So if i don't complain that doesn't mean you got the right to direct your shit towards me.
I'll tell you i am not a pressure cooker but with such huge intakes of bull shit i wish i might become one so that at one point i ll explode, with no blame on my head.
There are strange people with whom you feel uncomfortable while conversing, there are odd people with whom you can't keep up and then there is 'P' with whom neither you want to feel comfortable nor you want to keep up. But P is a unique mixed breed, he does not understand that people with whom he is sharing his gyan would rather go to hell in order to avoid him. But what a pity p won't let them live even in hell and would grind you till the extent you start asslicking like him.
Oh man i can go on and on writing words of praise but such is the aura of P that even his mere mention puts me to sleep. I sit here in the middle of the day yawning and irritated just because i choose to write about P.
PS: I have used 'P''s character as a male just out of convenience, however P could either male or female, on second thoughts P could be of the third category as well.