(Losing my Virginity to Heineken)
Something interesting happened in Joburg last week. After many years of drinking anything from Ohlssons, Captain Morgan, Jack Daniel, Jameson and many different alcoholic beverages I finally lost my Lager virginity to Heineken.
The following evening after supper I quietly sneaked into my crib, grabbed my two babies, thought of a romantic way of welcoming the bitch into my one-night stand and decided, well this is the moment to cherish so I gave Heineken a blowjob first to the point that when I popped the cap it came – gushing foamy spunk. I emptied the two green bottles, froze the moment on a Polaroid and sat down to write this post. Now let’s go back to two days earlier.
In my Joburg sojourn I went past Nelspruit on Saturday where my
She finally crossed the border on Saturday and arrived in Nelspruit in the afternoon, we had a ready booking in one of the city’s inns, immediately she arrived we went there, watched the Paralympics and as they say, the rest is history.
Sunday morning she went back to
Our boy-talk was largely about chatting to strangers, the diamond-cutters from
On Wednesday I took the first 8h45 Translux out of Joburg and back to Nelspruit, which was really cold when I got to it. I’ll be back in Jozi on October 26 – 30 and that will be my last Joburg entry for this year. Hope you enjoy hey!