“Excuse me, sir. Is this your girlfriend’s? I believe she left it at my place.”
I’ll tell you what, I picked one hell of a weekend to go camping. While I’m stuck out in the woods dodging mountain lions and grizzly bears, all my formerly wifed up friends will be gallivanting about the town, drinking away their sorrows trying not to think about Bhargav working their girlfriend’s vagina like a God damn maestro. Sometimes in life you gotta realize when you’re over matched, tip your cap, and bow out gracefully. Like if Leo DiCaprio is giving your girl the bedroom eyes, that’s it. It’s over. If Bieber asks your girl to come home with him, tough break, but there’s a zero percent chance she’s leaving with you. And if Bhargav Narasimhan wants to play your girlfriends vagina like a motherfucking fiddle, well, he’s probably going to finger fuck your girlfriend. That’s just life. Sorry man, your girl chose and she didn’t choose you.
PS- All jokes aside, I bet this kid really does score chicks solely based on his sorcery with the rubik’s cube. I don’t know much about India at all, but I feel like that’s a thing over there, right? Rubix cube competitions? Looks like a pretty legit setup to me. Lights, cameras, judges, the whole nine. Probably to them what minor leagues baseball is to us or something.