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MrGhost goes to Work, Part 4; Yellow socks...

[update] [-] This series is about my misadventures in the big bad world of working and making money to by me enough twiggies for lunch everyday.
[-] By the way, for the first question, the thing is I'm already working, and am still completing my MSc, so when the person asks what am I going to do after I graduate...That should mean trouble...

Hye all,

[1] On the way to work today, I saw a man wearing yellow socks, and someone in office asked me what am I going to do after I graduate. Are these events related?

[2] How many editors does it take to change a light bulb?

[3] Does Oprah makes you cry?

[4] Which is the best day of the midweek?;
(a) Tuesday (b) Wednesday

[5] Is Koffee with Karan growing 'stupider' by the week?
(a) Yes (b) No (c) I just watch it for the Chicks...


visithra said…
editors - none - they'll be editing who has to do it ;p

aww i love opra but she doesnt make me cry


lol u nother kwk fan? tsh tsh boys boys
[1] As long as you don't wear yellow socks, I'd say not.

[2] 2?

[3] Some of the stories, but lets keep that between us.

[4] Wednesday sucks.

[5] Never seen it.
Jeevan said…
another program is going to come in Star VijayTV, Koffee with Surji(sujithra). wearing yellow socks!
1. yes they are
2. 23 editors
3. oh! i sob when i see that show
4. nope! it has reached that limit..
hey! jus kidding man! what is this all about
1. Yes these event are related as it has YOU in common.

2.None, they get it done by someone else!

3. Don't follow it very closely but her shows ar eintense, nothing has made me cry.

4. Wednesday always!

5. No idea. Saw it when was in India and kind of liked the little glamour and fun. It maybe getting stupider.

What's with these question??Intesesting ones. Are they related?? :)
Ramya said…
I better sit n spectate the answers!! :o)

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