Friday Evenin Syndrome

After another mundane week which I had to painfully endure, came Friday. With all her glory that she carries unfailingly every shabuwa, I could see her sense of enthusiam transceding upon me as I lay jobless at my desk. The clock was ticking and it was already 6:30 PM, when the inner voice actually woke up 'Wut da fuck is you doing with your Friday evening? Is you gonna waste all yer Friday evenin sittin in front of this no good T.V?"... It's a computer, I correct my inner voice with frustration. "Wut do I know? I is wut I is - jus a black inner voice." Man, i'd rather take a break from this shit anyway. Ham and Avi pitch in (after a lot of lobbying with the so called penniless ham) and we decide upon doing somethin which we are best at doing. Thronging the movie halls!!! And we decide upon going to 'underworld Evolution' , inspite of those fuckedup ubiquitous posters all around the city. I gave avi a choice between rendition and perdition (Underworld Evolution and Being Cyrus), he preferred to get rended than to get purged with a signature lazy dialogue "Maaan....I don wanna see those typa movies da....some ["pause" ] fuckedup asshole would have taken the movie for some fucked up shit and v'll be stuck in the theatre watching some["bigger pause"] blah-blah" did u get a head or tail from that line? neither did I and neither have I over the years. Out in the restaurant with ham, the inevitable topic comes into limelight-'Ham's Obsession with food'. I was genuinely happy when he ordered a plate of parotta and paya only to realize that the catch lay in the paya. When I saw the wholesome chunk of mutton, the little hope when crashing down his belly. And so we get into the hall and get comfortable in our seats and begin our no good Bosch about the tabooed sexualities and start cooking up accusations about each other - murdering our reputation to tatters. We were profane enough to relocate a couple sitting in the front row, and the palaber came to a grind when the trailor of The DaVinci Code left us spell bound...did I say spell bound? then MI3 and Pudhupettai blew us away(avi and me that is, coz with ham it would be technically impossible). Nothing special about the actual movie though...just lots and lots of blood sucking, memory storage by the gallons, confusing people and even more confusing sexual orientation(jus for the kicks what would happen if a half werewolf half vampire screw a complete vampire)...and there came our Friday endeavor to brighten up the ever dulling sides of our lives...and yeah before I forget, on the way back home ham and I were discussing if avi had the balls to shoot his own ass, now the question comes why would someone require balls to...hmmm ok nevermind..."shik" them all man