Page 117 - You Only Live Once [BooksLD]
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Am I still misogynistic?
Some woman in the crowd asks, ‘What’s the scale?’
Hahaha. So it’s a basic scale of 1 to 10.
10 has Chris Hemsworth. That chiseled body. But only as Thor.
Otherwise he is a 9. Same with Ryan Reynolds. He is 10 as himself but 11 as
Deadpool.
Cause Deadpool rules.
9 are superstars, footballers, and such.
8 are other actors like SRK and Tom Cruise.
7 are sub-standard stars and place holder.
5 is me, between dumb guy in chemistry and Zakir.
No body gives a fuck about the 2s and 3s. These are the Rameshs and the
Jerrys in your life.
1 are special people. One are like... not Jerrys. They are different. One
are like...
Like 1 is MJ. The Michael Jackson. I know! Great music, but child
molester. Great music though. Thriller was a bomb. But do you want to be
that person who fucks Michael fucking Jackson and then steals his nose.
Hahaha. It’s like, that man is made of Papier-mâché. I really believe
there is an MJ sex tape somewhere, but instead of a sex tape it turned into a
jigsaw puzzle after one passionate thrust.
He enacts what he says. The entire club is filled with laughter, noise, and
chatter. This has been Aarav’s best performance so far! I make my way
through the over-enthusiastic crowd by slightly pushing each one that
comes in my way.
‘I am sorry about the other day, but I always knew you would perform
this well one day!’ I say to him.
‘I owe my life to you, Uncle Ricky. Thank you,’ he laughs and cries at
the same time.
‘When you make your own path, it is not an easy journey. You will most
likely suffer. You will fail many times. But trust me, there will also be
moments when you will shed tears of sheer happiness. And that’s not only
an extraordinary feeling but a rare one too.’
‘This is just the beginning!’