No, no. I never had any truck with my grandma's unreconstructed views. She was a lot of a ****, frankly.Originally Posted by Peter
I think we are starting to get to the root of your issues here
Manish, on the other hand, was a mensch. One day we were rough-housing when he jumped off a school cupboard and landed squarely on my bóllocks. I was furious, but that afternoon after school he turned up at my front door with a bar of Turkish Delight by way of an apology and asked if I'd still be his best friend.
Great bunch of lads, the Indians.
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