"Chocolate, Convent, Coffee"
"Oh well all of them are gifts, to uh well, uhhh to my girlfriends", Mammoth is trying hard to make sure it exactly comes the out way it is not supposed to. Pink Laces parsing logic has got all the topics to choose from, she ventures forth, " Uh gifts ? then what are they doing here ??"
"Hmm, well she, umm they couldn't take it home immediately so they left it in my car."
"They ?"
A loud sigh,"Oh well, the bunny belongs to my first girl friend ever, the muffler to the second one and the showpiece and chocolate belongs to the current one.", Wow what an answer ! Any semblance of chance that Mammoth had with this chick is just being burried alive by mr.smooth operator. Shouldn't be too long now MAMC is pretty close by, this torturous "do it yourself - screw your chances tutorial" session should be over any minute. However I don't blame Mammoth for this,must be in his DNA or something. Let's take a moment and go back a decade.
It's high school, 6th standard Mammoth had just entered his preteens and already Chubby Cheeks Betty had taken a fancy to him. She had already dropped him "THE" line, "Do you mind if I sit with you, my partner is absent today and I don't want to sit alone", back then that was the high school equivalent of a pick up line. The request was made for a single day, however Mammoth had the female for company every single day. Till of course our genius boy screwed himself over when he literally coaxed Chubby Cheeks into tieing him a rakhi on rakhi day, that too in school and infront of the whole class. No, Obviously he didn't have incestuous intentions, the boy simply was too innocent for his own good. Still can't forget the look on Betty's face, at times childhood heartbreaks can be harder than being jilted at the altar!
Okay fast foward five more years,Eleventh standard, Mammoth is coming home from his maths tuitions. He has Convent Cool Madonna for company and is walking her home like a chivalrious knight. She drops "THE" line, "Thats my place over there, do you want to come up, maybe talk or something ?", Okay now there is a bit of a story to this.
Madonna had already described a tear jerker situation during the class about how her grand dad was having a surgery and how the mood was really serious at her place. However she still drops the line CCMadonna wants to check Mammoth's cool quotient and also whether he was listening or not. You can't really blame Madonna here after all the were seventeen, the age when girls start using their brains to get a guy and the guys start using testosterone for everything.
"Yes, sure", Mammoth replies like the insensitive going-gaga-over-new-girl male.
"Ok, but I think it's a bit of a serious mood at my place, maybe sometime later ?", Madonna has him figured out already and out the back door exit!
Once again I think it's DNA and nothing else, fast forward a few more years, and Pink Laces is putting up with the worst show of testorsterone dosage gone wrong.
"So, like if they belong to your ex-girlfriends, will they ever get them ?", Pink Laces wants to have her fun.
"Not really."
"Then why keep them ?"
"Haven't got a chance to throw them away."
"What about the one for your current girl friend ?"
"Well, she'll take it when she gets an opportunity."
"Hope that's before she becomes an ex," Pink laces cracks an obvious insensitive joke, aren't they just made for each other.
"That's possible under one condition only and might just happen pretty soon," Mammoth in action, boy oh boy.
"Really and what is that ?"
"Your college is here, Would you be interested in sharing the possibility over a cup of coffee sometime ?" MAMC is here and Mammoth has timed this one to perfection, the kid has got some talent after all.
"I'm sorry but I'm engaged, thanks for the ride" Pink Laces exits left of stage and disappears through her college gate.
Reverse Gear, First gear, Zero to Sixty in under a minute, Mammoth prepares to audition for "Fast and the Furious 5: The Jilted & The Challaned"
"Hmm, well she, umm they couldn't take it home immediately so they left it in my car."
"They ?"
A loud sigh,"Oh well, the bunny belongs to my first girl friend ever, the muffler to the second one and the showpiece and chocolate belongs to the current one.", Wow what an answer ! Any semblance of chance that Mammoth had with this chick is just being burried alive by mr.smooth operator. Shouldn't be too long now MAMC is pretty close by, this torturous "do it yourself - screw your chances tutorial" session should be over any minute. However I don't blame Mammoth for this,must be in his DNA or something. Let's take a moment and go back a decade.
It's high school, 6th standard Mammoth had just entered his preteens and already Chubby Cheeks Betty had taken a fancy to him. She had already dropped him "THE" line, "Do you mind if I sit with you, my partner is absent today and I don't want to sit alone", back then that was the high school equivalent of a pick up line. The request was made for a single day, however Mammoth had the female for company every single day. Till of course our genius boy screwed himself over when he literally coaxed Chubby Cheeks into tieing him a rakhi on rakhi day, that too in school and infront of the whole class. No, Obviously he didn't have incestuous intentions, the boy simply was too innocent for his own good. Still can't forget the look on Betty's face, at times childhood heartbreaks can be harder than being jilted at the altar!
Okay fast foward five more years,Eleventh standard, Mammoth is coming home from his maths tuitions. He has Convent Cool Madonna for company and is walking her home like a chivalrious knight. She drops "THE" line, "Thats my place over there, do you want to come up, maybe talk or something ?", Okay now there is a bit of a story to this.
Madonna had already described a tear jerker situation during the class about how her grand dad was having a surgery and how the mood was really serious at her place. However she still drops the line CCMadonna wants to check Mammoth's cool quotient and also whether he was listening or not. You can't really blame Madonna here after all the were seventeen, the age when girls start using their brains to get a guy and the guys start using testosterone for everything.
"Yes, sure", Mammoth replies like the insensitive going-gaga-over-new-girl male.
"Ok, but I think it's a bit of a serious mood at my place, maybe sometime later ?", Madonna has him figured out already and out the back door exit!
Once again I think it's DNA and nothing else, fast forward a few more years, and Pink Laces is putting up with the worst show of testorsterone dosage gone wrong.
"So, like if they belong to your ex-girlfriends, will they ever get them ?", Pink Laces wants to have her fun.
"Not really."
"Then why keep them ?"
"Haven't got a chance to throw them away."
"What about the one for your current girl friend ?"
"Well, she'll take it when she gets an opportunity."
"Hope that's before she becomes an ex," Pink laces cracks an obvious insensitive joke, aren't they just made for each other.
"That's possible under one condition only and might just happen pretty soon," Mammoth in action, boy oh boy.
"Really and what is that ?"
"Your college is here, Would you be interested in sharing the possibility over a cup of coffee sometime ?" MAMC is here and Mammoth has timed this one to perfection, the kid has got some talent after all.
"I'm sorry but I'm engaged, thanks for the ride" Pink Laces exits left of stage and disappears through her college gate.
Reverse Gear, First gear, Zero to Sixty in under a minute, Mammoth prepares to audition for "Fast and the Furious 5: The Jilted & The Challaned"
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