Sneaking in

A man was approached by a colleague at lunch who invited him out for a few beers after work. The man said that his wife would never go for it, that she does not allow him to go drinking with the guys after work.

The colleague suggested a way to overcome that problem: "When you get home tonight, sneak into the house, slide down under the sheets, gently pull down your wife's panties, and give her oral sex. Women love it, and believe me, she'll never mention that you were out late with the boys."

So the man agreed to try it, and went out and enjoyed himself. Late that night, he sneaked into the house, slid down under the sheets, gently slid down his wife's panties, and gave her oral sex. She moaned and groaned with pleasure, but after a little while, he realized he had to take a leak, so he told he he'd be right back, got out of bed and walked down the hall to the toilet.

When he opened the door and went in, he was very surprised to see his wife coming out of the bathroom.


"How did you get in here?" he asked.
"Shhh!" she replied, "you'll wake-up my mother!"

Gammat

Sielkundige vra vir Gammat : Kyk jy vir jou vrou se gesig gedurende seks.

"Ek het eenkeer en sy het redelik de moer in gelyk."

"Hoe dan so?"

"Sy het by die venster ingeloer."

 

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Gammat verdrink in 'n wynvat op die plaas. Regter vra of hy dadelik

verdrink het.

Getuie, "Ny djou honor, hy't 2 maal uitgeklim om te pee".

Some consideration

This week I decided to give a personnel agent the boot because of the second no-show of one of their candidates for an interview without any notification whatsoever.

I probably would have let it slide if the agent actually apologised after I notified her of the first no-show.

This gets me down to the topic, if any of these candidates or even the agent had shown some consideration, and did the right thing, one of the five candidates that had an interview scheduled might have been the right one.  But since none of them showed any consideration, I decided to do the same, and cancel all the remaining interviews, and move my business to another agent.

Unfotunately this trend of showing no consideration for our fellow South Africans is becoming more and more evident nowadays.  On our roads, in our shops, everywhere.

Until we don't start showing some, our country is never going to be the awesome place it could be…

The message that I'm trying to convey here, is that next time you do something that could influence the lives of others, have some consideration for the repercussions of your actions.

‘It is because I am black’: South Africa: News: News24

This statement by a senior provincial politician embodies what is currently wrong with our country.  And the people on the street learn their bad habits from this.

The politician's motorcade was driving too fast, just another person that's supposed to set an example,  but that thinks he is above the law.  And when a white person takes him on about breaking the law, he immediately falls back on the old "Apartheid"/"You're hassling me because I'm black" excuse.

You can seriously stop with that now, we're hassling you because you're not above the law, and you should start setting an example for your people.

In my opinion, the moment our population stop attaching anything remotely racist to normal comments, our country will be a much better place.

Link to 'It is because I am black': South Africa: News: News24

Smile for the day – Auntie Karen

The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment – Get their

parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories.

 

Michael said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg-laying

hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the

front seat of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the

eggs went flying and broke and made a mess."

 

"What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher.

 

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"

 

Very good," said the teacher.

 

Next little Sarah raised her hand and said,

 

"Our family are farmers too. But we raise chickens for the meat

market.  We had a dozen eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks, and the moral to this story is, "Don't count your chickens before they're hatched."

 

"That was a fine story Sarah.  Ashleigh, do you have a story to share?"

  

"Yes, my daddy told me this story about my Aunty Karen.

 

Aunty Karen was a flight engineer in the Gulf War and her plane was

hit.

 

She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle

of whisky, a machine gun and a machete.

 

She drank the whisky on the way down so it wouldn't break and then she

landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of

them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she

killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she

killed the last ten with her bare hands."

 

"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did

your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"

 

"Stay the f**k away from Aunty Karen when she's been drinking."