How many have ever got a letter from your younger siblings, describing you?? Well I just got one, and I rather shocked.....

And so she wrote:

"To my brother.

Mukhtaar is a dog. He likes to jump and dance. He likes to eat too much milk and we call him the bastard. Poor my brother has no bone. He wants bone.He could not catch it.

A story of my brother:

One day, my brother was near a pond.He was looking in the pond. Suddenly the bone fell down. Poor Mukhtaar. He has no bone now and go sadly"

Anyone is trying to imagine me as a pokerface? :/

Tags: Humor, True Story

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