Ironman And A Crush
Remember when I watched Ironman a couple of years ago and developed major bouts of likeness levels for Robert Downey Jr? Maybe not. Well, the same happened last night too.
Radical movie, I loved it. Can a guy BE any cooler? I kept telling my aunt that I’d make the new little baby Moksh listen to Highway To Hell all night long and turn him into a funky little kid. I think I’m going to go buy an ironman suit for him now. I bet he’ll think I’m deranged when he turns sixteen and understands the complexity of the situation.
The three of us sauntered around Bandra and Carter Road yesterday and since we didn’t find anyone decent enough to stalk, we just got back home. And the entire ride back, I was feeling like puking out that disgusting pink donut from Mad Over Donuts. Yuck, yuck, yuck.
I tripped a billion times yesterday. I think I bruised something inside too. Maaaaan. 😐
Next time, I’ll stick to the Original Sin.
x EdgyShark x