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Or</i> he probably watched my Instagram story on which I posted a picture of three Belgian beers with a caption of <i>“If anyone feels like agreeing with me tonight on anything I say, you know where to find me!! (Hint: It's not Belgium!) #DefinitelyNotSwedenEither”</i></p><p id="49f2">Harry asked me if I watched “his funniest” stand-up bit with a bit of enthusiasm. <i>He didn’t even say Hi.</i> Who doesn’t say the customary <i>Hi </i>to his Instagram connection when he actually meets them? A Canadian stand-up comedian when he’s in Amsterdam! I forgot to watch his stand-up bit. Sue me! It’s almost a crime if I deliberately avoided it. Forgetting genuinely is <i>never</i> a crime. Everyone knows that but <i>many forget that.</i></p><p id="4fae">I wasn’t going to break Harry’s little heart. I’m a sweetheart. <i>You know that!</i></p><p id="5b6d">I said to him, “Did I watch it? Get the hell out of here! WHO ARE YOU? Let me be completely honest with you. I did <i>not</i> think you would be actually hilarious when you said it was your funniest bit. Boy, was I wrong! I love being proven wrong. I wish I could be proven wrong every hour of my entire life. That way, the world would be a much better place. The video was so good I had to watch it <i>twice</i>. Your timing was impeccable. You can totally pull off the Greta bit in style. Even Greta will laugh watching it. Even when she’s 37!”</p><p id="444b">Harry said this was the best compliment he ever received from all his Instagram connections, including his mom and his cat. My <i>fake-reviewing</i> worked like a charm.</p><p id="12ad">We had an intense conversation about why the supreme court, in 1893, ruled that a tomato was a vegetable, not a fruit, which exactly lasted the duration of drinking twelve Belgian beers. I suggested he should write about tomatoes in his next material before it <i>legit</i> becomes a fruit.</p><p id="ed87">Before I called it the night, I airdropped Harry <i>one </i>of my funniest stand-up bits and I insisted he should watch it when he’s either <i>drunk</i> or <i>high</i>. Harry was shocked to hear I had done stand-ups, too.</p><p id="52e2">I said to him, “Why do you look so shocked? Why do you think I’ve been suggesting joke materials to you?”</p><p id="a67d">Harry said he was being stupid and it was so obvious all along. Harry was a sweetheart. He promised me he would watch it the same night.</p><p id="6fef">The next Saturday night, he came toward my table in the bar. I didn’t even post a story on Instagram this time. I had enough of people agreeing with me on Saturdays. Trust me, it gets boring at some point.</p><p id="60a0">Harry said <i>Hi </i>this time and I did not say <i>Hi</i> back — to balance things out from our last encounter.</p><p id="20ec">I asked him if he watched <i>one</i> of my funniest stand-up bits with a bit of enthusiasm.</p><p id="e60d">Harry was so excited to respond, “Did I watch it? How could I not watch it? The

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video was so good I had to watch it <i>thrice</i>. Let me be completely honest with you. I had my doubts when you said you were actually a stand-up comedian. I thought you were taking the piss at me. Can I be <i>more</i> honest with you? You are funnier than me, hands down. And you know what? <i>When Harry met Srini</i> IS funny.”</p><p id="72b9">Harry had pulled a Srini in style. I <i>invented</i> the <i>fake-reviewing</i>. Did he <i>fake-review</i> it? Or did he mock me because he actually watched my video? <i>Or</i> did he watch my video when he was either drunk or high but now he genuinely forgot if he had watched it? <i>NOBODY KNOWS THAT</i>!</p><p id="abc9">The original video file I had airdropped him was</p><p id="2280"><i>“Gordon Ramsay Carves a Chicken Blindfolded,”</i> which I had renamed before I sent it to him was <i>“What’s the deal with Belgian beers? by Srini”</i></p><p id="e054"><b><i>Falling in love with Srini? Read these to find out if he’ll ever turn his Bluetooth on to receive anything you want to share with him through Airdrop:</i></b></p><div id="7591" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/what-we-all-should-be-doing-in-an-elevator-ae510a780246"> <div> <div> <h2>What We All Should Be Doing In An Elevator</h2> <div><h3>I’m not a dick. I’m the polar opposite of a dick</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*eZS1rkN911_C7Si_1Sqrow.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="f708" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/what-to-expect-when-you-are-expecting-your-first-baby-97780210f892"> <div> <div> <h2>What to Expect When You Are Expecting Your First Baby</h2> <div><h3>You shall not be allowed to scream and/or cry</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*IGAW74vCI4JaB1Dijyxd8Q.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="be3f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-most-embarrassing-ways-girls-have-ghosted-me-7d4d356b2df9"> <div> <div> <h2>The Most Embarrassing Ways Girls Have Ghosted Me</h2> <div><h3>‘It’s literally impossible to ghost me’</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*boCh2qJ7CWEd5nTA_fNyWQ.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

How a Canadian Stand-Up Comedian Effortlessly Pulled a Srini

Hot and Funny are mutually exclusive

I was sipping a Belgian beer in a bar on a cold Saturday night. Harry approached my table and politely asked if he could sit with me. He seemed interested in talking to me, likely because I was drinking alone. Everyone drinks alone in Amsterdam. Everyone knows that. But Harry clearly was a foreigner.

