Ranticle
Bungle in the Jungle Grumblebee
In the last issue of Fundamatics, in a piece titled “JEE Huzoor”, Grumblebee had ranted and raved at the murky goings-on at MGPL-Madam G’s Pvt. Ltd. which consisted of some notorious bunglers like Shudder Jowar, P. Chillum Humdrum, Pepsodent Prefab Musterjee, S. Calorie-Muddy, A Roger, Jarri Rummage, Uphill Cymbal-all led by Chief of Estate COE, a blue-turbaned, remote controlled head nodder. A few weeks earlier the CAGe men had visited the COEs office and found some lumps of coal stashed away when servicing the Air-filters. The COE, Mr. Clean said these were Coal Filters and brushed it aside, but the CAGe men were bound by duty to make a note of it. Unfortunately for the COE, a vigilant Allwind Kajumishriwal got wind of it and all hell broke loose. It was discovered that while the COE was in charge of Coal Filters, tons of it was being gifted away to people as if it was his Baap Ka Maal. When questioned the COE was about to say something, and he said that he felt it best that he say nothing and his jaws snapped. The remote control ensured that He See, Hear, Say and Do Nothing Evil. Grumblebee loves to grumble. And MGPL ensures that Grumblebee stays in business. In this story, Grumblebee narrates an eye witness account of a meeting held
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in a sprawling bungle-ow, 10 Warpath, in Madam G’s estate. Fundabees The mood at 10, Warpath was somber and grim. A strategy session had been called, entertainment had been arranged to uplift the mood and a sumptuous meal was served by the accomplished Planner – One Trick SingDana Aloowalla. With a stern and angry look, Madam G turned to Jethro Tull and asked him to start the session with the Bungle anthem, while the rest stood in attention in starched designer khadi kurtas designed by Rohit Bahl. Ian Anderson belted these lines from his hit song…….. Walking through forests of palm tree apartments --scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents down by the waterhole --- drunk every Friday --eating their nuts --- saving their raisins for Sunday. Lions and tigers who wait in the shadows --they’re fast but they’re lazy, and sleep in green meadows. Let’s bungle in the jungle --- well, that’s all right by me. I’m a tiger when I want love, but I’m a snake if we disagree.