Just came up for air, that’s all, been a while, not sure what to say, maybe I’ll just take a swipe at music fans who like b.o.b’s ‘Nothing on you’ what a boring piece of work, I know I’m getting old but even then, there are some songs that don’t deserve to be number one. Speaking of which isn’t Raymond vs Raymond the tits? I mean is that one sublime spectacular album or what? that dude should never have gotten married in the first place, I mean some guys were just born to be bachelors, a gift from god to the female species, am sure even princess would agree.
Mean while Lulu came into office sporting some elegant braids on her head, she gave new meaning to the word hot, if I wasn’t in my second week of therapy for sex addiction I would have asked her to have my ……….what are they called? little irritating things that wail and make noise, gulp milk like it’s H2O and expect you to change their stinkin nappies after that.
Somebody ask Jny what I did to him, he don’t come for lunch no more and the last time I called him up for a swallow guess what he said, he said he was just going to take a ka polite one and go to bed, yes a ka polite one, much as I was disappointed I couldn’t help but smile at the slang, a ka polite one indeed.
I didn’t think I would make it this long above water but hey what do you know? here I am breathing easy, but just like Jny I came for a ka polite one, now am gone.