How to get fired on your own terms

* Please don’t follow these steps if you like your job and making a killing, I will not be held responsible for any costs that could occur or maintenance of your kids.

Some of us had those where you hate your job so much and just want to take a crap on your boss’s desk (don’t do that, you will get arrested for public indecency)

But you can follow these steps to get fired and actually going out in style, just have a back up plan. * See first paragraph if you regret the decision afterwards.

I will start with some of the basic actions that you can do and move on to stuff that you didn’t even think off, well hopefully.

-          Show up late for everything, never be on time but expect it from everyone else.

-          Mess up the most simplest of tasks, make coffee instead of tea for the healthy living boss or use documents as your food plate.

-          Sabotage the Aircon, put it on cold in the winter and heat up the office in the summer or just kill a rat in the air vent.

-          Steal, not money but stationary with someone’s name on and claim it as your own. Guaranteed to make a few enemies.

-          Eat beans and boiled eggs the whole day, sit back and wait for nature to kick in.

-          Bring your pet to work, a big unwashed dog that shits constantly will suffice.

-          Misspell your co-workers names every time on paperwork and claim that the name are hard to pronounce.

-          Leave your food in the fridge for weeks with a sign on “don’t touch”

-          Claim that water is so expensive, and that you found a cheaper way to get clean. Then point at the water dispenser.

-          Date and dump co-workers regularly.

-          Use the fire extinguishers to make foam in your coffee.

-          Wear crocs to all your meetings and try to convince people that they are the next big thing.

-          Bitch and moan about your salary to the new guy and in the same sentence ask him what he is earning.

-          Make photo copies of your ass daily.

-          Superglue your co-workers mouse to their desks, instant respect from me.

-          Have the most irritating ring tone and never pick up your phone, try Lonely from Akon or Heartbeat from Enrique. Punches may be thrown.

-          Break the coffee maker.

-          Download and print your porn, then leave it at the printer.

-          Num lock all the keypads in the office, frustration will follow.

-          Lock people in the bathroom as frequently as possible.

-          Take paper from work for personal use and make sure everyone sees you do it.

-          Forward every email that requires you to send it to 10 people to make your wish come true, and be dead serious about it.

-          Order take aways and not have any money on you.

-          Park in the boss’s spot or just take up two parkings, in other words – Park like an asshole.

-          Fight everyday with your lover on the phone and afterwards do phonesex to make up.

If you at least complete 3 of these things you will be jobless sooner than later, and join those lucky basterds living of welfare.

How to survive the winter my way:

It is cold and everyone is complaining on how shit the weather is, and there is no getting away from it unless you move to some desert African country for the next few months which I don’t recommend unless you like hunting for your food.

But I have an outcome for you if you don’t enjoy the cold front causing the numbness of your slong in the night and you are missing the lack of clothes during sex, cause face it. Having sexy time is not the same if you in your polo neck and wooly socks.

Here are as few essential things to do when summer gives us the finger and walks out:

-Clothes, have a lot of them on or near you because it doesn’t get worse than having too little on and freezing your balls off.

-Soup, it may be boiled water with vegetables and fake meat in but it goes down so nicely when you chilling in front of the fireplace (don’t worry, I don’t have one either)

-Bonfires are the mother earth’s gift to people, use it wisely.

-You probably will get sick no matter what, so plan ahead. A bottle of apple sours a day keeps the doctor away.

-Be a mammoth, be poofy. You will look like a noob, but at least you’re a warm noob. 

-Grow facial hair, nothing beats a good patch of face fur to protect your skin, I would personally go for the late Osama look.

-Sweat equals heat, so get the bicycle out of the garage and hit the street (just leave the Lycra buried in your cupboard) or take up dancing, it allows for you to keep your body at a reasonable degree while you building some serious “gevaarlike” moves.

-Cuddle, it is what makes the winter worthwhile. Take a long relaxing bath with your partner or just lay in bed assuming the spoon position.

-To avoid the cold and not miss out on your drinking habits, I suggest a nice bottle of red wine which will go perfectly with the bath or if you poor like me a bottle of OBS will suffice.

To close of my post, I will have to say regardless of whether you are prepared or not, this winter is kicking my ass and I’m sure I am not alone in this.

Being a BUM, and rocking at the same time

They are everywhere at the moment, street corners, malls and even the curb outside your house. You won't easily get rib of them except if you throw them with money or an object that looks like a R5, think large bottle caps: works like a charm. 

