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by Christopher Mudiappahpillai

Mud, what’s “kismet”?

That stairs design comes from the Tudor era, before they invented sedans.

About the quarter: IT DOESN’T MEAN ANYTHING. Stop trying to read into it. Son of a Tiger.

A friend of mine currently at school in Newfoundland for a year was complaining to me today that all the girls there are blonde. Even the Indian girls. He was COMPLAINING. Foolish boy.

Yeah, I’ve had a number of sleepless nights over the contradictory ideas of Dickens and Bentham. Thanks for clearing that up.

Mud, what’s “caveat lector”?

I bought a Tim Horton’s coffee a couple days ago. My tab technique DIDN’T WORK. I was devastated, and briefly considered switching to Country Style before remembering that Tiggers should always be bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun!

It’s true, your ears are nothing to make a flap over. But you’re the one who poked fun at me first. Wait till we play football. Make sure we’re on opposite teams.

Why are our soldiers in Afghanistan?

I urge and implore the rest of your viewers to PARTICIPATE in this ongoing blog. Otherwise Mud and I will just go on a date and resolve all this conflict man-to-boy.

AntiChris