Friday, August 29, 2008

Parental guidance is advised

I remember quite some time ago when i didn't know how to start a blog online, i decided to start a blog offline, by just writing it on my pc and saving it in a file. So today i share with you one of my very first blog posts, which i wrote on the 28th of April 2008 at 23:17pm, with the above title:

After having a very busy day, filled with things to do, i found pleasure in just taking a little breather and grabbing the newspaper to read...

Suddenly my stomach turned, i looked again to make sure i was reading correctly, yes, my mind unfortunetly was not playing tricks on me and my under par eyesight was spot on this time. I was reading yet another story of a father and daughter who were having sexual relations... Against her will.

Now it completely boggles my mind, how a father can be sexually attracted to his own daughter, his own creation! A fathers job is to teach his children the difference between right and wrong as they grow into adults. But in some cases, like the one i read, they wake up on one fine day and evily notice that their daughter has grown a decent sized and firm rack and decide to juggle, it absolutely shocks me how these men can RISE to the sick and sad occasion!

Last week i read in a magazine how a father and daughter embarked on a mutually consensual loving relationship. The woman said she did not see the man as her father, but as a regular individual, whom she found attractive! Now, in a disastrous situation like this one would hope that the older person in the equation would have more logic, not to mention moral integrity and guide the younger person on the right track. But instead the gentleman decides to participate in the madness and reciprocate the feelings, hence beginning a sexual relationship which could result in children.Should that happen, what will the child call her parents? As there will be no doubt some confusion in the DNA!

This behaviour is very strange and the thing is, the perpetrators deem this behaviour normal and try to make the rest of the world around them look like they are the ones who have actually lost their marbles!

What has this world come to!... I would only condone such behaviour and not fully, just by the way, if you were an adopted child and your adoptive mother was as hot as Angelina Jolie! Ciao!

Thursday, August 14, 2008

She's hot...He's not...



Today i was having a chat with a buddy about the usual...Work...Good times and lastly men(for her ofcourse!) then women(my topic ofcourse!).




After revealing to her the list of women that are invited to my mansion, when i dethrone Hugh Hefner, she casually replied by saying, "i got to agree with you on Jessica Alba...She's hot!" This was perfectly normal and there was no akward thoughts or creepy atmosphere or even funny comments, it was like she was talking about the weather!




Our talk got me thinking for a while(Yes, men do actually think by the way...), now im going to re-write the above situation, but flip that shit around...




After revealing her list of men that would be invited to her modelling agency when she finally dethrones Janice Dickinson, I casually reply: "I got to agree with you on Brad Pitt...He's hot!" Now suddenly, the air is filled with "creep" and akward thoughts fill her head of me and Brad Pitt!!(ps-for the record, i don't find Brad Pitt or any man hot!)




Isn't wierd that it's okay for a perfectly straight chick to call another chick hot without any akwardness or comments, but it is totally wierd, bordering on psychotic for a perfectly straight dude(like myself, for the record, incase you had your doubts...) to call another dude hot without akwardness or comments...?




Wierd but true? So truth really is stranger than fiction...

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Seven



I heard a friend once tell me that when a person eats spices, it takes seven, yes SEVEN years for your body to get rid of them... When i heard this, i was amazed, amused and looked at him thinking"I reckon the last piss up you had is going to take seven years for you to recover from by the looks of it!"...




So after that day, everytime i put spices on my food, i think for a second and after doing some calculations, im going to have to live to be about 500 years old to get rid of all the spices i have grazed over the years... And that's if i stop eating SPICES today!




I personally think that this theory is such a pile of crap, that i think if it was lying on my front door, it would take me about seven years to clean up! if it is true though, then when i make my grand exit from this earth, the worms are going to be in for one hell of a treat...SPUR!




Have you ever noticed that when people get together and talk about their childhoods, that everything happens when we are seven years old! Really, it's happened to me aswell, i've had plenty conversations where i always end up saying:"when i was seven..." Everything happens when you seven, what the hell happened to the path before you arrived at seven!?! It's like when your mom asks you:"Do you remember how your first bedroom was decorated with Superman curtains?" You reply: "No, but i do remember burning them down when dad got his new zippo and accidently played with it...when i was seven!"


Yeah, everything happens when you are seven and fourteen, which just for the record, is alot more fun...But lets leave that for another day! ;)


Welcome back!!!



After a very long absence, i finally found time to come back here and add something... My blog was very angry with me and threatened me with a divorce! Luckily "she" found it in her heart to forgive me, so we are back to normal...

My thought for today is, why do women get moody when it is clean day? Yes, on the day where they decide to clean the house, it is best you move out because if you stay, trust me you will be in the line of a huge ass fire!!!

And it affects women of all ages and trust me on this too... It is a virus that CANNOT be cured... I remember being a kid and lying on the couch(like i use to do on every other day, without a worry) and almost crapping my pants with my mother SCREAMING at the top of her lungs for me to MOVE! when she approached with the vaccum-cleaner like a female terminator, ready to execute all in her path!

It boggles my mind to this very day, why women let out their demons(along with the trash) on CLEAN DAY!!!