. I blew out my lungs, stretched my tendons and wore out my flip-flops in the five second dash that my cousins remember all too fondly. They tear up laughing, every time. And, this was what? some 15 years ago?
I ran for my life the second time when I expressed my opinion. I should’ve kept my mouth shut, but didn’t. Me and my blabbermouth! Sheesh.
I claimed the title of history’s worst peeping tom, and came this close to being clobbered. (Editors note, to the would be peeping toms: never, ever, never, ever say, “Yes, you do.” when the lady you are stalking asks her friend: “Hey, do I look fat or what?“)
It wouldn’t have been that bad, if she was just, you know, casually mentioning when fully dressed. What saved me that day was not my prodigious skills in sprinting, but the fact that she was partially naked in her birthday suite. And wet.
C’mon, it wasn’t that bad- Victoria had her secrets. It wasn’t, you know, spilled.
At times, I look back and wonder. Who’d have inflicted the maximum damage? The dog? The half dressed siren? Can’t say, really. But my money’s on the siren.
if it was against a half naked dog and a mad siren?
Mad siren, hands down. Psst: if you hadn’t already noticed, dogs don’t need to be half naked. They are in their birthday suite already. Thank you.
hmm i think this post totally got me confused. what was this about re ?
It’s all about the mischief of those ‘golden’ childhood years :P
My money’s on the mad siren too. The dog won’t be hounding you for the rest of your life but the siren will. Trust me, she will :D
I’ve left that part behind too. It happened one boring Saturday when I had nothing better to do at school. I was in the hotel’s then. And, instead of watching the sanibar movie at 2, I went around doing stuffs :P I’m glad that I bade the siren goodbye after SLC. It also helped that she only heard by voice and saw (if she did venture out) my fast vanishing body. I remember keeping my mouth shut around her for years that follow :P
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