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Rabbit Seasoning

I got hold of an old Looney Tune video called “Rabbit Seasoning”. I couldn’t stop laughing after I saw it, although Bugs left me confused after his stretches of clever words. I had to watch it several times to understand and compile these dialogues from the video.

Bugs Bunny [to Elmer Fudd]: Wouldja like to shoot me now or wait till ya get home?
Daffy Duck: Shoot him now! Shoot him now!
Bugs [to Daffy]: You keep outta this! He doesn’t hafta shoot you now.
Daffy : He doeth tho have to shoot me now! (with a “Th” for “s”)
[to Elmer] I demand that you shoot me now!

Elmer points his gun at Daffy. As Daffy sticks his tongue out at Bugs, BANG!

Daffy : Let’th run through that again.
Bugs : Ok.
[indifferent tone] Wouldja like to shoot me now or wait till ya get home?
Daffy : [indifferent tone] Shoot him now! Shoot him now!
Bugs : You keep outta this! He doesn’t hafta shoot you now.
Daffy : [excited] Ha! That’th it! HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!
[to us] Pronoun trouble.
[to Bugs] It’th not “He doethn’t have to shoot [pointing to Bugs] YOU now”.
It’th “He doethn’t have to shoot
[pointing to himself] ME now.”
Well, I thay he DOETH have to shoot me now!
[to Elmer] Tho shoot me now!

BANG!

Bugs : Yes?
Daffy : Oh, no you don’t. Not again. Thorry. Thith time we’ll try it from the other end.
[to Elmer] Look, you’re a hunter, right?
Elmer : Wight.
Daffy : And thith ith Rabbit Theathon, right?
Elmer : Wight.
Bugs [pointing at Daffy]: And if he was a rabbit, what would you do?
Daffy : Yeah, if you’re tho thmart, if I wath a rabbit, what would you do?
Elmer : Well, I’d…

Points his rifle at Daffy

Daffy : Not again!

BANG!


Daffy : Ha ha. Very funny. Ha ha ha.

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Daffy : Now ith your chance, Hawkeye. Shoot him! Shoot him!
Bugs : He’s got me dead to rights, doc. Wouldja like to shoot me now or wait till ya get home?
Daffy : Oh no you don’t. Not thith time!
[to Elmer] Wait until you get home!


And as porky pig says: Tha..Tha…Tha…Tha….That’s all folks!



I live…

to push those Saint-Gobain ‘pull’ doors…and to pull the ‘push’ doors…and to bang my head into the automatic doors. Actually, when it’s not intentional, i just suffer from mental inactivity…and by the time i figure out if i should pull or push the door, or whether there is a door at all there, some nice chap will have opened it somehow and walked in…or out…or whichever…DAMN!

I added automatic doors to the list today. It happened that I was talking on my cellphone when I reached the door. Whether I thought the door might open before I cross it or forgot to notice the door (automatic or not!), I banged headfirst into the door. Not that it was malfunctioning. It just was a little sluggish for my walk. Result: Nothing happened to the glass; thankfully the impact was not huge. A whole lot of things happened to me. A couple of girls chuckled at me, covering their mouths. I became the scapegoat at office.

Why does this happen to me? Why me, “of all people”? I guess this question is irrelevant! I don’t want an answer to this question because I believe…
I believe that everything happens for a reason: from the problems I have in office, to the embarrassments I had had because I was careless enough to disclose my personal life to somebody, and even the tiny itch I’m feeling right now. Every littlest thing has a reason for its occurance. Perhaps I haven’t found or figured out the reasons, but I think I get an inkling.

This is what I am. I can do only one job at a time. No multitasking possible, although the one-job-at-a-time will be done considerably faster. If I talk to someone when I’m roasting a Dosa, I will talk on end to get the charred remains of what might have been delicious food otherwise.

Sigh…Somehow I wish I had a time-turner…To go back just one day…and I would choose to live it all over again…just so I don’t have to step into the threshold of today…err…not because it was my slackest day

Or is my wish right? I could very well add this tinge of lessons to my future rather than delving deep into my past and mortifying myself.

Then why don’t I do it? Words are easier than deeds!! God save me!!

Arrgh! Not another Credit Card Call

Couldn’t help remembering this funny incident while I was in Infosys Bangalore. The trigger for this is Sanju Baba’s blog about Credit Cards.

I was going down the elevator in my office when the elevator phone began to ring.
I picked it up.

Anonymous: Sir, I’m calling from ICICI Bank. Do you have an ICICI credit card?

Me: (What the hell?) Ma’am, do you know which place is this?

Anonymous (With a doubtful tone): Why? It’s Infosys,isn’t it?

Me: You’re absolutely right. But the problem is that you have called up into a lift.

Anonymous: *Beep* *Beep* (Means, she hung up without much ado)