Two Fourteen

    Got this post from one of the blogs I am subscribed to  . I just had to reblog it. Permission has been borrowed of course) All about sex I arrived in Jeju yesterday afternoon and caught a quick nap to make up for a lack of sleep throughout the overnight flight. When I woke up, it was already past 4pm and I decided to visit a nearby attraction before the sky darkens. A quick look at the map and I found my destination - Jeju Loveland. Check out their welcum sign Opened in 2004, Jeju Loveland is a park with 140 sex-inspired sculptures. And I do not mean scultptures that are vaguely shaped like sex-related products or actions and which require much pondering to understand what the sculpture is trying to say. At Jeju Loveland, the sculptures whip their messages right in your face. I was greeted before the entrance by a marble replica of my best friend: They even have this phallus statue ready to shoot. Veins and shiny head. I was so tempted to strike a more vulgar pose, sa...

‘I thought you went to the market to buy vegetables , what the fuck is that?’ I asked Gandi pointing to the potted plant he had just walked in with. ‘This is a money plant bitch, haven't you ever seen one?’ He answered as he proceeded to prop it against the window on a broken plate.   [Of course the conversation was not as mild. I cut out a few curse words to make this post readable.Also, the conversation was not in English. I cannot stress that enough.]     A money plant. Eh? What the hell is a money plant? At first I thought he was planning to grow it so that he can be using its leaves as vegetables, you know, with the inflation and all. Then I thought, no. No one can just chew raw leaves like khat that.      As I go on guessing what a money plant was in my mind, I ask the niggaro why he thought of getting such a thing. Reasons were given, none that I bothered to remember. I went on to give my reasons. He is lonely and maybe using the plant as a chi...

How you doing black, yellow, white, red and green Human beings..? Wuzzup intelligent animals that can read.? I’ll be your ghostwriter today. So I ought to have trademarked this shit from these hot head Chris Rock-cum Churchill fake kind of thespians. What you are eyeballs are fixing on is an original art piece. Its based on a true family story and is a reflection of the past, present and the future. So this WHITE man and his missionary entourage landed in Africa. The amazing continent quickly ruptured his idea of heaven. The air was lung-tickling, the rivers and the lakes glistening with sweet waters, the crops bustling with untapped calories and the fattened livestock with vigorous vitality. He had never seen a people so black, with an albedo rivaling coal is what he thought. When he spotted the bare-topped women his manhood, defied gravity like never before. “Goood Laaawd, thankyou”, he murmured. The natives viewed him with some awe-fear, thinking they never seen a being so p...