“I’m washing sh*t off my boots,” I said, squeamishly as my fingers were in the grooves of the boots where water by itself couldn’t get the stuff off.
He nodded and said, “I smelled something in the car.” I guess that explained it…
- Day 14: “NO ONE GOES HERE”
- Day 15: THE JOG-UNCHALLI DILEMMA
- Day 16: “KERALA IS DEFINITELY NOT KARNATAKA!”