Well yes, I am busy. So I don't have the time to guiltlessly engross myself in doing what I enjoy, for the fear of being found out. But, what I can indulge in, without being caught, is thinking. So I thought. And came up with this random thought.
You see, all these silly guys with suspicious bulges around their bellies that blow up in public places before you can even say, "Oh right, I know why that edgy, shifty eyed gentleman is a bit bulgy round the belly! It can't be lack of exercise because he looks pretty toned elsewhere, maybe its his clothes, they are a bit loose to be fair. Why do they fit funny? No wait, OMG- I THINK HE'S HIDING A BOMB IN THE...*&%*!", are a wee bit annoying.
Yes, I speak of Mr. Bomber, Suicide Bomber. Here's the solution. Now, obviously these guys get a kick out of explosions, maybe a childhood trauma thing, who knows? Sigmund Freud , maybe? Anyway my brother and I were talking about these queer lot and we came up with a great idea. See, brainstorming creates great ideas. Thats what we did.
So, what we need to do now is to invite them all to a networking session. They all think alike so they are sure to kick it off together. And since they all share a love for exploding, they can end the evening with a blast. Quite literally. Like a synchronised finale. I mean really, I cannot imagine a single person in the world who would enjoy such an event more than them! What's more, the evening would be so successful that it is sure to go down in histroy!
Random piece, I know. Maybe it's an examination side-effect. Okies, time to get back to Financial Engineering revision :(