Beef,fish,Pussy,death,Chocolate,Rap

[SOYA DADDY]

Dear Moly

thanks for calling me,i´m so sorry i told everyone you sound like jenna jameson with ron jeremy inside her..Thanks!good luck with your rap career..i hope youre not mad at me for such a silly little thing..dont forget..You love me!


Dear Morph

thanks for the concern..but i´m not going to die just yet..if i dont get laid these holidays then only will i pop myself.Keep glued to your post box.

Dear Milkdaddy

Youre a role model..i dont why but you are! :-D

Dear Nthato Mokgata

I lost or someone stole my copy of levitation..can i have another one please??


Dear Africasgateway

I was recently lookin up old posts and i really hate that ebony cat. He questioned milk as to why ira is a part of AG,sayin he does not contribute..he then recently went on to diss Levitation mag..he is beyond the level of backpacker...the dreaded old school purist who hates the youth..SIS!

Dear Nelly Furtado

ek is fokking jaags!ek sal jou poephol proe!


Dear Nyambz

hurry up with the shit..i got a meeting with jay-z at the trump towers and he really wants to hear that ish were droppin.


YOURS SINCERELY

SPACEVEIN

[Omero's Daddy]

Finished with your Stuff Eons ago!! I hope i´m not wasting these beats on u though  

[morph]

word man i´m waiting for your arrival here in the boring cape hope you got mad music cause i´m thinking of going to jozi to get a blowme sandwich cause cape weman aint for that

so anyway i hope you got fresh stuff when you get here
yo someone called me looking for something callme back i think i got that isshh you looking for
:-o

[General In8]

apology xcepted my sweetheart. I still love you so dont go doin netin stupid oK...  :-P

[morph]

yo space how would recover from some thing like this

dude i had a bad night i was drunk and i dont remember how i walked home in that state this chick called me and i could hardly hear her and i told her to call me later cause i was walking well in this case swaying all across the damn raod.


This is the story :
got home tryd eating and that was a bad idea since i had 4 windhoeks 4 amstels two hunters dry and a shot of taquila and finished half a bottle of some cheap tacky white wine went back to my room and tryed sleeping ,then this chick called me again thats when i felt all bubly inside since Mr windhoek and the hunter were an armwrestling(amstel) match over the fine seapoint looking Fine white chcik Called wine
By this point it ahd turned into a brawl over her and mr potatoes was the smashed referee trying his luck with the very young looking boerewors things got ugly when he was smashed because of me throwing myself on the bed .At this point in time the crowd was trying to leave and the two bouncers at club stomach went having it because The main bouncer Mr tonsils wasn´t having it

while all this was happening i tryed to make out what this chick (god bless her fineness)was saying to me and at this point mr tonsils gave in and the club people werent having mr potatoes in ther anymore .Told this chick to call me later staggering accross the room in the dark trying to find the door
all hell broke loose found the door ran( in this case crawled to the bathroom to kick out mr potatoes to come out lost consiousness for about two munites everything looked like it was falling on me my landlord screamed in anger over my washing machine noise making self

went back to the room pa**ed out

woke up at around 5:30 am to a daze over the happening at club stomach last nite

washed up dressed and got to work and yeah i aint having it againl

anyone out there how woul you recover from this ishh
holla back :-?