But I am not going to bitch and moan about it, because we do that everyday. Don't tell me you have never swatted or chased them away like they have been infected with the black plague. I do it, your mom does it even your grandpa in his Datsun bakkie is guilty of it.

 I am going to explain a few easy steps to be the most homeless looking bum in the world and earning a few bucks along the way. 

1-Always look like you are sad, make other people feel guilty because of your situation.

2-Never ever wear shoes, Shoprite bags around your feet if the tar is hot is your only option.

3-Make like you have some sort of a childish skill, painting a bird on a piece of cardboard works perfectly.

4-Throw away your razors, you need to have that cave man look.

5-Always have a last bit of Coke or water left in your bottle, avoid full bottles so that you look thirsty the whole time.

6-Don't sell anything, the less you look like you are doing something to improve your situation the more people will fee sorry for you.

7-Develop a disability, get a wheelchair, cane or dark glasses.

8-Wear clothes that are 3 sizes to small or big, it shows people that you don't fit in anywhere in the world.

 9-Leave your sob stories for "dronk verdriet" nights, make up the most absurd things to put on your piece of cardboard (see these fine examples)

10-Always have good manners and say thank you, no one likes a grumpy bum.

11-Don't accept work from people, you already in the hobo business, who needs to actually do labor when you can make up your own hours and evade tax.

 These are only a few hints to get the ball rolling, if you have any other interesting tips to help some unfortunate bum in the future, please do tell. Happy begging and don't forget to hide that smile, a good bum is always poor.

I was ALMOST a victim of South African Crime, prevention is the key.

This is based on actual events that happened yesterday.

It was a mighty fine Sunday afternoon, so I decided to treat my girl for a day at the Zoo. We were driving to our destination and approximately 5minutes from it, I ended a call from my cell phone and all of a sudden there were two black hands on it from outside the window....

Some of you might have been in a similar situation as mine or will be someday, it is inevitable for us living in a country like South Africa. I am not always this negative about it but fuck that, I am fed up with this shit! But there are proper ways to prevent stuff like this from happening:

1-Be aware of your surroundings, think hunter in a bush! 

2-Don't make the same mistake as I did, close your windows in areas which are hi jacking hot spots.  

3-Carry a weapon that's easy to use like pepper spray or a cool stun gun to nail these assholes.

4-Expect the unexpected, your reflexes needs to be fast. 

5-Don't feel sorry for beggars, Fuck em! That was their choice! I will not be giving out my money that I worked for, for these people that steal your stuff in anyway.

6-Keep your car in 1st gear for a quick escape if someone tries to invade your privacy and “borrow” your stuff.

7-Don't think cops will help you, I had two of them that were 6meters away just eye balling the situation and not giving a fuck.

8-Please all you girls and women, don't drive alone in dangerous areas. 

9-Don't do drugs. 

10-Keep your personal belongings safe and not that visible.

Lastly-If you can't out drive them, drive over them, self defence is the key here.

Excuse my use of language for the next few sentences:

So I had these two fucking asshole hands on my phone while it was still in my hand, he tried to grab and run away, but I pulled so hard so that the fucker came halfway in my car, his head almost at the hand brake ( even my girl got a few slaps in, good job).

So I used my free hand to fist pump him in the face, knocking my hand and his fucking eye into a purple frenzy, it was adrenaline pumping like crazy. So he fell literally on his ass in the street out of the car much to the amazement of two fucking lazy ass cops that were sitting in the safety of their van across the street!

 So it ended with me still having my phone all the way in my right hand, left knuckle hurting like hell and my girl hysterical. But life goes on and we went to enjoy our day further at the Zoo, which was very lovely.

Just remember fucker if you are reading this, you will not take my shit from me without a fight and hopefully your eye will rot out of your socket because it won't heal! Lots of kisses!  Me (ps my sexy readers, I am not a fighting person at all and really not aggressive)

Recollections of a former 22 year old’s night:

I am writing this now because if I had to yesterday, my keyword would have been covered in Olmega and brandy.

As some of you know I had my party on Tuesday the 17^th of May, and how epic was it. I can still feel the alcohol flowing through my veins as I am typing this. Back to the start, where it all began. My dearest mom took me out for Sushi and beer in the morning, that was the first of many alcoholic refreshments to come.

