Now, just because I've sympathised and pledged support, my washerman thinks I'm going to listen to every word he utters. Actually, I don't have a choice today because he's speaking about my biker boy John Abraham.
It seems this hero has a crazy girl fan (I'm not surprised) who has learnt to ride a bike and has his name tattooed on her wrist. She's willing to give an arm and leg to meet him and show him her biking skills. Aha! Considering he's single now, who knows she may hit jackpot and get the guy that nearly every girl wants these days. What say Johnny?
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