*EDGING GOD OUT*

Im trying to take a break from my usual ramblings,SO people read this and take a dig at me!!

The topic I have chosen today is *EGO*

I think all of us ought to have one…
It’s a Human thing and one has to have it to survive in this world….
Last week I was telling a friend that I have always been a huge admirer of my own work; I’m one of the funniest and most entertaining writers I know.
She called me a Egotist. That’s so unfair!!!
I think my judgment is good. I know what is funny…..

My Ego is going to apply for statehood. And if it's accepted, it will be the fifth largest…

I was Sipping my thrid Round of Scotch whiskey,it was a pretty dull evening Until Gavina and Neville walked in.....
Gavin the typical scot with an Amazing Sense of Humor and Neville,the Stiff upper lipped Brit,Everythime they got together ,

ENTERTAINMENT WAS ASSURED!!!

It Started as usual with Neville Saying

"Get me a Bushmills,and keep the Scotch Away from me!"
Neville was a True Brit who drank Irish whisky,and Swore by it!!

Gavina finally switched her mobile fone off,but i was sure she heard what Nev had said,and i was already gettin ready to aribitrate...

"Get me a scotch,NEAT,and leave the bottle here" She said,

It was not like her to ignore Nev's comment... and voila!!!
It came out like a cork outta a champagne bottle.."the Only think good about England is the SCOTCH "she said....

And it was time and i had to MOVE in and change the topic,before there was a fist fight between the scots and the British Blokes there....

I turned to Gavs,she was the Fiery one and i had to cool her down.

"What did ya have for Breakfast Gavs?"I asked her.

"Oats!!" She replied with a smile,And blv me,she had the most beautiful smile i have ever seen,

Nevy was on a roll and he looked Gavs and said "Oats?? you had Oats for Breakfast?thats what we feed Horses Back In England" he said with a wry smile on His stupid face!!

and my fiery friend was not going to let go,

She Gulped her SCOTCH "Yes Neville,No wonder Britian has the best Horses and Scotland the best brains".. and you dont wanna say that in bar filled with MAD British Soccer fans...

My mind was racing when 20 Blokes who looked like mammoths turned around,

A man's gotta do what man's gotta do, i said "Cheque Please!!!"....

In the Convoluted armory of human emotions, culpability is like a small Pistol,

Firing against Patten tanks… its jus a million times too small…

When guilt Surfaces, its not like we welcome it with a red carpet and Christmas trees,

Its Like having Santa AT Satan’s party on Christmas Eve….

I hope Santa doesn’t do that… NOT ON X’MAS EVE ATLEAST!!!

;)