Category Archives: Tatti Drama

Where the lungi is pulled up high, ready for battle and also allowing some cooling of the tenders

I don’t know how many people place much importance to having cool tenders. Especially in a (generally) muggy kind of climate that I find myself in. Which is a pity because there are few things more pleasant than having your … Continue reading

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Where we deserve it. Not like anyone else wanted it, but hey you get what you deserve na?

Hai na? That is true only na? It is. You think there is someone who only answers. Like only only answers. This fucker has never asked a question in his life. Like the very idea of a question does not … Continue reading

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Where the filth is old, like those trees that are being cut down to make way for nothing in particular

I wonder where the oldest dirt in the world can be found. And I don’t mean soil, but like proper dirt dirt. Dirt that was never meant to be there. Dirt that someone had tried so very hard (or perhaps … Continue reading

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Where the pigeons go meow meow, because the world has changed

That would definitely fuck things up. Random changes in the noises that animals make. It would be stranger if the change would be based on proximity. Cows sounding like pigs, pigs sounding like chickens, and chickens sounding like donkeys. There … Continue reading

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Where the questions reign, like torches in a world full of candles

I wonder how self aware candles could be. Are they aware of how much time they have left? Can they look below the flame and see the amount of wax that is left before they melt into nothingness? What are … Continue reading

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Where we are tickled, and not tick-led like some mangy canine

Led by ticks. You know. Dogs. Ticks. The kind that shit and lay eggs in your brains which then affects your neurons and you fall under the control of the tick. Or something like that. I was not paying attention … Continue reading

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Where we are stuck in some sort of bootloop hell, a special space reserved for the true rascals

I really would not wish boot loop hell on the people I hate the most. Well, maybe one or two of those fuckers, but definitely not every single one of them. Even I am not that cruel. May be. May … Continue reading

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