
Well it’s been a really long time since I wrote a legitimate post so I think I will call this one AN ODE TO ME
What does it look like to live the life of me, well for starters I’m a Christian so being Indian and a Christian (with a Jewish Star of David that looks like a giant vinyl decal on my arm) I get a massive amount of ridicules questions thrown at me constantly.
Here is a sample: Oh is your family Christian? And I say yes. How did that happen? I say well there was this whale and it was beached so my parents went out to rescue it and as my mom pushed this massive 100 foot long 17 story beast back into the water with her bare hands and rolled up pant legs to her knees, my dad climbed up on to its head to look at the blow hole and he saw a little man inside. The man asked for help and said his name was Jonah so my dad being the wise man that he is said hey have a beer man it will make all your troubles go away. Jonah was very thankful and said hey my fair skinned friend (because my dad has really white skin for an Indian guy most people think he’s Portuguese) I hope God blesses you, and my dad thought about that and said to himself I would like God to bless me. Then cracked a beer himself while sitting on the slowly reversing whale when he did he heard a voice from in the can, it was a winning talking can and it said if you follow Jesus I will give you 3 boys and no girls and that’s how we got saved. As a side note the whale was fine and my mom got the key to the city from the mayor which was made of chocolate and we ate it as a family. (quick note I love stupid questions like how did that happen?).
Next question? Is Mandeep your first and last name like Man Deep and I say why yes it is and Parihar is my nick name not my last name and my family we all share the same nick name after our first and middle names. Ok moving on, next will be (and people actually say this) I’m so glad you are here to minister to the Indian people of our community to bridge the gap for us are you excited?. I usually say I’m not really Indian I have the same disease Michael Jackson had but just in reverse my first name is actually Man not Mandeep so I can see how people get confused. (I like naive people) Sometimes I think that I should buy these people helmets so they can walk around and enjoy everyday life pain free. Well that’s my rant because its really late at night and no one actually reads this stuff so I can humor myself as much as I want and I do. You can’t see it but I’m killing my self laughing right now I hope you are to.
Good Night
16 Comments:
So what you are saying is that you're not Jewish??!!
wow now no one is saying that but i should have put that in as one of those types of questions. Because i was born with this on my arm from the test tube (i'm a test tube baby).
You mean you're not ministering to the Indians? AND WHAT THE HECK! You're portugese?
And in reality,
Brown + Star of David + Christian= Man Deep (Parhar).
Have I ever told you that you remind me of white sugar mixed with molasses?
Your a funny guy steve FUNNY LIKE CANCER
Will you and Dave protect me then when I move to little India?
why would you need protection there all really nice people who are upstanding citzens and the crime rate has to be about zero out there:-) (It feels weird to lie on my own b-log and exhilarating at the same time, damn you satan!).
U dont make sence when u write. yet I understand u in some weird sort of way. Thats what happens when u only get 1-4 hours of sleep a night. ie. Go to bed....
ps. ur my little indian
pps..damn u satan? isnt he already damned?
So...you're jewish then?
im jewish....
Maybe I am maybe I'm not who knows!
and negro dave I make perfect sense and you spelled sense wrong.
and we all know that bad spellers suck
whats the matter...still cannot solve the riddle?
It's true. It's stumped me all weekend.
AAARRRGG.
I haven't given up yet though, your riddle won't beat me Dave.
My riddle has beatin all of u and its SOOOOO easy...it sucks not havin smart friends...but keep workin on it.
sorry jamie i win
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