He looked like a non-famous celebrity, which encouraged me to have a conversation with him. Every Harry in the world is white. Everyone knows that. He said he was from Toronto and he was a half-prominent stand-up comedian there. When he said he was a comedian, I immediately said to him, “What is this? When Harry met Srini?”

Let me tell you this. He did not find that funny. Come on, that’s funny. What kind of a comedian wouldn’t think it’s funny? A boring and unfunny one! After we had an intense conversation about climate change, which exactly lasted the duration of drinking seven Belgian beers, we added each other on Instagram. I suggested he should write about Greta Thunberg in his next material before she stops trending again. I also suggested to him to write material about why Greta can never be funny.

Don’t get me wrong. Greta can singlehandedly save the entire planet. Every Greta Thunberg in the world is capable of doing that. Everyone knows that. But she can never be funny. She sounded almost comical recently with her viral tweet — “this is what happens when you don’t recycle your pizza boxes” because Andrew Tate was oblivious. It had nothing to do with Greta. Does anyone know that?

Swedish women can't be funny. Swedish women are easily the hottest women on the planet. But hot and funny are mutually exclusive. I know that! I’m not saying Greta is hot now. I’m not saying Greta won't be hot when she’s 37 either. I’m just saying, for now, Greta can only fight for the planet that’s getting hotter. SHE KNOWS THAT!

Harry agreed with me that Greta can never be funny. I would love to give him the benefit of the doubt but it’s definitely his Belgian beer talking. Belgium has yet to make a beer that doesn’t make people agree with me. Before calling it a night, Harry airdropped me “his funniest” stand-up bit and he insisted I should watch it when I’m sober. Of course I promised him.

The next Saturday night, he came toward my table in the bar. It's like Harry knew where I would be every Saturday night, which was creepy. Or he probably watched my Instagram story on which I posted a picture of three Belgian beers with a caption of “If anyone feels like agreeing with me tonight on anything I say, you know where to find me!! (Hint: It's not Belgium!) #DefinitelyNotSwedenEither”

Harry asked me if I watched “his funniest” stand-up bit with a bit of enthusiasm. He didn’t even say Hi. Who doesn’t say the customary Hi to his Instagram connection when he actually meets them? A Canadian stand-up comedian when he’s in Amsterdam! I forgot to watch his stand-up bit. Sue me! It’s almost a crime if I deliberately avoided it. Forgetting genuinely is never a crime. Everyone knows that but many forget that.

I wasn’t going to break Harry’s little heart. I’m a sweetheart. You know that!

I said to him, “Did I watch it? Get the hell out of here! WHO ARE YOU? Let me be completely honest with you. I did not think you would be actually hilarious when you said it was your funniest bit. Boy, was I wrong! I love being proven wrong. I wish I could be proven wrong every hour of my entire life. That way, the world would be a much better place. The video was so good I had to watch it twice. Your timing was impeccable. You can totally pull off the Greta bit in style. Even Greta will laugh watching it. Even when she’s 37!”

Harry said this was the best compliment he ever received from all his Instagram connections, including his mom and his cat. My fake-reviewing worked like a charm.

We had an intense conversation about why the supreme court, in 1893, ruled that a tomato was a vegetable, not a fruit, which exactly lasted the duration of drinking twelve Belgian beers. I suggested he should write about tomatoes in his next material before it legit becomes a fruit.

Before I called it the night, I airdropped Harry one of my funniest stand-up bits and I insisted he should watch it when he’s either drunk or high. Harry was shocked to hear I had done stand-ups, too.

I said to him, “Why do you look so shocked? Why do you think I’ve been suggesting joke materials to you?”

Harry said he was being stupid and it was so obvious all along. Harry was a sweetheart. He promised me he would watch it the same night.

The next Saturday night, he came toward my table in the bar. I didn’t even post a story on Instagram this time. I had enough of people agreeing with me on Saturdays. Trust me, it gets boring at some point.

Harry said Hi this time and I did not say Hi back — to balance things out from our last encounter.

I asked him if he watched one of my funniest stand-up bits with a bit of enthusiasm.

Harry was so excited to respond, “Did I watch it? How could I not watch it? The video was so good I had to watch it thrice. Let me be completely honest with you. I had my doubts when you said you were actually a stand-up comedian. I thought you were taking the piss at me. Can I be more honest with you? You are funnier than me, hands down. And you know what? When Harry met Srini IS funny.”

Harry had pulled a Srini in style. I invented the fake-reviewing. Did he fake-review it? Or did he mock me because he actually watched my video? Or did he watch my video when he was either drunk or high but now he genuinely forgot if he had watched it? NOBODY KNOWS THAT!

The original video file I had airdropped him was

“Gordon Ramsay Carves a Chicken Blindfolded,” which I had renamed before I sent it to him was “What’s the deal with Belgian beers? by Srini”

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