It’s come to my attention that in India, some of the men get so lustful after their women that in their attempts to remove their clothing and have sex, they completely destroy the ladies’ traditional garments. This is quite alright with the ladies who put up no opposition, because apparently in India, love means never having to save your sari.
[Edited by Eutychus55 on 05-01-2001 at 03:44 PM]
You’re first up against the wall when the revolution comes.
Are you my dad?
If you’re not, take comfort in knowing one person would truly appreciate your pun.
Say it. Say you’re sari you were sarong.
DIE EUTY DIE!
so you’re saying their clothes have bindhi stroyed?
now I’m going to hell too.
I’ve also heard it used to be Indian ritual to eat bread with one’s spouse after the marriage is consummated. But modern Indians are having nan of that.
…meanwhile, back at the ranch, Grannie and Ellie were busy beating off the Indians, but they just kept cumming and cumming!
I was hoping to take the high road, but it seems I’ve Gandhi other route.
Friend of mine had a collision with a lorry carrying readymade Indian takeaway meals.
He was unmarked but was unconscious, took the medics a whole week to figure that he was in a Korma.
I figured someone had to try to mendhi fences around here, so it might as well be me. Remember folks don’t use puns to curry favor here.
groan
What I said in that other thread? Nevermind. Except that evil part. You are evil.
Very, very evil.
Hey, I just got back from the food court at the mall. They opened up a New Delhi.
The maharajah of an Indian Province issued a royal decree. He ordered that no one was to kill any wild animals while he was the country’s leader. The decree was honored until there were so many Bengal Tigers running loose that the people revolted and threw the maharajah from power. This is the first known instance of the reign being called on account of the game.
shakes head
::puts another check next to Euty’s name on the “People to Enslave” list::
:: sighs deeply ::
Euty, if I hadn’t read “Scotty the Horny Sailor” before reading this thread, I’d be most displeased with you 
Thanks, Euty, I do think that was just enough to send my SO over the edge. I’ll curry along now.
There were two ships crossing the pacific. One carrying blue paint from Singapore to Los Angeles, and the other carrying red dyes from America to India. Somewhere in the middle of the ocean, the two ships met abruptly. The ships were lost to the sea and the crews of both are believed to be marooned.
Damn, Euty! First the brilliance of “Scott the Horny Sailor” . . . then this! One step forward . . . two steps back. 
Heheh…
Don’t listen to them Euty…This was gold, pure gold.
So put the criticism be Hindu, 'cuz Ganges, that was good.
I Vishnu’d do more like it.