Thursday, September 4, 2008

Height of desparation

...is laughing uncontrollably at one's own joke.

10 comments:

aarthi natarajan said...

if this is pertaining to your current office environment,then i want you to admit that you do miss me at times like these!! :)

♥bμşγ-ŵŗϊŧēŕ♥ said...

:O Yea? Who said? Only you, then okay. :P

I always do that, soo.. :| Hmpf.

narendra shenoy said...

Guilty, your honor. People tend to look suspiciously and women draw away sharply. The wife usually gives a look that could open a clam at twenty paces. But the affliction persists. Damn!

Nandini Vishwanath said...

See, I do not want to tell you: I told you so!

maxdavinci said...

btw this can be tweeted!
get someone to valaku ezhtify in yor pudhu veedu then he/she will laugh at yor jokes!

rosemilkinabottle said...

@max, most of his posts these days can be tweeted

Preeti said...

Nee indha one liners la king aayita...

Arun Sundar said...

Aarthi,
I do miss you here at times ;)

Busy-writer,
Actually I think its good to laugh at one's own jokes. And I find myself genuinely funny at times. Cant help it :)

Narendra,
Lol...that did make me laugh!!

Nandini,
Yes mam.

Max,
I'm on the look out. Know someone? ;)

Gayatri,
I'm already bored with twitter.

Preeti,
Ennavo po. Nee dhaan king'nu solra.

Preeti said...

Naa oruthi sonna, 100 peru sonna madri ;)

P.S: Mokkai-est of mokkais i know!

The Maverick Blog said...

Buhahahahaa... same blood...