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Short guys cant stand short guys either so why must we

Ok I'll pretend I didnt see the part where you mention how married you are and go straight to the s3x part of the story which I find hilarious. So you the next day you rush to get tested and somehow the two of you conveniently forgot that there is this thing called morning after pill?

I dont know If I should roll my eyes or take a hisss which is better?

I just came in here to see them anyone stood up yet

olas2u:
be bold and stop her and tell her that her face looks familar ,then when you talk ask for her number,she will not give you ,but she already knows you and she will give you the next time you talk simple

Please dont ever ever again walk up to a lady and tell her that she looks farmiliar. That line always works up my blood temperature. Why cant you simply greet politely and ask to get to know the person. Something like you caought my attention and I thought I should coem and introduce myself so we can get to know each other if you dont mind. Please underline if you dont mind

This war between Nigerian men and women is not going to end today

queeneve:
(chuckling and giggling) Shaking head and looking out the window,

@queeneve do you mind telling us why?

phraze:
i want to be a good, decent, loving and caring not some bad boy who has no NATIONAL AMBITON. DNT GET ME WRONG, bad guys are attractive but my people, i had rather be a SOMEWHERE TO GO than master the art of WOMANIZATION nd not use it for some POSITIVE IMPACT. GET IT POSTER,

some girls could go any length 4 me,

I wouldlike to see your picture if ts not asking for too much?? Girls arent you curious

Well I myself have got to admit that there is something about bad boys, however that goes without denial of the fact that they are not the best of options. There's never a dull momnet with bad boys and somehow we keep hoping that they'll grow up. Unfortunately the opposite always occurs and we never learn.

Guys me I really dont know what to say to you I was laughing all the way. Well in the end we all have preferences. Good luck to those still in search

aaaahhhh! nice one guys. Happily ever after. Nice one

HOT TODDY Usher feat. Jay Z

SA Goddess:
I well girl, glad to have you back. . . . . . . . . I get you about dry topics, I guess the pupils may have been on school break

Okay my sweet pea check you out tomorrow m off already. Smash the cock cockroach for me will you? and get home safely

Mr Cork!:
ok i suspect that chick is a lesbo , she kinda feeelin me

Well in that case I'll leave you up to my girl @GODDESS to sort you out I see she's been doing a great job of it thus far  

SA Goddess:
Lady, long time girl? Where have you been?

Sup my babe? Been out for a while. I guess for the most part I the topics started to get a bit dry and repetitive for my liking. Howdy my silly beans?

Now I know why they needed make up and had to conduct as much reserach in the field of cosmetic surgery. With that being said and done please allow me to paste this.

I am an African.

I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land.

My body has frozen in our frosts and in our latter day snows. It has thawed in the warmth of our sunshine and melted in the heat of the midday sun. The crack and the rumble of the summer thunders, lashed by startling lightening, have been a cause both of trembling and of hope.
The fragrances of nature have been as pleasant to us as the sight of the wild blooms of the citizens of the veld.

The dramatic shapes of the Drakensberg, the soil-coloured waters of the Lekoa, iGqili noThukela, and the sands of the Kgalagadi, have all been panels of the set on the natural stage on which we act out the foolish deeds of the theatre of our day.

At times, and in fear, I have wondered whether I should concede equal citizenship of our country to the leopard and the lion, the elephant and the springbok, the hyena, the black mamba and the pestilential mosquito.

A human presence among all these, a feature on the face of our native land thus defined, I know that none dare challenge me when I say - I am an African!

I owe my being to the Khoi and the San whose desolate souls haunt the great expanses of the beautiful Cape - they who fell victim to the most merciless genocide our native land has ever seen, they who were the first to lose their lives in the struggle to defend our freedom and dependence and they who, as a people, perished in the result.

