Friday 15 February 2013

This might be a little deep





All bran cereal is probably the single most expensive food out there, for those of you who are familiar with Maphz’s economic theory of rational probability and statistical analysis of biological processes you will know why. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the theory Sir Isaac Newton and I worked on while apples were falling from trees let me explain…buying all bran means you also need to buy toilet paper, which means you need to use the water closet hence using water to flush erm (cough cough) your excessive weight down and contrary to popular belief water isn’t free, but you also need to wash your hands more frequently with hand-wash, you also can’t really do your business in the dark can you? So Eskom gets a cut, let me not mention the air fresheners…I don’t really know where this is going but I guess all I am trying to say is high fibre cereal makes you shit a lot.

Valentine’s Day came and went and with it took the virginity of unsuspecting young girls who have been ignored since giving it up. More significantly however the “Blade Gunner” (as he is now known) shot down his girlfriend at 4am sending the whole of cyberspace into turmoil (I always knew the twat was an attention seeker he could have shot her on any other day). I am sure everybody is aware of what happened by now (if you aren’t kindly go fuck yourself because your complete ignorance to what’s happening around you isn’t needed in this lame excuse of a blog).  William Shakespeare is perhaps the most underrated intellectual of all time, his ability to capture all facets of human emotions and translate them into plays/stories that would remain relevant decades after his passing is a skill that the most educated professors will never possess. Oscars fall from beloved athlete to murderous criminal can be compared to Othello’s decline from valiant war hero to a murderous psychopath who takes the life of his own wife due to uncontrolled rage.
Superman, Batman, Hulk, Ironman and perhaps even Harvey Spector are all a result of an inherent human quality to have heroes and idols which we look up to for inspiration, the very fabric of human nature means we are constantly looking for super heroes who exhibit qualities our imperfect human forms could never have. These characters only exist in movies, television and comic books but our need for individuals with unparalleled moral codes and super human qualities often leads to us idolizing sportsman, movie stars and complete trolls like Piers Morgan. We attribute these qualities to these people and turn them into heroes, we let them inspire us and our kids into bettering ourselves and in the midst of their glory we forget that even Superman is afraid of kryptonite.

The guy who helps the blind old lady across the street, the varsity student who donates a rand for every kilometer she runs in a marathon to charity, the selfless nurse who wakes up every morning to work in a hospital for a low salary, the thousands who dress up in black to support action against violent crime, the car guard who spends his whole day in the sun hoping for tips that might not come instead of turning to crime to make an honest living, those are the heroes we should look to for inspiration, everyday people like you and I who aren’t perfect and don’t try to be perfect.

Tiger Woods, Oscar Pistorius, Lance Armstrong and all these other so called heroes all end of their day in the toilet when they eat All Bran they are after all just human…let us all fight the good fight against violent crime and domestic violence.
 

Friday 1 February 2013

I don't hate fat people...



Please read as if you are sober and intelligent. First blog of the year I trust you all made it into 2013 with all your limbs intact and have set your resolutions and all that other corny stuff. I have a couple of those a detailed 3 pages of them actually, but perhaps the most important one is that I want to stop fucking swearing in this bitch blog.



A lot has happened since I was last here so let’s get right to it then; ANC went to Mangaung and reelected Jacob of Nkandla as president, couple of weeks later he then went and hit the world with another one of his great quotes: “I hope an African team wins the Afcon” the most intelligent amongst us were baffled by this comment really Mr. Jacob of Nkandla as opposed to what?  Afghanistan?
While the conference was going South Africa’s favorite son decided to try force a comeback into the spot light Julius Malema wrote a letter of apology to the ANC asking to be reinstated. I am sure Gwede Mantashe and Cyril Ramaphosa stuck it on the wall and used it to play darts while laughing at Kgalime Motlante over buffalo meat and traditional beer before they sent the official presidential bitch to send a response which read and I quote “fuck you fat kid hahahahahaha….hahahahahahaha…hahahahahahahaha” (ok I made that up but you get the point).

 Americans: crazy gun carrying bustards, who eat McDonalds get fat and shoot innocent kids, nothing new there then? Actually if we teach Lindi “Eat-That” Mazibuko how to use a gun she would fit right in there. We could hire an old school oil tanker to take her there (we all know she can’t fit in an airplane) fuck it a ship would probably sink instantly with all that mass though, so we are stuck with her how unfortunate the food she eats alone for supper could feed all the striking farmers in the Western Cape for a month.
In more current shenanigans billionaire tycoon Patrice Motsepe announced earlier in the week he is giving half of the money generated by his assets to charity to help the poor erhm just in case he is reading this I am quite the charity case myself and could use a few extra quid to get myself an Albanian stripper for my birthday later this month.

I got woken up by a screaming drunk flat mate so I am going back to bed now this is all I have for you for now. By the way I don’t hate fat people but they should fucking going to the gym that’s what Chinese people made bloody gyms for.

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