Some parts of the night are still blurred out of my mind, but I promise everyone I was “soet en het geen kak aangevang nie”. I had the privilege to party with some of the greatest people in the world, they made me drink the most potent combination ever while I attempted to handstand, it basically came down to me getting my pants getting pulled down and hanging in my boxers upside down for all the world to see ( thanks Manie and Dan).

 Let me first tell you what I tasted in the glorious mix while I was showing my crown jewels to my guests, it was something with beer, Po10C, brandy and Tequila. It was a recipe for disaster because the guy that had to pour it in my throat was also a little drunk and not entirely accurate, Ballie poured the first 500ml in my mouth with no problem what so ever, then it went all pear shaped from there. From there on I had that mix poured in my eyes for roughly about 5 seconds, it burned people, it really did. 

Imagine my situation at the moment, I had the mix in my mouth, in my eyes and in my hair and all the while hanging upside down with all my belongings falling out of my pants…I can describe that as one of the funniest moments in my life. (I have the video but I don’t know if I should show it?)

After this fuckup I misplaced one of my legs in the swimming pool, now I had the stickiest face and shirt, and to make it even more awesome, my right side of my body was wet due to pool water.

Back to the night, we had a lot of beer pong games played (we play with bats, not that throwing shit thing). But due to an accident before hand, we only had three bats. So I choose to play with a DVD case, I played, I rocked and I won. Simple as that!

It was really an amazing night people, I drank a few shots of tequila, but that last one was just one step to far for me to stumble (The Tequila was fucking awesome Pierre), the shot went down….I thought all Hell would be coming out of my mouth and the floodgates would open, but fate didn’t want me to “kots” that night, so I didn’t really cleanse my stomach at all that night….

To end of the spectacular night, I crawled in behind my girlfriend at about 5 o’clock who was already in the bed, and woke up at 11am with the most foul taste in my mouth and basically my Heuwels Fantasties shirt resembling a kitchen mop.

It was a truly EPIC night and thanks to everyone that came out.

Ballie- I am still sticky and can not remember anything from our early morning Call of Duty game.

Dan- The French brandy resulted in me tumbling thinking I was a hunter.

Jacques- I drank all your brandy, my bad!

Shaun and Caitlin- Sorry for trying to kick your car for fun, and basically missed it resulting in my tumbling on your bonnet.

Pierre- Tequila shots are always better with you bud.

Poena and Pieter- Never say “ek gaan dit rustig vat nie”, because it was everything but that.

CJ- Thanks for everything, without you the night would have been a dull affair.

Ali- Thanks for coming and please keep the Bravoska Vodka for yourself.

Manie- All good bro, enjoy the Cape.

Kg and Hendraak- Beer pong was invented for you guys, I am awaiting our next game.

Louen- At least you didn't pass out at 7 and thank for those extra few Black Labels

Estee- Cuzzie, dit was fokken lekker!!

Benji- That 6 beers killed me too.

Niel- Next round is at Oppikoppi.

The 4 C’s (Charldene, Caitlin, Candice and Charmaine)- What great girls to party with, and remember that the Zombie attack will happen!

If I left you out, I am truly sorry and will make up for it with hugs and kisses.

Welcome to FAIL Tuesday

This day every week shall be known forth as Fail Tuesday, where I will be putting on the best fail pictures and videos. It will not be themed like Babe Friday but I will rather be spoiling your eye balls with the best fails you have ever seen. It will be anything ranging from idiotic people to camels doing what we all love others to do….FAIL!

If you have got anything that’s good and you think it can be in the next post, you guys can send it to whyedcontact@gmail.com , it can be anything in the fail line. And I will give thanks to you on the post.

This week I will be starting with a few hilarious ones that I think will set the bar for the next batch.

For the ones that are watching this on a computer, here is a nice movie for the top fails  in my book.

I demand more Zombies

I demand more zombies, they are really the most awesome things in the world, except if they bite your hand or devour you’re already removed by force kidneys. I would love for more zombie movies to come out because they are what I like in a movie, no romance, a bit of comic relief and a lot of violence (no pain, no gain). But you know what would really be the bomb, if there was an outbreak like in the films, it would be chaos and shit everywhere. What was once your workplace is now turned into an undead birth chamber and your house a zombie fuck fest.

These things would roam the streets prowling like tigers for blood and guts, no one would be safe. Except the brave few that were prepared (see Bangers and Nash site for hints on how to prepare), family and friends would be tossed away like smelly ham in the fridge if they were infected with the deadly virus.

