Yeah , yeah. I have been slacking the past few days on the blog posts. I'm a very busy boy you see. And when not busy the weather has been far too amazingly hot to keep me away from the beach, pool or fishing rod.
I actually have a lot of opinions to educate you lot with. But I'll get to that early next week. Mister Malema's song choice. Zuma's britscapade (God the U.K is a horrible place). Black entitlement. All things I must offer my opinions on so the world will right itself.
Did I mention my local cricket team won the pro 20/20 ? Yup and I was there.
Alright. It's Saturday and while dropping of the Cosbies (my favourite euphamism for "taking a dump") I picked up an old FHM. Inside was all the glory and goodness I have since discovered is Lalla Hirayama. Now seldom are my two favourite things (Asian women and South Africa) combined in such perfection. So without any good reason other than pure philanthropy I share with you the lucious goodness that is miss Hirayama. Lalla...call me.
Right...and now....Golf !
Life is good. Arterial venal malformations and all.