we all like sex

Well,before your mind wanders and you think i am about to give you an expose on mind bending,toe curling,brain frying coitus,think again.I am actually referring to sex as in gender.
Though wea all like to pretend that it does not matter,i have personally seen many a fathers go ballistic when there spouses give birth to a bouncing baby maradona,and yes,they try to seem excited when their bundle of girlie goodness arrives but the difference is most times unmistakable.
Even in work places,there seems to be an aversion to employing women to certain positions,you might say things seem to be better now but honestly speaking a few isolated cases in a million is not exactly canaan.
Last word is,be it a maradona or a madonna,they all come good in the end.

dead street fighter or docile survivor?

Walking home one very dark and late Wednesday night,it was exactly on the night ac Milan and liverpool played the final of the European champions league,i had just gotten to the last bend that led to my house when this very short(i call him very short cos i am what you would call short and i was still taller than this midget)jumped me and held a gun to my mid-riff;should i jump him back or should i play obedient;i did the right thing,a friend of mine was shot 2weeks later by possibly the same fellow.
Many marriages have been destroyed by cases where the wives have been harassed and the men have stayed quiet;it hurts when someone humiliates you and your husband cant do anything about it,but would you rather have a dead husband than a living coward?

broken backs or maybachs?

The whole idea of hardwork always leading to success may just be an overrated fantasy.I know people who have worked hard all their lives without the slightly rewards,maybe heaven might just be a welcome succor.
Not to say that all work and no play always leads to no gain but as a friend of mine likes to say;many roads lead to heaven.

fowl play

I have an absurd love of poultry;fried,boiled,grilled,baked;anyway chicken comes,believe me i wont chicken out.I think my love affair started as a little kid cos chicken was kind of a celebratory meal growing;birthdays,christmas,easter;i think you get the drill.but now,chicken is exactly what it is,chicken;so i guess i am kind of making up for lost time.

ma peoples

i know people who know people and this people invariably know people;bottom line,i know peoples.
I live in a society where standards and excellence as so often being disregarded for the sake of family and tribal ties.Yes you graduated top of your class but you know something,my sisters son kind of needs a job and yes i know he could only make graduation cos our uncle is the chancellor but you know what,he is a good kid and i am very sorry there is no space.
I believe we all should look inside our selves and decide if letting nepotism take the place of excellence is worth it in the long run;You never know,that little cousin you got a job for at the hospital just might kill you someday.

poem

Loneliness in darkness plays tricks on the mind the most,Every corner hides a ghost,Forgotten thoughts come to the fore,Every sense is alive much more