Aargh Aargh Pott Hill and his ilk....

Once upon a time in a small clean hut on a hill of saboodana vadas a little manoos was born to Mr. and Mrs. Pott Hill.Little Aargh Aargh had no penis and had a small pair of balls which hung like apologetic limboos. With this handicap the young lad grew into a squat ugly fuck who thought that it was normal to squirt lemon juice every time he watched the local tamaasha.
His hatred for women and men with penises grew and he vowed to get even with the world.Aargh aargh studied the local literature and imbibed the vibe of the motherland till he soiled his pants regularly. He was the state record holder for the number of puran polis he could stuff up his arse.Filled with the local snack he would longingly watch his neighbour Mughda play with herself and felt his lil balls vibrate. One day he though to himself I must scissor her....Later in jail for trying to scissor his neighbour Aargh decided enough was enough.
He bought himself a slingshot, a pair of khaki shorts and set of to Bombay where lo behold he found a set of people in his image. Over steaming cups of tea the dip shit from the heartland vowed to turn the seedy metropolis into the spitting image of his home town Bhyenchothnagar. In time the young idealist became a powerful man oos only aim was to make Bombay a clean city where people could not party, have fun,fuck,attend rock concerts,drink alcohol,smoke etc.He wanted to introduce people to the joys of kho kho, mallakhamb,scissoring,puran poli arse stuffing galas,and other such manhoos pleasures. He now wore virginal white and lingerie from Kaustubh Nalawde exclusively. He shut down bars and scissored bar girls till he was blue in the face, he was the MAN....
Then one night in November a group of men from Valhalla arrived in Bombay in boats of rubber. They shot my brothers in the streets,in hotels, railway stations and maimed my city in the most cruel and barbaric way possible.Bombay was grey for 62 hours and will be hostage for a great deal longer.
The aftermath saw television plead for public anger,host shows with famous celebrities spewing venom and a plethora of ideas for improving civic management.Simi,Shobha,Suhel and many such esses with tears in their eyes and active dildos in their pants waxed eloquent on how outraged they were.
Aha aha where the fuck was Aargh aargh? There he was with a wedgie hiding with his security all around him and telling a channel how shit happens and lets forget all this, its the norm in a big city.He heard that the villains wanted 5000 of my brothers dead and hey whats the big deal we stopped them well short.Lets scissor he said scratching his balls and looking longingly at his well hung bodyguard.Hey Vilarse he shouted is`nt that your gay son with Ram Gopal Verma? What the fuck are they doing on the ground floor of the Taj. The rooms on the 2nd floor are fine let them scissor away thats the only way we can tide this over free love...
ARE WE GOING TO HAVE THIS SHIT LACED SONS OF BITCHES,THESE ANTI SECULAR BASTARDS RULE? Do we see no matter how stupidly I have written this its almost 100% true?Please donate a strand of your pubic hair at strategic drop boxes so I can make this braided garland for Aargh Aargh Pott Hill and reward him for his caring behaviour.
Jai Hind
Floyd Fernandes