Today, as a country, we keep an audible silence about these ancestors of the generations that live, fearful to admit the horror of a former deed, seeking to obliterate from our memories a cruel occurrence which, in its remembering, should teach us not and never to be inhuman again.
I am formed of the migrants who left Europe to find a new home on our native land. Whatever their own actions, they remain still, part of me.
In my veins courses the blood of the Malay slaves who came from the East.

Their proud dignity informs my bearing, their culture a part of my essence. The stripes they bore on their bodies from the lash of the slave master are a reminder embossed on my consciousness of what should not be done.

I am the grandchild of the warrior men and women that Hintsa and Sekhukhune led, the patriots that Cetshwayo and Mphephu took to battle, the soldiers Moshoeshoe and Ngungunyane taught never to dishonour the cause of freedom.

My mind and my knowledge of myself is formed by the victories that are the jewels in our African crown, the victories we earned from Isandhlwana to Khartoum, as Ethiopians and as the Ashanti of Ghana, as the Berbers of the desert.

I am the grandchild who lays fresh flowers on the Boer graves at St Helena and the Bahamas, who sees in the mind's eye and suffers the suffering of a simple peasant folk, death, concentration camps, destroyed homesteads, a dream in ruins.
I am the child of Nongqause. I am he who made it possible to trade in the world markets in diamonds, in gold, in the same food for which my stomach yearns.

I come of those who were transported from India and China, whose being resided in the fact, solely, that they were able to provide physical labour, who taught me that we could both be at home and be foreign, who taught me that human existence itself demanded that freedom was a necessary condition for that human existence.
Being part of all these people, and in the knowledge that none dare contest that assertion, I shall claim that - I am an African.

@Poster, leave the monkey guy to do as he pleases for what its worth. It doesnt matter how much you try to fight against it he will definately nake sure it happens if its what he wants.

Move on to be with a guy who will not lie or cheat on you 'cos you are worth it.

Guys I just came in here to represent the 9ja boys I know. They are good guys and they know what they want. One among the village crew I know is battling with traditional/cultural issues that prevent him from marrying outside his tribe. We all dont know if we should believe this but I got into a conversation with one of his cousins in Australia and she confirmed it. Unfortunately he is being labelled a playa. Sometimes I think he is just being a typical guy moving from one girl to the next until he can find what he wants. Everybody is entitled to being with th eone he wants. He is in a relationship and cares for his girlfreind however its risky for the girl as this guy may have to make her a second wife when he dicides to marry. The situation is actually very funny because he is delibarately delaying the marriage thing to avoid cultural issues and requirements.

The other guy married to an SA girl with two kids (part of the village crew). A good man I've never seen a woman being so spoiled by a man like this girl. A happy and young couple.

My cousing is getting married this coming December (this is now an educated 9ger crew), a good man. One kid together and been in the relationship for somemtime before they could decide to get married.

A number of them who are friends of friends, I see them at Sunday get together's with their children mothered by SA women. Some of them have no intentions of marrying these girls, however they play their fatherly roles very well and are there for the baby mama's when needed.

I guess in the end according to me boys will be boys. It doesnt matter where they hail from. They wont stop until they find what they think is miss right.

If you are still single out there, open yourself up to whatever possibility. Dont limit yourself to 9ja boys only. ZWELIBANZI zulu word means (the world is broad)

Actually a friend of my cousin got engaged a white boy after a traumatizing breakup with an SA black guy. She is that kind of girl who would never pass a second look to white male for anything and generally cant stand white folks, but next year she'll be one of them. Again the world is broad, you never know whats going to happen.

Ranoscky:
SA Lady

ME?? Beat a woman ke? Funny!
If u'r talkin about me beatin my wyf, it's never gon happen b'cos, both of us r not of same category in lyf. if she offend's me to d extent dat i can't bear it any longer, i'll rather send her packin dan layin my hands on her. If i have ever laid my hands on a gurl before, den, dat should be wen i was stil at primary school (dat's if at all i'v done such). I have never beaten a gurl before n i'll never do dat!

