PYTs

The Indian Premier League is in its final stages and has seen far more action off the field than on it. Of course, the off-field politico-legal action is far from over, and its ramifications could very well endanger the very fabric of this lame game's newest avatar. As should be already evident, I don't give two hoots about the game or its fabric or whatever else. But I did come across something in some rag of a newspaper the other day that piqued my interest, so as to say, a something that referred to IPL, aka, Indian Party League. Apparently, these after-match parties are all the rage and entry charges for non-player and non-celeb plebeians range around 40,000 rupees.

I take it that these sad lifeless losers with too much money must be really desperate either to get laid or to just get seen by those who presumably get laid often enough. Anyway, how the hell those morons decide to spend their parents' hard earned money is hardly my concern. What actually caught my eye was the photographs of some totally random women collectively called "non-celeb PYTs".

Now this PYT phenomenon, there is an interesting one. Pretty Young Thing, it stands for. What I haven't figured is, is that supposed to be 'pretty young' thing, as in, quite young? Or is it 'pretty AND young' thing, like an 18-year old babe? Or is it pretty young 'thing', like a pimple-faced nerd version of the Marvel character? What, what, what?

I mean, it certainly can't mean just 'pretty young thing'. Not one of those women in the photograph fit the simple definition. They were certainly not pretty, they were hardly young, but I guess you could call them things safely, without insulting the word "things". And judging by their actions, that would be about right, it seems. Fucking retards, the whole bunch of them.

Pathetic Yucky Twats.