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Оглавление“Shaadi hai barbadi, Amar ki hai yeh paaarty!” Meet chuckled.
“You guys aren’t going to keep this whole ‘Be-Single-We’ll-Mingle’ crap running through the night, are you?” Amar was resigned to the fact that they would. He still hoped to inspire some guilt in his friends, in the hope that they’d let him off easy.
“Of course we are,” Meet laughed as he pulled his jacket off.
Prem mimicked his actions, discarding his cardigan, before turning to Amar. Both guys wore ridiculous Cheshire grins on their smug faces.
“You guys made t-shirts! Unbelievable,” Amar muttered.
“We got you one too; put it on, and before you moan, our party, our rules.”
“So first up, we’re stopping by for an elegant soiree with delicate finger foods like masala nuts – you know cause you’re losing yours soon, tandoori wings – cause yours are getting clipped soon, and tangdi kabab – cause you’ll have to shun those for life soon, and to quench your thirst, over a 100 different beers to choose from – you know cause nothing says ‘we care’ like beer,” Meet offered.
