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High ON Life !!!

No.38
High on life is a very active and a consistent blog.So it was like phewww going around it,with so many good posts to read, and think about.
Lets look at the stats first.
Blog Title - High On life !!!
Blog Url - http://goonjhighonlife.blogspot.com/
Blog Author - Gunj
Genre - personal
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Anuj said…
Note: This is in reference to this post on your other blog.

I am really sorry to interrupt your lovely little charade, you can carry on after this, I have just one thing to say.

You have any problems with me? Fine, then keep till me. You already know my email Id so you might as well fill it up with hate mail or something. Better yet start a hate group; do anything you want to but do not trouble other human beings on my account. Do you understand?

Skewer me, call me whatever you want, but leave Nidhi the fuck alone will ya? She's a decent person and decent people don't deserve to be commented upon by scumbags like you. Period.

PS: In case you forgot my email ID is roboboyanuj@gmail.com; if the urge really strikes you then go to uncyclopedia and start a hate article on me.

PPS: You don't want me to be angry, you won't like it when I'm angry.
Tushar Mangl said…
Oh
you are here too
Hehehe so much for an insecure kid.
I have replied on My musings. The first place where you commented
Hope you liked Voyaging through the blogosphere.
rupagulab said…
Hey there! Is your library still on? If yes, I've sorted out a few books that I'm never going to read again, so if you have a contact in Mumbai, I'll give the books to the person concerned. If not, I'll give them away to a local library- as always.

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