Pelvic Thrust.

"Damn I hate Bollywood - why do they always have to make us go in circles. It was so good back in Russia."

"But you get more care and attention here - man I love it when they ogle at us"

"Hmmmm, that's true but it sure is hard work here."

"Yeah, and I had this stupid ding dong song all day."

"Mine was a nice slow one today but still it is paining from yesterday's thing."

"Diwali sure was hard work for us sister."

"So was Holi. O they have a lot of festivals here. But aren't we underpaid here? Can't just live on attention."

"Sure thing, I miss them unions. I sure miss USSR."

**Pelvis 7 speaking to Pelvis 23

Pack them well!

"Ladies, Gentlemen and Numbers - Please be seated and please be calm. This is a small announcement, not so important, but an announcement nevertheless. We the card-makers association of the world, have decided, that from the coming batch of playing cards, plastic and paper both, there will be a slight change in the order in which, the cards will be packed. From the next batch onwards, the order of packing will be Jack - King - Queen instead of Jack - Queen - King."

"Preposterous", the first one to reply was the Queen of Spades, the Black Maria. "You say that this is a small thing. I have been sleeping between the Jack and the Queen. Now, I the Queen of Spades, has to sleep next to the Ass of the Clubs. This is ridiculous."

"Well, Her Majesty, it is actually the Ace of Clubs, not Ass."

"Ass-arse-ace, does that really make a difference? There has been one or two occasions of faulty packs where I had to sleep with the Arse of the Clubs. Where is sleeping between the Jack and the King and where is sleeping with an Arse, that too of a different class?"

"And who will be sleeping next to me?", that was the Queen of Diamonds, the last in the order. 

"Depending on the region, HM, it could be the Card of Guarantee, or the Joker, or The Blank Card."

"In your dreams, the Joker? How dare? Or the card of guarantee? The Blank? How dare you?"

The numbers were getting uneasy and bored. And after all they were not affected at all by the change. The lucky ones were the Aces, they were getting to sleep next to (or with, depends on how you look) with the Queens of the neighboring realm, except the Ace of Spades of course. There were issues popping up here and there, but it was a done deal. 

"Let's get these pansies off the hall, there is another important announcement the chess makers have to make regarding the length of the cross on the King's head."

Scrabble.

"Well, that's how and why the God made porn."

"Hmmm…God made porn? God made men and women. And they can have sex. Grow up He-man, you are too old for porn now. Go get laid."

"No, see porn is not for kids. Scrabble is for kids, but porn, definitely not for kids. And FRUMMY is not even a word. So cut that out."

"Well, if FRUMM is a word, so is FRUMMY."

"Yet again my point, what is the oldest story you have heard - Of Adam and Eve doing it. See all naked all the time, apples, snakes et al. All props, all pornography if you ask me. No offense to any one lady, but that is so. Even Hindu Gods did it, do it - depending on how you look at it. So porn is divine."

"See the point is that watching porn is ok, or in your case, was ok. Don't you ever feel the need to get out and wanna be real. Like if you want the girls out of the tube?"

"Well, as a matter of fact I do. Most of the time, when I watch them after I smoke, you know, I want them out of the tube. It's funny you even knew that."

"No, you are not getting the point here. That's not what I meant. Forget it - Well what's the point? And GRAFFITIT is definitely not english."

Fly Me High!

"But darling fairies are only in the stories. No dear, you can't fly. Come on sweetie, now please get out of that costume, will you?"

"No! No! No! I am the little pink fairy. I even have a wand. You can't remove my wings. I have to fly."

"Oh! Please, dearie. Don't be so difficult."

"No! No! No! No! No!"

"Enough! That's enough tantrum! March to your room. I shall give you five minutes before I come there. And, I don't want to see any of those stupid wings again."

"I can fly; all fairies fly! I am going to fly high out of these windows."

Butterflies.

"Wow! How long since we last saw a butterfly. And now look at them come at such large numbers. Look, this one is huge and red and blue and what the hell. Mosquitos! Mosquitos! Alarm Alarm, We are under attack."

Underwear.

"Underwear! Underwear! Underwear! That's all he cares about. Every single day he comes in with yet another load of underwear. When I say underwear don't think of them as those sexy kinky lingerie. I mean all those fat bloody men's underwear, you know." the furious lady said. "So you don't ask him about this, I mean about this kind of underwear shopping spree? the man who can be a police detective asked. "Of course I do, but that didn't work the last 11 years, did it?" "And he wears them all?" asked his companion. "Well, I am not sure. I don't think so. But, I'm not sure, see I haven't seen him in his underwear." "You haven't seen huh?" "Well see we, we don't have sex; never had sex. See I'm a lesbian and he is gay. Our's was a marriage of convenience." Cut back to a flea market where we see a man searching for something. Cut back to an younger looking version of the same man, much younger. We see him being almost strangled by a Sadhu. And he whispers hoarsely in our man's ear -  "An underwear, only an underwear can save you. Make sure that you have it with you when you need it." Our man, our man needs proof and he demands it. The Sadhu gave it - he gave him the colour of the underwear he was wearing. And also the colours of the one's he had been wearing for the last one week. 

What's Up Doc?

The man in the television was saying, "Who said the bunnies were funny? I, for one thing, always hated them. If it was for me, I would have caught every single one of them and skinned them alive. If I didn't have to clean their innards, I would have roasted them alive and ..." The one with the red badge and an eyepatch flicked the television off. He turned around and said, "This is the one guy I was talking about. He goes around half the world talking about skinning us and roasting us alive. We have to find him and find him we will. You, my fellow bunnies, are my elite. Go find him for me."