Dosa mission

Time to go back to the school days for some fun.This time it is about a funny stupid thing I did.
Ok I have to tell you this, I am very particular about my dosa, which is a south indian snack by the way.It has to be thin as a paper and crispy as a biscuit.I like it that way and only my mom and great chefs are capable of that.It implicitly implies that my mom is a great chef.I cannot eat dosa which does not meet my specifications.

So one day my friend invited me to his house, for time pass ofcourse, what did you think ? It was just about the time for breakfast and when I reached my friend was eating dosa, nice timing dude.So he got me a dosa too, only thing was it was not quite the way I like it.I just could not eat that and aunty was getting me one after the other.On top of that my friend was telling have one more as if I would die if I do not eat that lol.My friend just left me to get something, it was time to act Bond. So I just quickly stuffed the dosas into my pocket.Hell ya I did that. I couldn't tell aunty that her dosas were terrible, no way.

When I was done I was licking the chutney(thats like a sauce), I saw aunty getting me another one, Oh no I said.I saw auntyji and it looked as if she was saying hell yeah......lol.Ok stuffed that one too into my pocket, my friend was back by the time.I said I had to go home and will be back after some time.I waved bye then as I turned the lane, I removed the dosas from my pocket and threw them on the roof of a house.I thought the crows will be hungry lol.Mission accomplished. But anyway after living in Chennai for two years I eat any shit now!!