Gym Class


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The locker room smells nasty,
And my gym shoes smell like feet.
My socks smell like they’re made of cheese
Or spoiled rotten meat. The toilets are all backed up,
And the floors are soaking wet.
The stench around the benches
Is from everybody’s sweat. The shower stalls are moldy.
All the uniforms are stiff.
The air reeks of deodorant;
I dare you—take a whiff! I’m not the smartest person,
But I know this much is true:
Instead of calling it P.E.
It should be called P.U.

-Neal Levin

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APNA AASMAN HOGA

अरूजे कामयाबी पर कभी तो हिन्दुस्तां

Deer And Beer

Look at that deer

Man I am craving a beer

He has a nice rack

It is enough

Papa All Izz Well !!! ^_^

All Iz Well Remix -

Jab Question Paper Ho Out Of Control

Answer Sheet Ko Kar

ab dost bahut yaad ate hai

मैं यादों का पिटारा खोलू तो, कुछ दोस्

Tum hara nidnay hi tey karta hai

Bahut se log keahte hai ki hum,

Karmo ke adhin hai ,kuchh kehtae hai 

Ki hum

bade dino baad mile pata hi nahi chala

 

बड़े दिनों बाद, आँखों में हम एक द

Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond

somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond

any experience, your eyes have their silen

Jealous Love

Hands starting to sweat.

Next thing you know, your palms are wet.

It gets harder

Why You're My Friend

You are mine until the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

I Fell In Love With My Best Friend

We were best friends.

Now we're even more.

You don't know how much.

of yo

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