A man is A man
And I will die to that statement. Power or wealth you name it, a simple glimpse of thigh power can have a man lose his senses. True and annoying this fact is. But then again with such intense levels of testosterone, who can blame them.
Every time I see one of them Executive directors, MDs or Ministers throw their weight around, am thinking… ‘Man for all your pomp behind it lies an untamed beast’. So generally who can blame Mahogany for living up to his testosterone levels. I pity those who think he should resign over such a thing.
What irks me though is how carelessly he does his business. Surely if you must cheat can’t you at least be smart about it and have control over your Nakku’s. A man who gets caught is absolutely unforgiveable.While I don’t vouch for cheating I believe that if you must do it,atleast don’t go about it unsystematically.
Anyhow back to men and testosterone levels, I remember this sixty something Ambassador of one of the African countries who wanted a piece of me. In all his pomp, air conditioned office and wealth; the damn man was all but a boy begging for some.(he wasn’t even cute)
Boy was it disgusting every time he flashed his crooked smile, and made promise after promise of being able to take good care of me.
Apparently, I was worth a lot as a young lady so he was taking it upon himself to be close to me and pour the luxury of holiday trips to South Africa, London and anywhere I fancied. Then week end pocket money (which he gave that day of about 200,000)
Believe me that was tagged blood money by the gals and we spent it on shoes, bags and a wild night out just in case it had juju . Then the winning promise was that he could pay for my masters degree cash on spot for the whole year or at intervals, basically my choice….
And you blame women who fall into the lion’s den?
The catch got closer when he mentioned flying together to South Africa but on different flights or sections (poor me was to be in economy while drank champagne in First class), check into different hotels but meet later. Whatever was to happen there after I dare not imagine.
But then even before all that, he suggested that it would be nice to visit him at his house the next weekend to give him company because he is lonely. (his family enjoys his country men’s tax money abroad) But apparently after taking an HIV test from his specially recommended Doctor since he takes his tests every three months.
When he saw the shock on my face, his excellency was quick to mention that his regular tests are not sex related but coz one can get HIV from anything including Salad. Can u imagine… And there we were getting shocked when Zuma opted for a shower.
And that sealed his fate, ABSOLUTE NO! Silently I agree, but the moment I walked out of his door was the last he set eyes on me. Forget that the blood money was stashed away in my bag. It was time to RUN without looking back.
So much for men of power and booty.
Every time I see one of them Executive directors, MDs or Ministers throw their weight around, am thinking… ‘Man for all your pomp behind it lies an untamed beast’. So generally who can blame Mahogany for living up to his testosterone levels. I pity those who think he should resign over such a thing.
What irks me though is how carelessly he does his business. Surely if you must cheat can’t you at least be smart about it and have control over your Nakku’s. A man who gets caught is absolutely unforgiveable.While I don’t vouch for cheating I believe that if you must do it,atleast don’t go about it unsystematically.
Anyhow back to men and testosterone levels, I remember this sixty something Ambassador of one of the African countries who wanted a piece of me. In all his pomp, air conditioned office and wealth; the damn man was all but a boy begging for some.(he wasn’t even cute)
Boy was it disgusting every time he flashed his crooked smile, and made promise after promise of being able to take good care of me.
Apparently, I was worth a lot as a young lady so he was taking it upon himself to be close to me and pour the luxury of holiday trips to South Africa, London and anywhere I fancied. Then week end pocket money (which he gave that day of about 200,000)
Believe me that was tagged blood money by the gals and we spent it on shoes, bags and a wild night out just in case it had juju . Then the winning promise was that he could pay for my masters degree cash on spot for the whole year or at intervals, basically my choice….
And you blame women who fall into the lion’s den?
The catch got closer when he mentioned flying together to South Africa but on different flights or sections (poor me was to be in economy while drank champagne in First class), check into different hotels but meet later. Whatever was to happen there after I dare not imagine.
But then even before all that, he suggested that it would be nice to visit him at his house the next weekend to give him company because he is lonely. (his family enjoys his country men’s tax money abroad) But apparently after taking an HIV test from his specially recommended Doctor since he takes his tests every three months.
When he saw the shock on my face, his excellency was quick to mention that his regular tests are not sex related but coz one can get HIV from anything including Salad. Can u imagine… And there we were getting shocked when Zuma opted for a shower.
And that sealed his fate, ABSOLUTE NO! Silently I agree, but the moment I walked out of his door was the last he set eyes on me. Forget that the blood money was stashed away in my bag. It was time to RUN without looking back.
So much for men of power and booty.
Labels: women and men
posted by Duksey @ 5:30 am
4 Comments:
At 3/30/2007 10:28 am ,
Savage said...
HIV from salad? I never laughed so darn hard.
Now that is the strain of HIV I know I never have to worry about as I don't eat salad-I am not a rabbit, I don't eat grass.
At 3/31/2007 2:40 am ,
Duksey said...
@savage;If we are to go by that guy's thoughts,the HIV would probably move on from the salad to the animal that eats it.So its gona get you from the beef.No escaping
At 3/31/2007 4:34 am ,
Dennis D. Muhumuza said...
hilarious! rapid fire! po po po po!! thou u do cheat us yr readers. i.e. i wud hav expected u 2 giv graphic details of how he begged 4 it. did he cal u sweet banana? did he shake like a leaf b4 sayin he was sick & u were his medicine? why didn't u giv the old bull some aftr all he wanted only "a pience of u" --if we r talkin bread that's a crumb -& without butter on it! anyhow, am only jokin. in fact am mad that u cud accept his black dime, & of all use part of it 2 buy a bag that will remind u of men that befoul society. one more thing -not all males r sent wild by a fairer thigh, some are honourable.
At 3/31/2007 4:49 am ,
Duksey said...
@countryboy;I decided to spare you'al the xrated details...
I really loath men who think that money can buy love so i love to teach them a lesson,besides taking the money was the fastest way to get over and done with him.I didnt want him to start pestering and begging me to take the money.
Believe me it was better to get away from that air conditioned office as soon as possible after learning that the intended interview was actually meant to be a carpet one.
Remember him!not a chance in the world,for you have to be a woman to know that we meet these tom,dicks and harry daily but cant even remember the first letter of their names after snubing them.
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