As ever, excellent piece. Did your wife, or your mother, make you write it? What dirt did they discover that put you into the compromising position?
I met an IITian a few months ago. Just a mess of a man. Barely a man at all. He stalked me for a month, until I finally told him I was going to start billing him for my counsel, which he found fascinating, but had to intent to follow.
As ever, excellent piece. Did your wife, or your mother, make you write it? What dirt did they discover that put you into the compromising position?
I met an IITian a few months ago. Just a mess of a man. Barely a man at all. He stalked me for a month, until I finally told him I was going to start billing him for my counsel, which he found fascinating, but had to intent to follow.
If it was coerced by my mamma, wouldn't I claim I studied very hard?
idk. that's above my pay grade, comrade brother. i'm just a stupid writer.
different women wield different carrots, different sticks. who knows what makes a madman sing?