We’ve been doing some really serious planning for the Rickshaw Run thing lately.
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Megha: On Diwali and Holi, I am a kid on steroids
Andy: I was a kid at Holi, kitted out with full gun and ammunition
Andy: but last night I was the mature onlooker
Andy: that’s something we should get for our Rickshaw Run auto — a super soaker
Megha: Yes!
Megha: Let’s get a super soaker
Andy: not sure who we’d fire it at?
Andy: any little shits who give us grief I suppose
Megha: and bystanders
Megha: and traffic cops
Megha: and YOU!
Megha: and Naxalites in Bihar
Megha: that’ll scare them away
Andy: their automatic machine guns will be no match for the rapid squirt of water that we will emit
Megha: Of course not. Even thinking that it will be is foolhardiness and not optimism on their part.
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Sorted. We are packing the Super Soaker with the rest of our luggage 