I`m studying in Don Bosco College and we share the premises with the Don Bosco all boys school. That's why I have lots of time to observe the behaviour of the male animal. They are a mighty weird species when they are young. At times they do grow up to be human, but most grow up with some issue or the other.
Anyway, yesterday I saw a group of boys with their hair oiled till I felt I could see it dripping down.(oh and they try to pass it off as gel). Just add a little heat to their heads and you could very easily be able to fry omelets. Then there is the limp they all seemed to have. (again they try to pass it off as style). I find it hard to believe that all their left legs are shorter than their right (I`m sure that it wasn`t a requirement when they were admitted!)I have this irresistible urge to add a little height to the sole of one of their shoes just to see them topple when they can`t balance.
So you get why I call them animals they can`t walk, dress or even talk properly(these weird noises they use for the english language). Some of them pass this stage if they have any good influence in their life (Now if only they had me) and the others just lead a very sad, pathetic and disillusioned life.
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