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Heya B.

So tomorrow's Eid day. Again, no excitements whatsoever.

I just watched It's a boy girl thing a while ago, now I am on my face-pack. Writing to you. Correction. Typing to you.

So there's this story in my head, I forgot to tell you before but watching this movie kind of drawn back the memory of it. I've heard it from Nabs and I think it's kinda funny and it's actually happened.Okay on to it now...!

So last semester, you know I stayed outta home for three months, it's a thing in our uni, every student has to do this semester in this uni. So there's this super-attendant guy whom we used to make fun of. He is weirdly  strict about everything. He told us all the rules and all, nobody used to like his boring talks. SO one morning when  Nabs was having breakfast she saw him at another table. Everything was going normal (oh my god, I almost laughed, my face is tightening up with the stuff I put on, I shouldn't laugh) absolutely normal just until she saw him staring down his table. So she followed his stare and guess what she saw under the table...boner. (the table clothe was short enough and everything was visible). Yes there's no other way to explain this. She pretended as she didn't see anything. And he then stared up, turned his head left and right wondering if anybody saw that little mountain above his pants, and Then he stood up in a quick motion, took his plate and walked straight up to the kitchen counter uncomfortably, legs a little spread....


I shouldn't laugh. I shouldn't. It's just how Nabs has told me the story, she never compromises the details..I always fail to keep it real and funny. It's just that we never pictured him having a. He is so formal around us. So in his normal boring character. And I feel sorry for Nabs to witness this. She must have been horrified whenever after she saw his face, nothing was the same after that little incident.


I just can't believe even while having breakfast guys could experience a boner. I mean.Thank god I don't have a dick. Dicks are weird.

 Anyway, I hope I had entertained you with this anecdote.

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