And here we were expecting the Big Family Polter Blowup to come from the wife hunt, not from poor, unsuspecting Brother of Polter. I suspect the wife hunt will kick into high gear to save you from the she-devils who are looking for other unsuspecting good Indian boys to corrupt.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Nobody tell Ryan he doesn't work. He's too little and it will freak him out.
Heh, Ryan should be the poster boy of "Mixing! It leads to good things!"
Whites with whites, blacks with blacks, Asians with Asians, Indians with Indians. "Mixing doesn't work."
OH HAI!
Indians with Indians.
So Punjabi would be OK now?
Oh, of course that wouldn't work either. Only Gujarati women whose families are within a certain radius and come from a certain income level and belong to a certain caste will work, of course.
Whites with whites, blacks with blacks, Asians with Asians, Indians with Indians. "Mixing doesn't work."
Actually, thinking about it for a second: I have Hungarian, Polish, English, Lebanese, Israeli and German blood in me - and that's just up to the grandfathers' generation. One more up and there are countries which don't even exist today.
Mixing rocks.
Our family holiday dinners are a mini United Nations (well only a few countries are represented). A huge number of the boys' friends are mixed race. Life in the big city I guess. I'm grateful that they know no other way.
Mixing rocks.
Anyone else just have a Willow moment?
(Mix rocks? Why would anyone want to - oh.)
P-C's stories keep reminding me of this Georgia case [link] in which an Indian father was convicted of hiring a hit on his black daughter-in-law.
Mixing rocks.
No! No mixing rocks! Sedimentary rocks with sedimentary rocks. Volcanic rocks with volcanic rocks. Metamorphic with metamorphic!