You are having a nice vacation in india to celebrate your nans funeral. As your in india you think, i'm going to go and have a trip to the taj mahal. On your trip to the taj mahal, you think why you haven't found your love interest yet. You've been single your whole life and can't find the missing part of you that you are dying to find. You think this the whole journey.
The taj mahal, a wonderful place. Full of ex-terrorists and corner shop owners. You go to a spot that you think seems to be a good area for you to finish of your ravioli that you saved in your pocket. You start munching on your pasta very forcefully and eroticly. While having fun time with your pasta you hear a small giggle. You turn around and only about 4 meters away from you is him. His wandering gaze met yours and it was if 2 long separated halves of the same entity were united after many years. He is there smiling at you and you see he is on a very nice looking prayer mat. You smile back and he gets up, rolls up his prayer mat and walks over to where you are. You sit next to each other very closely and then suddenly he whispers in your ear, "nice ravioli, pop pop ding ding…". You start to feel something crawl into your shirt pocket and you see True $blue's hand dive into it and take one individual piece of ravioli. He takes small bites and after every bite you can hear him say "curry" very faintly. After he finishes the ravioli, he leans closer to you and whispers something else,"scrummy in my tummy, ding ding…". That was it, your body had had enough. Your [INSERT GENITAL HERE] starts to feel weird. You start to see that father $blue notices your [INSERT GENITAL HERE] and whispers once again into your ear, "wanna see my punjab stick and come back to my curry cave, bing bing pop pop…". You get up faster then scrolling past anime tiddies in public and he gets up as well and you go on top of the taj mahal. He pulls down his fake spongebob panties and you see it…. His punjab stick. He says "do you wanna know how many infidels i've smited with this baby.". You just nod, mesmerized as he swings it around like a attack helicopter. You pull down your seinfeld panties and you see why your [INSERT GENITAL HERE] was weird. Father $blues charm had made it into your own punjab stick. You then start to recreate a star wars fight with your [INSERT GENITAL HERE] and Father $blues punjab stick. After the fight, he whispers for final time, "want the 'freaking auntie backflip' special, ding ding pop…". You instantly say yes and he starts to get on his knees and starts screaming terrorist chants at your [INSERT GENITAL HERE]. This makes your body break the urge. Your love nectar squirts onto everyone around. Every terrorist, cornershop owner, tech support person and loud kid on mic gets drowned in it. Some goes on you and you lick it, it tastes like tikka masala. THE END