I say screw 2012, I don’t want earthquakes, floods, comets and deadly UV rays. Zombies are where the shit is at, mainly because the government will fall to pieces within minutes and blame it on hate speech. Imagine the awesomeness in this people: no work except if you scavenge for something edible to eat, no lousy friends because they are dead or being eaten at this very moment, roads will probably be the same because there will still be potholes everywhere, no irritating little kids although they will probably more interested in your Mcbrain than that 4 week old chocolate in your back pocket and lastly no taxis, that would make it worthwhile for me :).

A lot of people will probably get fit and in the same breath eaten while they are running away, but not me because I already got my eyes on the people’s Hummer down the road. When the shit hits the fan, I will steal that thing without a second thought in my mind. Drive down to any ammo store (which I don’t really know where one is at the moment) and go to Builders Warehouse to pick up a few necessary weapons like an axe, chainsaw, baseball bat, any cool power tool, samurai sword and a crossbow.

Also a worthwhile idea is to have a mean ass dog or just a smart one (think I am Legend) to keep you company when everyone around you has turned into a flesh eating undead creature.

 It is near readers; don’t delay in preparing yourself for the ultimate test of survival, its going to be a lot like Survivor and Idols mixed. If you make it through you will definitely not be winning a fuck load of money and certainly not a record deal because there will be nothing, it will be up to the survivors to rebuild the empire and bring peace to the anarchy that was once called home….actually it wont be anything like the two TV shows mentioned above. What the hell was I thinking?

And one more thing people if it hits; if it is dark, smelling like rotten flesh and you are thinking that there are shadows around you creeping closer. Give up because you are in plain words, already FUCKED!

The big C word, you knew it was coming

Lying deceiving and being cunning that is how people describe others that are being dishonest towards them. I'm talking about the big C, if you don't know what I am talking about, it's the C in the big R....Its cheating in a relationship. It has affected some of us, more so than others.

You know the feeling that you get when you find out, anger, pain, agony and just the moment when you just want to punch the shit out of something. Let's face it, it fucking sucks to be cheated on, but the worst has got to be cheated on, I mean really, you waking up with them screwing on you (that would be really weird and awkward for me personally).  I have experienced it both ways, and not one of them came out right, utterly kak. I promise you, nothing good comes of it. 

The main reasons for cheating have got to be lust, lack of emotions, feelings changing and the last one, alcohol (die fokken euwel van die wereld). My opinion regarding these factors is the first ones are consciously and the last one unconsciously, because who the hell is really in control when you drunk, definitely not you. Not that I am approving drunk cheating, it is still your choice for drinking, if you were force fed and tied to a chair, then I would recommend getting new friends. 

Cheating, lying and still going on with it regardless if you are in a relationship is the worst, because of the ongoing manipulating of your partner is just as bad as Justin Bieber not having a gender. The point in all this is to try and keep on the straight path through thick and thin with each other, where others may have fallen. I'm not trying to give advice but rather warn of the shit that can be caused in a moment of madness.    

 Wow that is really one of the best endings ever, boom! Right there. Last words from a ranting, idiotic but sexy guy: Have fun with your lover, be spontaneous, try different locations, positions or use rough riders to spice it up if there is love lacking!

But in simpler words: We met, we talked, we liked, we called, we texted, we dated, we committed, I loved, you cheated, we're done, you're deleted.

(Shot Michelle for the idea)

Have you ever felt the same as everyone else?

I know the feeling, it feels like you are not different to anyone else. It feels like you a direct copy of the person next to you in a routine that continues everyday exactly the same. It’s a little bit true because how can there not be a person in the world that is not thinking about the same stuff as you and also doing a kak job like you. Good news is that there is absolutely no one that looks like you, maybe a close resemblance, but I bet you that he doesn’t have that big zit on his forehead that makes you look like you are from India or that birth mark that some people still mistake as crap on your leg.

But my point is, be glad you are from a country where everyone (I mean male and female) does not look almost the same like these poor folks.

Bush VS Obama

So this Osama Bin Laden thing is actually quite huge because overseas news people are still going on about the story, if he is really dead and why is he dumped in the ocean. People are so damn skeptic about certain things which really is not the point of this whole post, the point I want to make is about Bush. No not that Bush (get your mind out of the gutter), I am talking about Meneer George W. Bush. He basically started this whole war on terror; Obama just took over where he left off. So just to pay tribute to the man that was the previous president of the US and A. I have put in this awesome clip showing his brilliance and knowledge of the world.

