And she asketh, What is History?
Why do they all begin the same way?
"Don't try to chat me up. I don't need sycophants."
Nobody does, unless you're Bal Thackeray or Rahul Gandhi. But, somehow, when she said that I felt like I smelt bitter grapes; a subtle reference to the ardent fan following that the LLH has, wouldn't you think? (where the Increasingly Irritating Iyengar tops, yet again)
On that note, yes, I think it is time Increasingly Irritating Iyengar is rechristened as Cogito Ergo Sum, in the interest of good consciences, fairness and all that yada yada. And to think of it, really, she is only as irritating as I am irritable.
"Don't try to chat me up. I don't need sycophants."
Nobody does, unless you're Bal Thackeray or Rahul Gandhi. But, somehow, when she said that I felt like I smelt bitter grapes; a subtle reference to the ardent fan following that the LLH has, wouldn't you think? (where the Increasingly Irritating Iyengar tops, yet again)
On that note, yes, I think it is time Increasingly Irritating Iyengar is rechristened as Cogito Ergo Sum, in the interest of good consciences, fairness and all that yada yada. And to think of it, really, she is only as irritating as I am irritable.
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Who are you anyhow?
truffle,
Quid pro quo.
You first... or rather, let me guess. Your initials are S K.
uhuh, no.
Alright, my mistake.
Give me a clue...
I dun intend to. Y dun u jus go do your projects? As I do mine...
Night.
Oh well. I'll find out.
How thrilling that everyone seems to think you are the illustrious S K.
It must be doing wonders for your self-esteem.
who are you child? shrill second year? tracketh you down shall we?
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