The Soweto Affair

I actually didn’t want to go anywhere for the weekend, I preffered to stay in and do my writing instead. Mum wanted me to accompany Koi and her mum to some kids’ festival where Churchill was to be in attendance, but I refused flat out. Jones to a kids’ festival? …

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Amicus Scrabblae

Everyday, I get more and more convinced that the only reason why grown men play scrabble is because it’s the only socially acceptable way to explore their curiosity about jumping onto other men. For those who don’t know what scrabble is, gather around me as I explain to you the …

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Spectres of my Girlfriends

<!–[if !mso]>st2:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }st1:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–>Dullsville Section If you missed the last post about knowing your professor, click here.   Specters of my Girlfriends It is with great gloom and disquietude that I funerally jot down this frighteningly fiendish and macabre experience that has been tormenting me relentlessly of late. For the …

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In 2013, No More…

<!–[if !mso]>st2:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }st1:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–>  Wasup peeps? I bet you are all having yourself a happy new year. Well, I don’t care. What I know is that the shit hit the fan on my New Years (RIP Granny), but am not letting that dampen my spirits this time round. I …

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