The pub was dark yet cozy.
There was a lad there who was trying to act funny.
He thought I didn't speak English,
I told him, "From miles away I could smell your bullshit."
"We Indians speak better English than you firangs,
even if we don't know our own mother tongue!"
It was enough to piss him off,
I hit him hard using only my words.
Andy and Michele were quite proud,
I told them, "Let's go before that turns into a frown."
The next day Andy showed me...