The Botox Queens...

Walking in to the supermarket, through the corner of your eye you see the cover of your favourite magazine..."WOW!"you say, noticing the lovely lady on the cover...

You lick your lips in anticipation, shaking as you promptly pay for the magazine, completely forgetting the rest of the items on your shopping list.You speed home like a bat out of hell, bursting through the door of your home, flicking open the magazine with glazed eyes like an addict getting ready for another fix...

"Oh No!...What happen!?!" You scream, leaping back in your chair...Completely shocked at the pictures that were in the article that sparked your urge to buy it in the first place...

This common scenario, most of us men have been acquianted with(not me, though... :), we rush to buy the article that contains pictures of the woman that was the object of our affections our whole early teenage life, the root of our wet dreams(sorry:)! In the hope that, that funny feeling will come back to us...Then suddenly you look at the once stunning woman who has now become a shadow of her former self, a much more "swollen" shadow that is, equipped with DUNLOP sponsored lips and the cherry ontop..."The constantly surprised look!"...The frozen facial expression that can only be achieved courtesy of a Botox Overload!

Don't get me wrong, i'm not against botox, especially for people in hollywood who earn their keep by looking good!...But why is it that us humans never listen to our doctor's advice..."Everything in moderation."

Maybe someone should start a BA(botox Anonymous)...Ciao :)

These kids nowadays...

Leaning on your couch, hands on your chin, reflecting the absolute suicidal mood you are in, watching your grandmother knit in her rocking chair at the corner of your living room gathering dust like all the other ornaments your mom proudly owns!(joking)

You then start browsing through all the channels on TV, stopping ofcourse when you reach Mtv, suddenly you come alive...Overcome by the adrenalin overload that is racing through your veins...You begin singing along to the lyrics of the song on TV..."Cause i'm a hazard to myself!"...you shout out, singing along with PINK, suddenly you stop and laugh as you notice your sweet grandmother shouting at the TV, giving PINK a piece of her mind. "She can't hear you granny!"you try explain to her, but she won't have any of it and continues her ranting! Your mom comes out of the kitchen, equipped with an apron and wooden spoon, to see what the noise on "TV" is all about and says the "magic" words..."These kids nowadays, what is she wearing?!"

Most souls born after the year 1975, are all too familiar with this diatribe(while others have begun to use it on their own kids, sadly ofcourse!) If you think about it, how are nowadays any worse than before? Look at the fashion of the sixties...Do you really believe that those millions of souls who thought that wearing bedazzled bell-bottom jeans, with a long moustache and grease ball Elvis hairstyles were cool! Were in there right minds? think again!

Parents love us and just want whats best for us, which is perfectly normal and we love them for that! But when they start by saying"in my time..." or "in my day...These things didn't happen!"...Ofcourse they didn't, there were no JAGERBOMBS or B52's in those days! You can't tell me your dad's would rather go farming or fishing if they knew about the addictions of the enticing SHOOTERS bar or the internet! Right?

Oh well, think of it this way, one day our children will look at us with our little fossilized ipod's as if we from another planet and say "Dad/mom, thats so old, check out our Z16's!" and pullout somekind of contraption that will boggle our mind's the sameway the XBOX 360 boggles your parents mind's now!They will also shudder at the meer sight of us in our cool cargo pants and beanies, while they will probably rock the planet with their SPACE SUITS Enjoy it while it lasts! Because the more things change, the more human nature stays the same! Ciao!

Milamania vs Jolieosis

Sitting there, beer in hand...Enjoying the rush that can only be felt by watching an exhilirating game of football, i was screaming with all my heart..."Go Portugal!" showing my undying support...Suddenly...

"Ooh, who's that?...He's hot!" she said, not being able to remove her eyes from the"box" infront of us! I felt somewhat annoyed, as i noticed the drool stream down the sides of her mouth, like she had some kind of infection, no doubt called "Ronaldomonia"!!!

I left the bar, pulling in my stomach, making my chest protrude in the hope that girls would get "infected" by my "monia"and start drooling(by the way, it didn't happen).

Arriving home, i sunk into my comfy couch and picked up a Man's third best friend...The TV remote!...switching on the box, there she was, the woman that had momentarily dethroned the always insatiably gorgeous Angelina Jolie, this masterpiece's name was Mila Kunis!!! Suddenly i found myself "infected" wiping the sides of my mouth!!! I then took a picture of Angelina Jolie that was in one of my celeb magazines and compared the two lovlies...My conclusion...A dillema!... Who is the ultimate Beauty Queen? Angelina Jolie or Mila Kunis? (lets not forget Jessica alba and all the others, but we wouldn't want to complicate things now, would we? :)..Ciao all!...PS- Take a look and let me know?...

Sitting here in the winter rain...

Goodmorning Cyberworld...

I sit here in a very comfortable internet cafe waiting for the rainy world outside to give me a shout(i'm actually waiting for someone to give me a ring, so i can go fetch them!)

im also here because my internet connection at home is kind of screwed, don't know why though, but i can tell you it really annoys the crap out of me...there is a man outside having a conversation on his cellphone afew decibels above the normal level, so i can basically hear everything he is saying(i won't bore you with the details... :)...Come to think of it why do some poor souls out there speak so loudly on a phone? Is it because, maybe the other person will miraculously see their faces pop up on the screen if they do?(Isn't that why they created video calls?) Or is it because they always have something lifesaving to say and want to make sure the world hears it?(Thats why we go to church, right?) Maybe it's because they have beautiful voices and want to serenade the world(isn't that what IDOLS is for?)!!A cellphone conversation is like a church...Sacred, private and to be respected... Keep it DOWN!!! If i have been guilty of this crime before, then sorry...Nobody's perfect!!!(this is also the title of the song that is playing in the cafe...Not enjoying it!) Ciao my beloved readers! :)

A new MANIA has dawned...

It is done, i have started my blog...this is apparently the ït" thing to do for just about everyone! So i hope you all enjoy all the "garbage" that comes out of this and hopefully you may all help me find the "gems"amid all this... Do comment please, so i may know where im headed, because believe it or not there is a point to all of this!

Im feeling like a little kid on his first day of school, nervous but excited...to be more exact i feel like im walking around naked...naked to the world...But being the "brave'man that i am(Unless you ask me to go toe to toe with tyson, but then again thats labelled madness, not bravery!) I am going to brave the storm and harness my blog into something meaninful and successful...So my beloved readers, join me on the ride!.... ;)