Now let me ask u a question. what if, i.e A man n his wyf r both argueing over a little misunderstandin, on d process, she slap's her husband, what would u suggest her husband to do?

He must give her the other chick

Ranoscky:
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So your husband n his father will just be lookin at u lyk mugu, while u'r castratin dem ryt?

Hmmmmmm!!!!Soooo many ways to skin a cat. You sound like you are about to beat a woman though!

@Poster I read the story and my conclusion is that you are just being molested

I've read some responses here insinuating that its actually a womans fault that she is with a woman/wife beater. So then lets say the woman suddenly catches a wake and decides to leave the relationship. What then of this man? who is going to move on to the next woman and do the same? Why do we always fall short of educating our men? why?

Personally I would castrate him and his father, and his mother had better shurrup and not say anything 'cos that's what she's been doing best all her son's life.

Its an absolute two thumbs up from me.

Shoooo! what a relieve it didnt happen in SA. Otherwise it would've been raining insults in here. May his soul rest in peace.

Siena:
I'm going to throw the cat amongst the pigeons here.

My wife is the most important person in my life. She's the mother of my child. My mother brought me up, yes, but her position and role changed, when I got married, and of course, my wife took over the role, to some degree. If I have problems, naturally, I'd go first to my wife, before my mum.

Myself and my wife are currently the most important people in our daughter's life right now. Obviously, when she gets married, I'd expect our positions, and priorities to change, and will not begrudge my daughter putting her husband first - as a matter of fact, I'd actively encourage it.

Different folk, different strokes, I guess.

^^^^GBAM^^^^PLEASE allow me to add, "Children are born of us, but they are not for us"

^^^please try as much as you can to find out if they are s3xual active. Whatever the answer may be please talk to the girls mother to find out if its okay to putt the girl on contraseptives. You didnt tell us the girls age, and she may still be young for this. If the mother's answer is yes, then make sure you put her on the needle and take her to the doctor/clinic yourself everytime. If the mothers answer is no then there's nothing you can do. Another thing is that the girl might say no to the idea too, then you would have hit a brick wall. You can at least give up knowing that you have tried.

Like the old saying prevention is better than cure. The trick is to trust her/them and make sure that they know that.

Hey!Good luck again

@Poster, please have a converastion with the two and be as open as you can get with them, dont even leave any stone unturned. Also in your discussion you might want to make them aware of the role you play in thir lives and how far you are willing to stretch yourself and the rest should be up to them. What important is that the are aware of the pros and cons of their actions and that in the end they are responsible for what happens in their lives, yours is just to give the love and care you can give.

Good Luck though

My reason for asking: Men dont really take time to teach each other anything, as I find it rear on any of the threads were men actually scorn each other for any lack of protection for their woman.

About why people marry each other for the wrong reasons this still buffles me, 'cos according to me marrying someone is about the decision to love the next person as much as you love yourself.

I am still not sure why is it so difficuLt for men to process such a simple thing. I mean is it really that hard to Love yourself?

About the topic what would be your conclusion for gilrs like me and chaircover? This is the kind of thing that can happen to anyone even the best of women out there.

1. Do I just shut up and carry on like I didnt hear what my husband just said?
OR
2. Do I open up about it and hope for some understanding or risk hatred from my husband?

I am a kind of girl who would have let it slide and difinately bring it up at a much later stage in the middle of some or other candid convo when both our guts are down.

^^^I am curious what was your response to the two threads you've just quoted?

Well then guys, this is what happens when you start having a heirarchy of importance about the people that surround you. They probably love you equally yet in different ways. They play different important roles in your life and definately, No ones level of contribution is more important than the other, and for a man to even go to the extent of verbalising it ouch! that must hurt. No woman wants to discover that all along she has actually been at the bottom of your heirarchy of people that have been meaning to add value in your life.

Oh! No actually I change my mind. I cant imagine any woman saying those words to her husband at the announcement of her father's death. Think about it "Oh! my dad the most important man in my life" No No No