Actually I think he was quite a douche, and I know it is not Bush in the video. It is one of my all time favourite comedians, WILL FERRELL showing us exactly how “smart” he really was…..

I was lost

Getting lost sucks, we all done it countless times and still keep on doing it and probably will keep on doing it till the day we die. Some people are so “rigting befok” they will probably miss the bright white light when they die and end up in Baberton's butchery. I got lost this weekend on the way to a little kid’s party and holy shit, were we lost. We were at that point where shouting and swearing in your mind was a thing of the past, we were at the moment where you just think to yourself  “Fuck me”, and to top it all off, we drove past the house twice. And the best part was yet to come, it was a pirate party so of course there were decorations on the gate, how we missed it twice is beyond me.

A GPS is so necessary these days because of all the road works for the World Cup 2010 (yes still happening) and signs that are stolen, and used not for the purpose that they are made for, like this lovely piece of architecture.

Another reason why getting lost is so obvious, I almost forgot it, is having a few beers beforehand. It makes a plain and simple path seem like an Indiana Jones map, full of obstacles and quizzes. I know a lot of people that has gotten lost leaving Hatfield, I am guilty of it, when leaving that place it always seems that someone moved some of the roads and banners to mindfuck with me, and I always seem to end up driving up a one way.

For some or other weird reason the road that you are looking for is always just behind you, in other words you passed it already, or the street name is covered in plants or there is an ANC poster just in front of it.

Been sick, done that, on a long weekend

I love public holidays, just for the fact that I can be extremely lazy and not do anything productive at all. This year was different though, I was sick so that meant no going out, no partying and no being out of bed for more than 30 minutes. It was dreadful to say the least, and what was usually sunshine around me was reduced to rain and medicine. I know a lot of people had the flu this past couple of days, making their houses look more like the zombie apocalypse hit than anything else. But like life, when there is a shitty situation there has to be a bit of good somewhere. Mine was not something, rather someone, I had a nurse to help me through my sickness (see article on why being single sucks, one of the perks of being in a relationship), yes I was nursed back to health by my girlfriend. The only thing that could of made it better would have been a skimpy hot nurse outfit to accompany her but alas it was not, but all the love and caring definitely helped me to get better soon and back on my feet.

I also noticed that television makes a huge difference on your road to recovery, if you are asking how does that work, then keep reading you fool because I am going to tell you now. Friday was probably the kakkest television schedule of all time, nothing worth while was on and that just made my day even worse than it was, I swear to you they thought that everyone was on holiday so they didn’t have to air anything good, only the shit shows that nobody wanted to watch and to make matters worse, I missed Wipeout (one of my favourite shows) due to DSTV fucking up their time schedule.

But how it changed the next day, there was so many good stuff on and I couldn’t decide what to watch and that actually made my day (I know it’s kind of petty, he gets excited from watching tv and it made his day). One such a thing that I enjoyed was the three Jurassic Park movies that was on TCM every night, that was rad, I wanted to be a Velociraptor this weekend, fuck everything else. Dinosaurs is where it is at people!

Invictus was also one of the best movies about South African history that I saw on Sunday night, well half of the movie I had to explain who Francios Pienaar( yes the Lays guy) and Jono Lomu was to my rather uninformed girlfriend. But none the less it showed the legend Mandela in his compassionate self and how appropriate was the timing with Freedom day just looming around the corner.

Hope you all enjoyed the damn long weekend and to those of you still on vacation, I truly despise you.

I want Speedboat

I was a good boy so far this year so hopefully Santa will bring me this for Christmas, screw the Playstation and samurai swords. Real manliness is in speedboats that can move at the speed of sound and make impossible turns at high speeds. My first words after the video started was, how the fuck is this guy doing it and how fun would it be to navigate this baby? 

I would probably kill myself or cause mayor bodily harm to myself and others around me if someone put me in charge of such a machine, so if you see me in the driver’s seat in a big ass speedboat, MOVE BITCH, GET OUT THE WAY!!

This is what presents is all about, girlfriend take note:

Why Ed is there no posts this week?

