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The Moo Point

Firstly, please ask me: why a new blog? Because if you don’t then this whole blog becomes pointless as I don’t get a chance to explain my point of view. Given how opinionated I am and the range of topics I can list under my expertise, I needed a mouthpiece to voice some of those remark, brickbats, and concerns of national, environmental and individual interests. Also it would give some leeway to my friends who are usually bombarded with my rumblings.

And the fact that I rumble is easily exhibited here, since I haven’t yet answered the primary question: why a new blog? Well that’s because I consider my first/original blog very chaste and cultured. Even if you don’t give a shit for what’s posted there, I believe them to be literary and graphic masterpieces. (Some of them really are, really!!) I have a very reasonable dream of having an anthology of poems published someday. So I decided that let me rumble at a separate address.

Now please be cordial enough to ask me the second question: What’s the MOO POINT?

Well, those who have F.R.I.E.N.D.S flowing in their veins, it needs no further explanation. As Joey Francis Tribbiani says, “Moo Point is the cow’s opinion. It just doesn’t matter. It’s Moo.” So is my blog. It’s all MOO. It’s prejudiced, it’s caustic, it’s illogical, it’s downright blasphemous and it makes no bloody sense. In short, it’s utterly useless. So just sit back, or shit back, as you may wish, and enjoy the journey through blah-blah land.

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  1. AnonymousJuly 23, 2008 9:38 PM

    First question, Why a new blog?
    (dont bother, read your answer)

    Secondly, what's the MOO POINT?
    (again, dont bother)

    Thirdly, what do you get when you multiply six by nine?
    (dont bother posting an answer if it is in base 13)

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  2. AnonymousAugust 02, 2008 1:40 AM

    I think it is called the Moot Point (with the t silent)

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  3. AnonymousAugust 02, 2008 1:44 AM

    @harsha : didnt get you

    @pathak : dats why you need to watch FRIENDS ... its the MOO point salrite ... the cow opinion
    just doesnt matter

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  4. AnonymousAugust 02, 2008 3:02 AM

    moo point as defined by urban dictionary. http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=moo+point

    but don't bother going to this link and reading it. it's all MOO.

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  5. AnonymousAugust 02, 2008 11:33 AM

    Yo keeda...was waiting for something like this...you do moo a lot :D ...gr8 to know u will be compiling all ur moos here :)

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  6. AnonymousAugust 02, 2008 1:13 PM

    :P

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  7. AnonymousAugust 02, 2008 1:13 PM

    "the range of topics I can list under my expertise" Woe betide those topics, that manGO's eye/pen/keyboard falls on.
    "I believe them to be literary and graphic masterpieces." Hope springs eternal.
    "reasonable dream of having an anthology of poems" Really?

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  8. AnonymousAugust 03, 2008 1:52 AM

    seriously, this time i think u've lost it..
    a single blog wid ALL ur posts wud've made a much better profilic collage of u n ur (opinionated) views..

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