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kerble wrote:haha Indian weddings are the best. these are from my brother's:
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w/My uncle, Hussein, and my friends, Riaz and Asad in back


Christ Faiz, you look the business there. Next time I will also go for the simple black and white. When I went shopping for wedding clobber I got distracted by the glitter in Fab India.

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except that my vanity prevents me, as I appear in the photos to have eaten a sweetshop.


yeah, pretty much


The diet over such occasions does make sense of wearing these:

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Man, I had big hair to go with the big trousers...

My cunning-as-a-fox strategy to start slimming during the final evening of ceremony was to ignore the main course and just have desert. Though perhaps a plate of gulab jamuns could be construed as excessive.

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By fuck they were good though.
Gib Opi kein Opium, denn Opium bringt Opi um!

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Gulab jamuns (or "jambly joobilies" as they came to be called after a particularly good and particularly drunken Indian lunch) are my nemesis at the Indian buffet. I'll stuff myself to the point of being sick on all the delicious main courses and then I'll spy those things. I know there's no room in there. I know I'm already stuffed like a tick. But...I...must...eat...jambly joobilies...
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I never used to like them until I ate one that had been in the microwave two minutes earlier. It had reached the perfect temperature and consistency and had turned into sugary heroin.

A minute and a half in the microwave and a minute or two standing is the perfect preparation for this fat knacker. My god and I wonder why a friend once described me as having the tastes of a five year old.

Stuffs face with Haribou.
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