As most of you probably have noticed there has not been a update or a post since Friday last week, the plain simple reason is that I am not feeling all that good. I have come down with the evil flu, and have not been at my best for the past week. But don't fear, I will be trying to get a few posts in on the weekend. So keep your eyes peeled and remember to go crazy this weekend, because the only drinking I will do is Vitamin C and Cough Syrup.

Why being single is not all that great

Being single is really not all that awesome like some people make it out to be, you do sometimes have that freedom that whipped guys dream about. I have been there and done that, but when you in a good relationship those things don’t affect you like when you in a bad relationshit.

Everyone has had their fair share in horrible partners, the one’s where you say to yourself afterwards, what the hell was going through my mind?! The one where you were never good enough for them but when you leave them, they say you are the best thing that he/she will lose.

It’s the times where going out and partying has now turned into staying home and watching Desperate Housewives while massaging him/her back because everyone at work was fucked up today. It is also the time where visiting the parents happens more frequently that sex.

But it is not all doom and gloom, there are the times where you need some good old cuddling and TLC, even guys like it and the only place that you will get it is with your boyfriend/girlfriend. The best part about a good relationship is where you can do stuff together like rocking out at a party, watching movies (it is ALWAYS better with someone), have dinner and also being drunk and disorderly. Good relationships also decreases the possibility of getting a STD (be safe kids), because when you hooking up with a person for a one night stand, who could give a damn if he/she is dirty…everyone has had a friend or themselves fall into this awful trap.

Sure, single guys or girls can go out and flirt with some members of the opposite sex anytime they want, but it is that time when all your friends are with their lovers when it hits you, you are stuck alone. I have been there, got the t-shirt, it made me realize that everybody needs someone to love, sounds cheesy but it is true. You need someone to talk to, not the talking with your buddies, I mean the talks when you can go on for hours, laughing at stupid shit, it is the best feeling in the world where you can talk endlessly about random things with your partner while enjoying their company. Fuck, I sound like a drama queen now but none the less. Hope you all have awesome relationships where there is love and different sex positions all around.

Talking about sex positions, has anybody have a book on Kama Sutra? I am just curious on how many different moves there is, or how far your body can bend and twist.

And lastly, remember that midgets can pop out in a relationship or outside one so, cover your tool to prevent drool!

Dance, Friend or Foe Part 2

To continue my dancing debate of yesterday's post, I did not say all I wanted to. Another factor that makes everyone think they can dance like champions has to be alcohol. It makes you win or lose, but mostly lose very badly.

 Because your balance is fucked and view not all that good, you may think that you are rubbing your crotch on some hot girl's leg, but in reality you’re the guy trying to dry hump the bar chair. It has happened, I have witnesses some of the most disturbing things I have seen in my life.

A fine example of why drunk dancing makes you lose is that, of one of my good friends always resorting to removing his shirt in any place when he is busting his move, he has been kicked out of random pubs by bouncers from being half naked and dancing sloshed.

But in his fine words, “wie de fok gee om, ek geniet myself?!”

And to cap off a great discussion, here is some people that came, danced and lost.

Dance, Friend or Foe

Its Friday afternoon, you get to your house or flat! Kick off your work shoes, get your party boots and throw that tie as far as you can, put on some good music and get a ice cold beer out of the fridge. You call your “pelle” and tune them what the plans are for tonight, basically it would include a whole lot of partying and the occasional stop at BP for “padkos”.

You get to the bar which is usually packed with a lot of similar minded people like you, just wanting a few drinks, shots and good times, but wait, there is no one here at all. The bar looks deserted and drinks aren’t flowing the way they did last weekend. Did you miss something, is Fokofpolisiekar playing nearby or didn’t you get an invite to the biggest party ever?!

After a while of trying to make this funeral work, some bright spark gets the idea of going to a club….

The first thing that always comes to mind for me is dancing when somebody mentions clubbing. If you know me well enough you would know I am in fact not fond of dancing at all, it is really not my thang. I prefer sitting down and having a branna or 10 with the odd tequila here and there. Not that I look like a idiot while shaking my booty, I just don’t find it all that fun and enjoyable as other people do.

I would also say I do the random move here and there, nothing special, maybe even a air guitar after a few drinks while listening to a rocking band or song, but I would not move any limb of mine for Kurt Darren or Baby Tjoklits kak.

 

Now you know, but if you see me at the bar or something after midnight being jolly. I would not turn down a challenge for competitive freestyle dance moves like this handsome fellow below me.