If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my Blog’s RSS Feed. Or my Comment’s RSS Feed. Your funny bone is definitely as big as your femur!The year was 2003 A.D. The characters were the Hero (let us call him Rahul, since all heros have that name), the Heroine (let us call her Priya, since all heroines ..whatever blah) and the Villain (let us call him…well…Jammy).
Those were the innocent days. Days when you didn’t talk dirty to ladies unless it was on Yahoo chat and the asl …

I have always believed that if women didn’t exist in this World, we would have never had combs. All the baldies please excuse for you were never part of the big plan God had. You are a flaw in the system. Just in case you didn’t know beneath the good crop of hair on my head there lies a bald patch waiting for its first audition.
When two men fight over a woman it is the fight they want, not the woman.
- Brendan Francis (More quotes by the man)
When …

Did you know that “Platonic” was a word used by Greek philosopher Plato to describe the love his guru Socrates had on one of his pupil. In short, love without sex.
After my wife left me on January 19 this year – she is now in her mother’s house for her delivery – I brushed up my flirting skills and joined the hunt again.
My wife came to know that I was back in the business of hunting, on 21 Jan. Wonder if it had to do with my 10 …

Central Station, Chennai
Train Number: 2601
Train Name: Mangalore Mail
Date & Time: 9 Feb, 8:15 p.m.
Destination: Kannur, Kerala

8.30 p.m.
I have just installed my Reliance data card, and believe me…it lives up to its Kar Lo Duniya Muthi Main line. I am traveling in the train from Chennai to Kannur and on the way responding to Ouchmytoe readers who have left their comments. If this isn’t awesome, what else could be?
8.31 p.m.
Ohhh…wait! There is a there is a pretty lady in seat number 13. I am in seat number 16 …

This post is dedicated to an ardent reader Himani Sahni of Gurgaon who will be celebrating her birthday on January 31.
Last year, she had mailed me requesting a funny post as a birthday gift. I obliged. Today – one year later – she proved history and women to be similar by repeating her request. I have not added or subtracted anything from her mail, primarily because my math is bad. I haven’t even changed the spelling mistakes and wrong grammar.
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Last evening I left Mumbai by the 7.50 p.m. Jet Airways flight and reached Chennai.
I want to share with mere mortals like you, a small encounter I had with a petite air-hostess called Celina and me. If you also know her, I would want you to press my case. Not my suitcase!
She had just finished serving me a vegetarian dinner – with the same care and compassion my wife Rekha used to show while serving me dinner in the early days of our marriage.
Perhaps she had been following my habits, …

Since The Kingfisher Class – Part 1 was first written, I have traveled by Kingfisher Airlines twice. On all the three occasions, I had fun. Come be a part of the Kingfisher experience.
Other frequent fliers like me would know that after checking-in the bags and getting the boarding pass, one has to go for the security clearance. I did the same. When the policeman there asked me to empty my pockets and felt me throughout, I asked me: “What are you checking for?”
“Sir, our mandate is simple. Check for bombs.”
I …

I never knew red could be such a pretty color. I realized the beauty of the color after seeing the pretty Kingfisher air hostesses clad in red mini skirts with calf muscles like those of Carl Lewis.
As the taxi driver entered the Kamraj Domestic airport in Chennai, I said: “Drop me near the Kingfisher counter.”
He looked at me in the centrally mounted rear view mirror and smiled.
“What?” I asked. Trying to unravel the mystery.
“Sir, you are lucky. You are traveling by Kingfisher Airlines. Is it the …