Pigo - The Fragrant

It was a pleasant morning in the office , I was feeling fresh after an early morning bath and a nice breakfast. All of a sudden I noticed a few strands of tiny hair falling on my desk , I realised they were my nostrils , before I could think of anything a pungent smell entered my nose zipped through my lungs to the deepest part of my guts. It was as if a "stink nuclear bomb" had been dropped on my head by Mr Bush. A deep darkness fell before my eyes . After a while I regained my senses and saw Pigo with a shit-ex on his face smiling at me. He oinked "Good Morning my dear !!!!!" . I was about to wish him back cheerfully but my lungs were still reeling from the shock they had just received. I managed a feeble "Hi". I had never felt the need for a deo so much as I was feeling now. I knew it was Pigo in front of me , but somehow what my eyes could see was a HUGE pig drenched in shit and raping my sense of smell a million times a second. Then Pigzzy opened his mouth once again and a gush of bad breath blew at 100 miles per hour straight into my already injured nostrils and uprooted a hundred of them at once. All the deo and mouth freshner ads I had seen in my life flashed before my eyes .
The ASE Benjamin Button was a true Pigo-sheeshya in this matter . His teeth were as yellow as the Chennai Super Kings jersey and his breath almost gave Pigo a run for his money. When he talked to someone he always brought his face so close to the other person that it gave the impression he was doing a root canal on him.
But I was happy that I was not the only one to endure all this as everyone including KK, Bihari Babu, Hannibal lady and Paagal-havi had faced this in the days to come. I seriously considered telling Pigzz that I have changed my religion and had converted to Jainism and would wear a mask on my face in office everyday. We all knew what we could gift Pigzy on his birthday !!!!!!!