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Saturday, March 9, 2013

Coitus Interruptus Zimbabwe Style (I Ain't Lion)


Forget Romeo and Juliet and picture this:  Kariba, Zimbabwe- resort town on the northwestern end of Lake Kariba in the Marshonaland West province.  It’s the center of tourist industry for the Lake Kariba region with two casinos and several restaurants.  This is where you live, you’ve been working all day at the local market, and can’t wait to get off so you can see your man and get off.  You have a bit of the home-brewed mahewu, some Mukumbi, or if your customers were truly making the year round heat unbearable, some doroluthwala.  The embers of your passions are sparked in a way you can’t control, and when said fisherman/boyfriend comes a-calling, y’all retreat to your favorite love nest in the secluded, bushy area near town.  You’re making your own amateur porn without the camera, when suddenly you hear a lion roar, and you become an episode of “When Animals Attack”. And it all gets hella real all of a sudden. 

It sounds like a ngano (fictional folklore) told through the ages, but no, unfortunately, it was the reality for Sharai Mawera.  Ms. Thang had an itch that only her man could scratch like he had done many times in the past, and they met in the quiet, hidden heat of the African bush.  Only this time, a rogue and obviously riled up lion, made himself the ménage of this a trois, and the “household of three” quickly became dinner for one. 

The fisherman boyfriend, who has remained nameless though he arrived at the police station and told the full story of the incident, managed to get away while the lion mauled the unfortunate Ms. Mawera, also known- for some bush reason that I don’t understand- as Mai Desire.  I do understand that the human fight or flight instinct kicks in, but damn yo, you left a bitch like that?  He was naked and unarmed, so I guess his only option was to outrun her, but it just sounds so cold.  It’s probably safe to say that Mustafa’s attack probably destroyed the boyfriend’s desire for outdoor sex, but even if it didn’t, 5 would get me 10 if I bet that no women in the town will ever again listen to his call of the wild to bang in the bushes.  As though it wasn’t enough that he lost his lady in such a horrid fashion, he walked naked-but for a condom- (yay, Africa) out onto the main road for help and no one would stop for a while because of the aforementioned fact.  That alone makes me makes me wonder what the hell goes on in the bush of Kariba which makes looking at naked people running in the road seem normal enough that folks don’t stop their cars and immediately question what the deuce they are seeing.  Is Zimbabwe Africa’s Florida?  "I’d like to stop and help you, but I don’t wanna get my face chewed off …"

The rangers shot at the lion, but he got away.  In their search, though, they found an arm and remains of a second corpse which they think is a man the lion attacked and ate last week- hence his not completely devouring Ms. Mawera.  People around the area of Kariba are being warned through flyers and common damn sense, “beer drinkers to avoid moving at night on foot”.  


Saturday, December 1, 2012

And on the 8th Day God Created the Septuagenarian Venus that is Hattie Wiener


Why do I keep hearing about that Honey Boo Boo when the real summit of beauty and grace on TLC is Hattie Wiener?  Although Hattie has been featured on 1 or 2 other TLC shows, I was only introduced to her goddessity on Sunday’s episode of “Extreme Cougar Wives”.  The show is complete crap, but sometimes you have to pick through cow dung to get to the Psilocybin mushrooms- and Hattie is a lovely, lovely trip. 

This holistic life coach and expert in anti-aging and sexuality who has authored/co-authored 3 books, is like Tallulah Bankhead, Blanche Deveraux, and Mae West all rolled into one sexy girlfriend.  Who happens to be 76.  She swims, she works out, she masturbates, and she is a straight up, unapologetic, young-dick-haver.  On the episode of “ECW” that I saw, she had 2 dates with a 29-year-old cub, and then met another young 25-year-old cat at the swimming pool!  I hope I still even know what a penis is when I am 76, let alone be active enough to still go on dates and mack on dudes.

Say what you will and hate all you want, but this woman should be celebrated.  If not for her refreshingly cavalier attitude about sex, particularly, senior sex, then for her self-awareness, self- knowledge, and self-honesty.  She has realized what path makes her happy and is following it as she enjoys her soul’s journey.  It’s not about achieving a goal or finding something at the end, it’s about making the most of the ramble.  Some might call her a spiritual slut, and she probably wouldn’t care, but we all would so much happier if we spent less time hatin’ and more time realizing what would make each of us happy and guide us to our own paths. We would do well if we all were as soulfully aware as this bar-hopping gangy who says "hell yeah" to sex on the first date. 

Hattie Wiener is my new hero.  After her divorce at 48, she built it and they came (and so did she, evidently).  I want to be her when I “sept up” (hit my 70s), and I don’t care who knows it.  She is so bad ass, she makes Betty White look like a punk.  And err’body knows that Betty White ain’t no punk.

When your last name is Wiener, whether you dig it or not, you are gonna get clowned.  When your last name is Wiener and you love dick, well, that’s the universe telling you something and you should listen.  Thankfully, Hattie did.

“With or without a partner, I’ll keep dancing.” – Hattie Wiener.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

A Smile about Sex (ASS) 5-2-12

copied from:  http://www.lilith-ezine.com/articles/sex/Sex-Jokes-and-Cartoons-IV.html

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