Bobbing for Brahmins
I'm going to an Indian wedding this weekend. My co-worker, Miranda, is an Indian, and kindly gave me some Indian-style pick-up lines to use. See them below, with my modifications.
Yes, I am from Boston. Have you heard of the Boston Brahmins? My family’s like that. We’re a little like the Kennedys, without the alcoholism.
Every night I pray to Vishnu that Kashmir will one day belong to India again.
So, does that brown skin go all the way up?
This paneer is really good, but I prefer using whole milk when I make my own. So, do you want to fuck?
Ramalamadingdong. . .is that Indian for something?
Did I not introduce myself? I’m Dr. Parcells.
Labels: I am a bastard, Miranda, pretty girls
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