Dude, keep your Vic Falls, and I’ll keep my Harare by Joe BlackPosted on26 October, 2007 feck this hot, dead, joyless chick-thin town. I want to go home.
22 Replies to “Dude, keep your Vic Falls, and I’ll keep my Harare”
It could be worse, you could be in Triangle on the sugar estates. Where the only totty would be the labourers’ gap-toothed saggy-breasted ashy-skinned dried-out-by-too-many-births wives. And their heridan daughters.
Dont be a baby Joey u were always ready to enjoy any place, Washaya vasikana ?
Gap-toothed saggy-breasted ash-skinned? My type, baby!
True Lisa ndashaya, but I’m not being a baby. I really, truly wanna go home. I can’t find a fucking potato salad in this town.
Gees, what kind of mutant potato salad do you have in Zim that engages in such nefarious activities? Things cant be that tight on the woman front that you would have to resort to POTATO SALAD!
Come back, i have it on good authority that certain people, that will remain nameless, are missing you….oh, and its a lovely, liveable 21 degrees in the Sunshine City with lots of cumulonimbus clouds to give us some shade 🙂
Eh, please name names Vim…. (this sounds like a juicy rosti) Just who is missing Joe Black???
Mike don’t be shocked bra, I’m extremely missable!
I shall remain “mum” on the matter 🙂
Hmmm now I’m curious …
A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the Priest beside her, “Father, may I ask a favor?”
“Of course my child. What may I do for you?”
“Well, I bought an expensive woman’s electronic hair dryer for my mother’s birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs limits, and I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?”
The priest answered: “I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn
you: I will not lie.”
“With your honest face, Father, no one will question you”
When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her.
The official asked, “Father, do you have anything to declare?”
“From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare.”
The official thought this answer strange, so asked, “And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?”
“I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is,
to date, unused.”
Roaring with laughter, the official said, “Go ahead, Father.” Next!
A Male whale and a female whale were swimming off the coast of Japan
when they noticed a whaling ship.
The male whale recognised it as the same ship that had harpooned his
father many years
He said to the female whale, “Let’s both swim under the ship and blow
out of our air holes at the same time and it should cause the ship to
turn over and sink.”
They tried it and sure enough, the ship turned over and quickly sank.
Soon however, the whales realised the sailors had jumped overboard
and were swimming to the safety of shore.
The male was enraged that they were going to get away and said to the
female, “let’s swim after them and gobble them up before they reach
At this point, the male whale realised the female was becoming
reluctant to follow him.
“What’s the matter darling?”
“Look love,” she said, “I went along with the blow job, BUT
“I absolutely refuse to swallow the seamen.”
re: post 10, unless he is a Catholic priest when he uses his instrument on pre-pubescent boys.
p.s. I am Catholic.
back to the main gwan…….
UPDATE: Actually, there was croupier training at the casino this weekend, so Saturday night Wild Thing was … Wild. And there were lots of Things.
Marked improvement, but a flash in the pan. Back to doldrums. Ho hum.
uh huh… pa- “missing” apa was where we left this… Vim? Where the names at? 🙂
MJ, you getting worried?
Now even I am also slightly curious.
Re 16: hardly.
I guess Vimbai really is keeping mum, despite generating all this interest.
to quote an average Joe ‘there is nothing to see here’
For sure. Mai varamba ava amai varamba…
Looks like the secret admirer will forever remain secret… we can therefore (and shall) only speculate.
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