I remember watching the movie Shakespear and someone in it said something about writers block being Gods way of telling you that you were not meant to write. In my case its my brains way of telling me I need a drink. The past weekend we were so broke we found ourselves looking for coins under the couch cushions so we could buy ourselves booze. It was so silent you could hear an ant fart, for the simple reason that we were all sober. Luckily we managed to find a party and people became their horny talkative selves again, well the Diva was hornier than most and I dont blame her all things being considered .... oh by the way,'I told you so'.
As I am writing this Native Squad is doing their comeback single in the studio, I will be doing a documentary on them in the near future.
Ok I just have to mention this, DJ Stax you rock. Watch out for this boy.
Later
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Dumped
Ok so what do I find funny about being dumped, an sms can you imagine …. Technology!!! I always enjoy being dumped irregardless of the method but that was just classic. The thing is women go out of their way to come up with excuses to dump a guy ‘properly’ you can’t help but laugh sometimes. OK call me a heartless prick but you have to admit it is kind of funny to listen to someone trying to break your heart without breaking your heart. So usually there is a set of common excuses, ‘its not you its me’ ‘I am pregnant and you a) aren’t the father (if u will accept responsibility); b) are the father (if u wont)’ ‘I am becoming a nun’ ‘I am becoming a lesbian’. Then there are the creative ones who get abducted by aliens or fake their own deaths. So my question is this what is the most absurd excuse a girl has ever given to dump you. Ladies you can contribute too, I know I have used some really stupid reasons in my lifetime.
hopeless romantic
Anyway I was asked if I was a romantic, by someone. Lets see, I once spent an entire afternoon looking for a ring which had got lost the previous day during a drinking binge because it held sentimental value to the girl who lost it, I found it in different pieces. I would call everyday, so she could tell me all about her day and when she felt low I would try to lift her spirit, during late nights when she was feeling insomniac I would keep her company over the phone much to the detriment of my phone bill, there was a time I would have gladly killed any guy who so much as hurt her, I once declined taking a trip to Durban just because she couldn’t be joining us and I didn’t want her to feel left out. I am one of the few guys who hasn’t taken advantage of her insecurity and I have tried to show her unconditional love. I have never questioned her ambitions for I believe in her. I have been ridiculed for her and by her and she has the nerve to ask if I am a romantic?
So there is a new member to the unusual gang of horny drunkard’s i.e. my friends. Stay tuned for more.
The newspaper is launched, well almost. There was a 16 page pre-launch issue and it is now available on newsstands around MP, so support your fellow B.E.E’s its only R1.50. I will be running a competition soon enough so keep yourself logged on to this blog.
So there is a new member to the unusual gang of horny drunkard’s i.e. my friends. Stay tuned for more.
The newspaper is launched, well almost. There was a 16 page pre-launch issue and it is now available on newsstands around MP, so support your fellow B.E.E’s its only R1.50. I will be running a competition soon enough so keep yourself logged on to this blog.
I missed me too
I had no internet connection for a while just managed to resolve things today. Anyway I wasn't demon slaying this time but I did try to kill the easter bunny. That there is one perverted bunny, even I date within the same species. The Diva is scary nowadays ... she seriously nedds to get laid before she pummels one of us to death.
So we all know the saying you are what you eat, seeing as I drink more than I eat I then have to be what I drink. So here is the thing, think of your favourite beverage be it coffee, tim-jan or ubhejane. Write down what exactly turns on your taste buds about it in my comments page and that my dear reader is what you think about sex.
I got dumped via sms last night, I laughed myself to sleep. Its not as if that is the first time it has happened to me but you know one of those jokes that just do it for you no matter how many times you hear them. Anyway I am at my workplace and my boss seems to think that means I should be actually working ... so later
PS- to contribute to the 'Buy the Diva a Dildo'foundation call me the number is +27822285619
So we all know the saying you are what you eat, seeing as I drink more than I eat I then have to be what I drink. So here is the thing, think of your favourite beverage be it coffee, tim-jan or ubhejane. Write down what exactly turns on your taste buds about it in my comments page and that my dear reader is what you think about sex.
I got dumped via sms last night, I laughed myself to sleep. Its not as if that is the first time it has happened to me but you know one of those jokes that just do it for you no matter how many times you hear them. Anyway I am at my workplace and my boss seems to think that means I should be actually working ... so later
PS- to contribute to the 'Buy the Diva a Dildo'foundation call me the number is +27822285619
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
one two testing
I have been having trouble posting I was begining to wonder if they sensor this.
Okay so I survived this weekend and just barely between sex starved girlfriends ( who obviously use electric vibrators in my absence and not battery operated ones which occasionally run out; seeing as they just didn’t want to stop, I cant imagine their electricity bills) and late night shows on BCR I was just willing to throw in the towel and call it quits but then I thought of all those people who just love to hate me and that made me reach deep down in the depths of my soul for inspiration, and when I couldn’t find anything (I found the inspiration, just not my soul...don’t know where the damn thing is) I reached further within my diminishing bank balance to buy a couple of beers and well here I am.
Well I don’t have to tell you the diva was tired and this time not from partying and fucking, she was working....for a change. Anyway come Sunday and we meet at the usual place, my other friend had lost her voice which was a blessing in disguise....trust me, she hasn’t lost her dangerous right hook though so I shall refrain from dwelling on the subject longer. Anyway after a couple of drinks the Diva and Kalki decide to take a dip in the pool and I didn’t join them for fear of penile shrinkage, the water was cold and I have a reputation to uphold. One thing I have to mention about the two is that their breasts need no introduction. After the dip they came out in their wet T-shirts looking like some foul named chick in a James Bond movie except that they were shivering and then I saw the highlight of my weekend, their nipples. I swear those things were so hard and erect I was actually tempted to try and balance the beer bottle I was drinking from on them.
Okay so I survived this weekend and just barely between sex starved girlfriends ( who obviously use electric vibrators in my absence and not battery operated ones which occasionally run out; seeing as they just didn’t want to stop, I cant imagine their electricity bills) and late night shows on BCR I was just willing to throw in the towel and call it quits but then I thought of all those people who just love to hate me and that made me reach deep down in the depths of my soul for inspiration, and when I couldn’t find anything (I found the inspiration, just not my soul...don’t know where the damn thing is) I reached further within my diminishing bank balance to buy a couple of beers and well here I am.
Well I don’t have to tell you the diva was tired and this time not from partying and fucking, she was working....for a change. Anyway come Sunday and we meet at the usual place, my other friend had lost her voice which was a blessing in disguise....trust me, she hasn’t lost her dangerous right hook though so I shall refrain from dwelling on the subject longer. Anyway after a couple of drinks the Diva and Kalki decide to take a dip in the pool and I didn’t join them for fear of penile shrinkage, the water was cold and I have a reputation to uphold. One thing I have to mention about the two is that their breasts need no introduction. After the dip they came out in their wet T-shirts looking like some foul named chick in a James Bond movie except that they were shivering and then I saw the highlight of my weekend, their nipples. I swear those things were so hard and erect I was actually tempted to try and balance the beer bottle I was drinking from on them.
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