Mushfiq just let out a dim pada (literally: egg fart) (mmm testy) in the lift with all five of us inside, as we were descending from his flat in Chittagong. We nearly died in the process, but as we lived to tell the tale, we also realized that we were in this together, and together, we would survive millions more of Mushfiq's breakfast egg tinged gas leaks. From that blunder onwards, Blunderware came into being. We promise you that we will make you wet your underpants with our awesome music. No, that didn't come out right. Ah well, always remember, it is you who wears the pants, not the other way around. Stay safe, and please, don't try this at home. With monkeys, or women, or cacti. Please.
Band Interests
Blunderbitchslapping, Shanto's head slapping, and eating Calibration Meals at Red Chick'n, Tropical Alauddin Tower, Rajlokkhi, Uttara. Hmm, testy. Did i mention Blunderbitchslapping?
