Aye, that was a scene out of Hati Meri Saati or wot? The interviewer never asked what ole Mallyie had for breakfast? Or perhaps one of his security detail is hiding in his shirt! Wow, Candolim must be a dangerous place......to go out with security like that...sheee meeeen!
Maaso raao re..my young heart is going chak-chaak, chak-chaak.....I thought the gushing interviewer was the centre of display......aye baagwan, the way she swayed, I was on the edge of my antique baank waiting for some body-parts to fly off my little screen? Can you imagine what would happen if she came visiting my pad at the north-side Bina beech? Open air kitchen, then the bed-room-cum-living room-cum-dining room-cum-salon? Ofcourse, being Bain, the clothing-optional and she wouldn't have to take those tik-tok-tik-tok mooche off! On the other hand, she may have been better off with just the shoes don't you agree? Pardon me, my kaashti came loose.........it must be the buzzing helicopter. . My Uudpi-side relative, the late Vit-tal would roll in his abode if he had an inkling to this casa......he built his wealth without owning an office can you imagine.....nice move for an accountant no? (Vittale-pronounced avec le drag en francais is the late paai of the mootelo in the clip). Say Irmao Fred, there arn't many coconut trees growing on the property ya? Or else we could parachute in for an over-night ra*d; with the price of coconuts these days! Lastly, you'd be mortified to know ole Mallyie speaks Concani, and very fluently (and no, not only to his aides and staff but socially)! On Fri, Aug 15, 2008 at 8:03 AM, Frederick [FN] Noronha * फ्रेडरिक नोरोन्या <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > r, et al, see this... > Quite an obscene display of ostentiousness (aka "providing employment"): >