MY MOM
Here is my old lady indulging herself in the favorite Indian pastime - hogging,
of course - what else do you think it is. This is in the guise of a ritual in the seventh month
of my residence in 'there' - you know……….all at my expense.
COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER
Guess what! Here she goes again! No calorie counting or diet control required. The ninth month
ritual should have been probably named hogging unplugged.
THE STUD
Do you still think I might have eaten all that spread at the seventh and ninth month rituals?
Any recommendations for a scapegoat club.
TWO HOURS OLD-PHEW!
Hey....... no photographers here*#@^*#@!!!!!!!!
MY IMPATIENT DAD
Come on man lets go fishing - this is no time to sleep - dada speaketh.
MY DAD
Here is my dad lying exhausted, an hour after I arrived - having delivered me???? I thought
that's what mama's supposed to have done.
MY POOR GRANDMA
The grand old lady's first supper - after I arrive. What better appetizer than a grandson.
MY PARENTS ON THE NEXT DAY
Project accomplished!
MAN-TO-MAN
Dad and me having a man-to-man chat on my third day. How about that chick across the street,
any short skirted nurses around?
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