The E-I-E-I-O Kerfuffle

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Funny Farm has been rocked by another immense scandal, folks… this involves, ahem… a vowel movement.

A recent post attributed to a well-known talking head was forwarded by a denizen to the FF fractured factoid forum. However, that entire picture (Puri tasvir) supposedly painted by that guy (Nar) with many best (uttam) words could become very odoriferous. His effusive missive about the speed, accuracy and efficiency of our screening methods has gone unviral - that the truth may have more than fifty shades of gray.  All due to one single suspicious vowel – a case of a knee instead of an eye, a neigh instead of a nigh.

Some fine FF folks are full of compliments (with an aiee) for our dedicated leaders. As we all should be - such a wonderful job from the pavilion - brave souls rallying the troops against the menacing marauder bugs.  Pounding the podiums, shaking their digital fists against those bug-infested bouncers and virulent googlies at FF.  Watch and learn, you haters, FF repatriated more critters from distant virus-lands than anyone else.  Heck, other farms want to learn our methods (as well as the Six Sigma secret of Mumbai dabbawalas). From us.  The entire world.  Many UN led bodies (like UNWHAT, UNWHEN, UNWHERE and even by the legendary rock group – The UNWHO) are handing out kudos – to us!!!  

Of course, tsk tsk, not only the BoB (Best of the Best) are not getting their due recognition, they are actively being maligned by fake info-virus - those howling media moguls and their wolf-raised mowglis.  Those nattering nabobs of negativism, as Zbigniew once said.  Can we get just one lonely “thumbs up” on FarceBook for our brave leaders?  One measly smiley on InstaBabble?  One folded hand emoji on WhatsCrapp?

The haters complement (with an eee) is howling that the REMF crisis management is just WoW (Worst of the Worst) - our team does not have enough test data to claim victory. The pitch is crumbling, this wicket is getting stickier, the entire world is being driven on the back-foot. It is making everyone bat$hit crazy.

Partake any of this brew at your own risk. In this cauldron, there appears to be a very heady mix of the folksy gyan originating from (Man ki) Baat as well as guano originating from those cursed bats.  Not quite cricket, eh?  Not even the chirping kind. 

And take it from me, as Dr. Puri has said, curveballs may be hurled at you at a furious pace in the cricket match of life, use your bats to flatten the curve!

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