Get low
March 24, 2008 – 1:30 pm
I didn’t want to reveal the source, but this is where we get our moves and grooves from.
Uncategorized
March 24, 2008 – 1:30 pm
I believe
March 23, 2008 – 10:34 am
- I believe R. Kelly cannot fly.
- I believe facebook.com is probably more addicting than smoking cigarettes.
- I believe God is the greatest screenwriter of all time and should win an Oscar for his screenplay called Life.
- I believe Big Foot is most probably a Punjabi man named Satwinder who likes to go on hikes.
- I believe that my Mom makes the best variety of Indian food on the planet.
- I believe dogs are better than cats.
- I believe in working with both HD and film mediums.
- I believe I could hit a home run 300 ft. with an aluminum bat off of a pitching machine.
- I believe there is so much yet to be discovered underneath the Ocean.
- I believe I could eat 16 Ferrero Rocher chocolates in one sitting if given the opportunity. They are so good!
- I believe there would be peace on this planet if everybody drank four beers and had break dance battles instead of starting wars.
- I believe that milk and sprite have the worst after-tastes.
- I believe that “Prior Planning Prevents Poor Performance.”
- I believe certain Indians should branch out and make white friends instead of hanging out amongst themselves.
- I believe in axe body spray, hoping one day to attract a plethora of females like the commercial promises.
- I believe in myself.
Ameriquest commercials
March 18, 2008 – 9:15 am
Here are five hilarious Ameriquest commercials on the topic of judging too quickly!
Monkey business
March 17, 2008 – 4:56 pm
I swear on this, you can even ask my Dad who saw the following event unfold with his own eyes.
Quick synopsis. I was seven years old. Location: Chatarpur Mandir,
True story.
Today, I’ve finally found the culprit and the mastermind behind these types of fanatic acts of violence. You’re going down monkey!
Get it out of my face
March 17, 2008 – 2:30 pm
There are two things in this world that I don’t understand: Jellybeans and NASCAR.
Jellybeans don’t taste good. I mean don’t get me wrong, I am big fan of chocolate and candy, but never understood why Jellybeans are still being manufactured today. For example, at my parents’ house, my mom always has a jar of Oreo cookies, a little bowl of jellybeans, and a basket of candy out on one of the side tables as you enter our house.
My mom is a teacher and little kids just adore my sister, so our house is periodically filled with little hooligans from the neighborhood that are two feet tall and run around with enough stamina to solve the world’s energy crisis.
I’ve noticed however, that these kids will run straight for either the cookies or dig around the candy basket until nothing but the yellow starbursts are left. Never have I seen my mom refill the little bowl of jelly beans.
Let me tell you why. They taste like stupid. That’s right, if stupid had a flavor it would be jellybean. If I eat one, nothing in my brain says, “hey, that was good. I want another one.” They feel waxy and some of the flavors are just plain ridiculous. I mean why would anyone eat a jelly bean that is banana, peanut butter, or get this, Jalapeño flavored! Get that out of my face dude.
Next topic, NASCAR.
I am a sports fanatic. I can watch any sport on television that is except for NASCAR. Watching cars go in circles for 500 laps does not seem entertaining unless every lap there is either a giant car crash or a clown that has to dodge the cars for his life. Maybe if NASCAR was just 10 laps and the cars had items they picked up like Mario Kart. I would watch NASCAR if NASCAR had red shells.
Maybe it’s a whole other experience being there and watching it. I’ll put it on my to do list. But until then, get that out of my face dude.
And don’t even get my started on okra or eggplant dishes.
BRUUUAAHHHH
March 13, 2008 – 10:05 am
Its Bhangra season. I can feel it. I can hear it. I’ve been on YouTube all morning watching videos. Check out two of my favorite performances from LBC and Khalsa Junction.
Curry Bear Interview
March 10, 2008 – 7:20 pm
Our good friends at Curry Bear (currybear.com) interviewed us after Philly Fest 2008. Check out the three part interview. Thanks Curry Bear!
Part I
Part II
Part III
Chocolate Rain
March 10, 2008 – 10:36 am
The greatest original song from Tay Zonday. Not only is the performance fantastic, but the lyrics are just incredible.
Baboon Saloon
March 10, 2008 – 10:20 am
I’ve noticed that if you are a remotely attractive female, you will get stared at by guys no matter where you are or what you do. It’s a proven fact.
Indian guys are the worst and I am certain some actually have a genetic disorder when it comes to observing women. Either that, or somewhere along the line somebody in India mated with a barn own, cause some of these fellows just get googly-eyed and glare at girls like they’re wild jungle roosters. Pretty creepy if you ask me.
Might I also add, these are also the same Indian men that will drink too much and fight anything that moves, although I’ve seen a 200 pound drunk Indian man with a goatee and gold chain fight a stop sign. I don’t know who won though. I was laughing too hard.
But so what happens then when you’re dating a girl who is sociable, outgoing, and wants to consistently have dance parties with her girlfriends that happen to be at same places these male gorillas congregate?
Well, there are a few options:
You can lock her up in a cage. Simple and easy solution and the most consistent method of trust in a relationship. You know exactly where she is at any given moment and you don’t have to worry about her freak-dancing a dude with an IQ equivalent to a pile of sedimentary rocks.
Move to
Stop caring. In the end, you must have done something correctly to obtain an attractive girlfriend in the first place right? If this is true, then you can definitely do the same things again to get another attractive girlfriend, if God forbid, she does decide to cheat on you with a male chimpanzee from
I mean when it comes down to it what can you do? You can get jealous but what is that going to prove? It just makes everyone look stupid, especially yourself. All you can really do is hope that your girlfriend is reliable like a Honda civic, take a deep breath, say a prayer, and go with the flow.
So in conclusion, I praise all the girls that don’t put themselves in compromising situations, all six of you. I’ve analyzed the situation and have put myself in your shoes. I didn’t really try on girls shoes, but I totally understand why some of you choose to do some of the things you do and am totally fine with it because in the end, I would do the same thing if I were a hot girl. I would totally make guys buy me stuff I don’t need like cheeseburgers and endangered snow leopards. Nonetheless, I am very thankful I am a guy. I don’t bleed. I don’t have to put on eyelash makeup. I can fart and it can be funny.
God bless
Singin’ in the rain
March 9, 2008 – 7:00 pm
There is nothing better than taking a hot shower. Not only do you get clean, but they are often relaxing and a good way to get your mind restarted. In addition, most of my ideas for these blog posts come while I’m scrubbing axe body spray using my yellow loofa under my armpits.
But the problem I’m having these days is I can’t take long showers. For some reason the hot water in my shower only lasts about two and a half minutes. This means I have to time everything just so I don’t have to be cold.
When I step in the shower, I only have about thirty seconds where I can enjoy the hot water before I have to start working. In the next minute afterwards, I have to finish scrubbing myself because if I have to shampoo, then time is of the essence. I feel like an asian kid solving a rubik’s cube. WORKING FAST!
Anyway, the point of my blog is that I dislike being cold especially when I’m wet. And don’t get me started on wet socks. If my socks get wet I will seriously cause a scene. I absolutely hate that feeling.
That’s about it.
This was a stupid blog post. I’m going back in the shower.