The Weeping Couch Potatoes
They are the propagators of various anti-cultural and stupid and unbelievable and illegal acts like polygamy ( still no one gets caught), pre-nuptial sex (everyone in the family does that, its hereditary, genetic and a tradition), and the most hip girl of the family running off with her driver.
They slap one another, kill one another(yes, they do that, without anyone finding out !!) Their lives have more twists than a packet of pretzels with that ear splitting music in the background!!
The male members of their family can make an ulti-multi-multi million crore rupees deal with a wave of their hand (Whoever said that Ambani was the richest man on earth?) and other day they are in slum..trying to eke out a living.
And on the other side, the female members are portrayed as so “full” of “moral” and “ethical” values, that they can make a nun look like a whore(apologies, only humor content)…and then the next day, one of the unmarried girl is pregnant…
Crying is their passion, sometimes you can’t distinguish whether they are tears of happiness or glum!!…their glycerin purchase and usage charges are more than the production cost of the entire set, even after its burnt and destroyed
200 years-yes my fellas, 200 is the life expectancy of every member in the family ( well, science IS progressing and how!!!) unless and until they are assassinated by their own brothers and sisters or maybe they fall off a cliff… and then….
Every month a member of a family dies, then “resurrects” in their own avatar, but with plastic surgery done. (Yes, ladies and gentleman, present generation plastic surgery is very cheap and affordable, so much that you can have them done every month!! And peepuls, this is not it, you can feasibly alter your height and weight too!!! Really!!)
They celebrate something everyday…. So to save their time to adorn themselves again and again, they sleep and wake up in the festive saris and make-up too…Did any one say that sleeping with make-up is harmful…?? Not for them…in their families, even a sixty year old woman wont get a freckle on her face.
A villain who has a long hair, a typical identity habit, like sniffing or an ‘aha’ in background for women…main female protagonist wear earrings akin to clothes hanging on a hanger…and even if this is not enough for gaining TRP’s, they introduce a gay character…
They have Hindi dialogs which make no sense(to me), even Premchand can be put to shame…
Arrrgghhhh….
Enough…
bangs head
(well you know who I am talking about, cant reveal the name man…for security purposes…;) and the people who see these sitcoms are referred to as the weeping couch potatoes..)
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