You go, girl!!
Overheard at Michigan and Randolph …
Desi woman on cellphone: “I would never have sex with a virgin … unless he had good home-cooked south Indian food to offer”
My new best friend 
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like thanx ya…go book urself a hotel for Dec now….X-(!!!
Comment by clueless — August 31, 2005 @ 8:35 am
Honey, you really have to stop talking to yourself (and on the cellphone too!). It makes other people nervous. Trust me.
Comment by Gargravarr — August 31, 2005 @ 1:09 pm
Clueless: What jealousy … don’t you know you’re more than a friend
Gargravarr: What, you think I would say that??!! Trade off sexual skill for food?? That too, South Indian food .. why??
Comment by Administrator — August 31, 2005 @ 3:28 pm
Errr…yes, except I wasn’t thinking skill so much as willingness. And given your dating history I have every reason to believe that South Indian food is a big draw. Or are you saying you’d do the same for home-cooked pasta?
As for why - maybe because cooking is possibly the only thing in the world you’re actually worse at?
Comment by Gargravarr — August 31, 2005 @ 5:34 pm
Re willingness: For people who have their priorities straight (pun totally intended), that is no issue at all.
Re food: Well ok, but if man cooks pasta and mom cooks South Indian food … that works best na.
Re being bad at it: Umm … no … and nice try, but you’ll just have to take my word for it
Comment by Administrator — August 31, 2005 @ 5:56 pm
Let me put this in perspective with you (that’s practically my job description after all) - we’re talking about someone who has nothing whatsoever to recommend him to a woman but the fact that his mother cooks good South Indian food - I think willingness is definitely an issue.
And I guess the mother-son combo works well, though I’m assuming you’re only sleeping with the son (with you one never knows)
Also, if the ‘it’ we’re talking about being bad at is your cooking then I don’t have to take your word for it, and it is really bad. I don’t know about the sex, of course, but it could hardly be WORSE than your cooking, now could it.
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Comment by Gargravarr — September 1, 2005 @ 2:31 pm
dear MR…bcoz u want me 2 keep ur rue-de-berne gaff frm the world (ur inner European is blah!)…pls 2 not delete…
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dear MR + falstaff…bcoz i wanna say this 2 u 2 on every blog…pls 2 get a room
Comment by clueless — September 1, 2005 @ 4:18 pm
Actually there’s not much I wouldn’t do for a home cooked South Indian meal. *sigh*
Comment by Mint Chutney — September 1, 2005 @ 11:32 pm
Aha. the rue-de-berne gaffe. Can I tell the world about it? Pleeease…
Comment by He who shall not be flamed — September 2, 2005 @ 2:17 am
Mint: Glad there’s someone on my side … though given your enthu - did you happen to be at Michigan and Randolph last weekend
HWSNBF/Clueless: Let me save you the trouble … all I was doing was practicing my French accent … if some classy fur-clad woman happened to be around, what could I do??
Now does this mean I can delete your arbit CP??
Comment by Administrator — September 2, 2005 @ 2:36 am
Wait! You were practising your French? On a classy fur-clad woman you met walking the streets in Paris? Wow! how much food did you get for that?
Comment by Gargravarr — September 2, 2005 @ 3:53 am