Sometimes you just have to say..enough is enough

i grew up in an envorinment where, if you wanted to take a girl out to dinner or the movies, you asked and nine times out of ten the answer would be NO - This answer only meant you needed to ask again and convince her that going out with you, was a better bet -as opposed to going out with John, Peter or Paul - it had nothing to do with getting laid - Today, going out on a date means you will get lucky and get laid -further, saying no means you really want to get laid and the boys will indeed oblige. I just wonder what this world has come to.

I just came back home from a nite out with the boys. Damn, what a night.No wonder most of my friends are still unmarried.Our first stop was News Cafe in Sandton....what a drag.Anyway, let me tell you about the girls....mmmmmm, they are to die for.Unfortunately i cannot touch either of them as i am only allowed to work my appetite up and eat at home.yah such is life....it sucks.

Hola...Heita

My mother tells me that the 14 September 1965 was a beautiful day and she knew that i would be the next best thing since sliced bread. I did not dissapoint.Those that know me and those that know of me will agree.For those that do not know me or know of me....Welcome to my space.