Saturday, October 31, 2009
The CGs .....
For this effervescent deck-hand puberty is still in the distant horizon. Till then, he is sure to be received with great affection, being granted extra glasses of milk, and all the clothes that stopped fitting us 5 years ago. Do not fall for his chiseled accent and austere countenance, he is still juvenile and hence his faults are to be laughed at and excused.
“Let’s get the smile off that face” – well, not gonna happen as this femme fatale laughs her way through the most devious of tasks. An obsessive compulsive dancer herself, she is well versed in the art of making people dance to her tunes – the quintessential examples being two hapless kids and a demure “mechanic” who didn’t know what hit him . Apart from her gift of the gab, her wild flailing hands and lightning expressions give the term “sign language” a whole new dimension.
Our very own Tarzan in search of a Jane (in vain), this dude with a Delhi belly sure packs a punch in his little frame and is known for his disgusting eating habits and eternal love for his maternal wing-mates. Researchers are still banging their head trying to explain the correlation between the huge amounts of work this guy gets done and his sluggish bodily motions and gestures. A strong advocate of the campaign against fear and rupture, this little soldier believes he has expanded his horizons by not only desi but even international chicks snubbing him off.
Coordinators Team
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