adventures of aleyandro and dmitri

10 30 pm : Aleyandro and dmitri on a ducati blackbird B-12- Aleyandro driving and Dmitri pillion- aleyandro is singing a Rihanna song 'good girl gone bad'.. Dmitri's eyes are glazed..he has just joined the league of transformers (dmitri's transforms to a doormat!). They are heading for 'the subway' where aleyandro has formed powerful allies in his attempt to subjugate the sandwich eating realm of humanity.

Aleyandro (smtimes also known as haani salaam or salaami paan) : "easy for a good girl to go bad..eating lettuce with dim sums is a diet fad"

Dmitri: fuck you ho

Aleyandro: well you're alredy do-eeng that. would you be a mind a.. getting baaaack a leetle beet..your caaack is alrezy puzzing againzt me arse...bollocks u sodden faggot! (aleyandro recently realised that he is part british, part jordanian, part footlong with extra mayo and double helpings of cheese)

Dmitri: man im the ghostface killah..are you ready fer some mean pain. (dmitri was a delhi bred russian wanabe growing up on a lot of hip-haap. He had recently begun signing his name as 'Nelly')

Aleyandro: Ji karda bai ji karda..shut up and drive...drive..drive ( Sardar ji roots+ rihanna. Our mate aleyandro is a very rooted person)

At this point they passed an open air ambulance which was speeding a hyper ventilating patient to a nearby hospital. the guy caught a few snatches of their conversations and died of cardiac arrest. But that is useless information anyways coz he was the cook in aleyandro and dmitri's mess and cooked awful strawberry treacle tart in the main course and barley porridge for dessert.

Dmitri: man im gonna bang that haat mama Trnity (the leather clad nun from th da vinci code..or was it the matrix!)

Aleyandro: she be kikin yer arse motha.. faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaacccccccccccccckkkkkk!

Aleyandro screamed suddenly as he saw a butterfly in his path. they were on a collision course with a butterfly. With the speed they were going complete anhilliation was inevitable.

{arrival of Anya- that haat beautiful russian cheek who makes the tuna in yer tuna sub do a cartwheel with a mere look..and makes you wish you were a little platypus whom she would take as a pet}

Anya was an expert and skilful gymnast who had learnt everything from watching stock footage of micheal phelps (real name mikhail pheliphyl neochowsky). She did a graceful manouver, which is insescribable in words, maybe a few gurgling sounds can do the trick.

Try and understand:

gugg..glugg gulugg glugg..grrr..gugle..gugg gugg.

there. Now the ducati blackbird had an unexpected but welcome new driver. Anya took control of the bike and manouvered it past the butterfly who gave a startled look towards the oncoming racket and realised its gonna crap the hell outta her. She would ve shat in her pants if she wore any. But she just let out a small whimper and fluttered her wings
(trivia: when this footage was viewed later on scientists found out that this was what had triggered of 'the butterfly effect'. Poor ashton kutcher gaat fucked coz of this 10 45 pm aleyandric catastrophe.)

10 50pm:

Anya, aleyandro and dmitri were standing outside subway. if someone would ve looked carefully they would ve found a puddle near dmitri's left foot(that was coz he was drooling) .

what happenned with the bike and the butterfly, we shall never know..because its more suspenseful that ways. and more importantly, the narrator had to chat with the viper.

But be warned mortal one..aeyandro and dmitri shall return!!