On my bday, Juggi (short for Jaggnathan not Jughead, though the too look very similar) gifted me a doll.
During the party he whispered to me: ‘I found a man for you’. ‘Er…you want me to open my present right now,” I asked. “Yes,” he said. So, we went to Maya’s room and sat on the floor. I pulled apart the wrapping, and eyed my latest acquisiton, rather amused.
It was a doll with chocolate brown skin, clad in a loongi-meets-sarong thingy. He also wore a vest, which sported a marijuana motif. In his left hand he held a joint.
If you pat him on his behind, he begins gyrating (rather obscenely) and belts out a song with the lyrics “I am a love machine”. Sulagna get a kick out of slapping the poor thing’s behind every chance she gets.
Hahahahaha. Trust Juggi. This is so funny!
Happy birthday! And some men function pretty similar…