A Dark Patch

Halawalla Everyone!

I, obviously, am not sheikhu. I am the dark prince who posseses more souls than you can see at the bengali town on Electra.

"I am Patch"

Anyways, right now, the lord has just faxed me a new commandment:
"Feed your enemies with Indian sweets at caesar's"

and I knew just what the lord meant. I mean it is literally the best gift you can give to your foes. Balli and me went to Caesar's yesterday and after a rather early retirement from their oh-so-heavenly savouries we decided to test the indian sweets. Here's a blow-by-blow review (and I'll use a scale from 1 to 5 here):

1- "Barfi": -1/5
POWDERED MILK?

2- "Coconut Barfi": -2/5
A scrap of coconut that could've easily been mistaken for a fingernail.

3- "Laddu": -10,000,000/5
This is probably what sand tastes like

4- "Kaaju (Cashew) Barfi" : -10,000,000,000/5
I admit my benchmarks for this one are a bit higher as I am sensitive about the celestial Cashew's reputation. However, its sheer absence and , again, POWDERED MILK....arrest the baker I say!

So why shouldn't we all go and bomb caesar's? Well, because they still make the best chicken quiche and mini-pizza in the whole city. 10,000,000,000,000 points for that. Another billion for the cakes.

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England just got its worst defeat in 11 years. Kamran Akmal made a 109. Afridi's back. This is what happens when you ban an Asian, that too a Pathan.