The Winds are a changing...

Wow its been ages!! Im finally back from my conscription duties in Afganistan. Ihave seen and done things im not proud of, but thats all behind me now! And after my hard times on enemy soil I get back to website problems. It seems the 'Man' is trying to shut us down!! But, dont worry kids, ill get this mess straightened out! So just sit back, relax and let life happen. Its all downhill from here...

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Cyanide & Happiness...

The Wadda Enigma

There was a rather large upheaval this last Saturday at the Popular Nihtclub wadda. I am not of course referring to the Mass WWE style Brawl that broke out 2 saturdays back in which many of the Nadoes were involved. No, I am referring to the Phenomenon that is the the R5 drink Special. Most took advantage, some more than others.

It is at one person in particular I base this article upon. Sources close to him say that he has been somewhat unstoppable of late due to the fact that his GDA calendar has slowed down some what of late and as a result is hitting claremont with a renewed ferocity. Who is this Enigma do you ask? What makes him tick? Why does he sing into beer bottles and serenade random birds on the Dancefloor?

He was the epitomy of a drunken sailor on Saturday Night. He was in his element. UCT rugby mates, young horny birds to serenade, Bottle of whiskey behind the bar and customary dribble stains down the front of the shirt. One of his close mates, The Name, when interviewed had this to say:"We have tried to stop him singing into that bottle, but he pays us no mind! Its like watching a car crash, over and over and over... And he was in all his glory, bottle in one hand and randoms in the other. He even made it down onto one knee a few times and i might even have seen a chainsaw, but thats unconfirmed as i my mind was cloudy with thoughts of my Aussie miss.... so sally can wait, she knows its too late...." And the Name's voice talied off, as a 'far away' look came over his face, a look of reminiscence.

As of yet we do not have a name for this legendary Cape Town Character. we do however know for what is surely a mathematical certainty that he will be in full song again this weekend and will surely be making an appearance at his beloved Wadda. Kids see if you can snap a pic with him. Send them in and ill post them up. All posted pics win a date and a blaas from Jessica Alba. Girls, win an evening with me, niiiice.

Send ur pics to playroommail@gmail.com

Americans Steal The Daly Cup

Last Sunday saw the 6th running of the Daly Cup. It was held at Mowbray in what can only be described as perfect golfing conditions. A powerful field assembled including Daly Cup New commers Fat Whitfield, Jamie Ross, Jason Elley and Nic McConnachie. The latter three will be in the American side for the upcoming Presidents cup and will be competing against The Internationals. In amongst the field were previous Champions Murray King and Jambles Charton as well as defending Champion and Daly Cup record Holder Dayne Allenbrook.

Allenbrook, King, Fat and Thompson were paired up in the first 4 ball and Dawson-Squibb, McConnachie, Elley and Ross in the 2nd. King got away to a flying start, taking the corse to pieces on the front side. Defending Champion Allenbrook fell to pieces from the word go. McConnachie and Dawson-Squibb were a shot back at the turn.

It was at the turn where King's challenge faded with a double on the par5 10th. Nic Mac held firm when all other challengers faltered. No-one could match the Croc's shot making abilty and steely resolve. He ended up winning by 5 shots, a new Daly Cup record.

And for the first time in 6 months, the Cup was wrestled away from a woeful Allenbrook in what can only be described as a pitiful defense of his title with his effort winning the wooden spoon.

DALY CUP RECORDS
Most Golf: JADH Charton 99 (net)

Lowest round (gross): D Allenbrook 75
Lowest round (net): D Allenbrook 68
Biggest winning margin: N McConnachie 5 shots

PAST CHAMPIONS
19/07/07 MJ King (Mowbray)

14/08/07 S Mortlock (Mowbray)

25/10/07 J Charton (Royal Cape)

18/12/07 D Allenbrook (Mowbray)
17/02/08 D Allenbrook (Mowbray)

10/08/08 N McConnachie (Mowbray)

The Gun Run

How good do you feel after you have just been for a run? A person definately has a sense of accomplishment. Albeit you are about to undo any good you have done by wrecking yourself on the rocks at tiger tiger, but thats another story altogether. I am referring to that warm feeling you get when you know you have pushed yourself. Ahhhh. It makes one happy.

It has also been noted that there are a few boys and girls around the greater Cape Town area that are looking a little worse for wear this winter as they have over indulged a little in their stock piling for the cold. Running training is a great way to shed this unwanted padding and to start getting the body summer ready.

With this in mind, The Gun Run is coming up on the 12th October. The Half Marathon will be contested over 21.4km of Cape Town's finest running surfaces. It is a rather flat half marathon by all accounts, thus some PB's(Personal Best's for all you non-running folk) could be shattered. I for one will be entering along with a few of Cape Town's biggest names. So, lets get a group as big as possible and make a vibe of it. Come on, you cant stay useless all your life.

Do it.

This is How I Roll...

Hello again. I know, I know, its really really bad. I have been very busy. I thought I'd just let you into my world. I bet you a million dollars you cant guess what I have just been doing? I have Just cooked a Grasshopper!! Yes. I know. My brother caught it and I cooked it. Mental five. And no before you ask, we didn't eat it. He needed to dissect it and was going to leave it in a jar until it died. So, being the nature enthusiast that I am, I did the humane thing and threw it into a pot of boiling water. Killing it instantly. Nice hey? Oh and I think it was a baby...

I'm a Moose, Moose, Moose

I think I have a winner. It is a shot called the Moose. It is bestowed upon the unfortunate individual who loses the Moose Drinking Game. A bit lost? I know. I have a tendency to talk shit. The Moose is one of the many things the Name and I brought back with us from Barcelona. We learnt it from a couple of Englishmen. I'm sure you will come across it in the not to distant future, its infectious. And the loser has to have the moose shot. It consists of cane and wait for it........ Milk. Yes I didn't stutter, Milk. As seen below the losers often show bewilderment at the sight of this foul concoction.

Losers: Bewildered

Don't worry, it will get you.

Pushing It Sound

Some oke pushing it with regards to his sound system!  Seen recently outside "The Track" - home of the SK Walmers!

Mustang Sally

Most of us have been in love and will know that it makes you do crazy things sometimes. It can change people. None more hectic than I have seen with mine own eyes. Before me in Barca stood a changed man. I was otherwise occupied with an Aussie and towards the end of the night came looking for a mate of mine on a club in the heart of the Barca Club district. I expected the man to be in his usual spot, on the side of the D-F with a bevvy of lovely ladies falling over each other to get his attention.

But to my absolute astonishment, he we nowhere to be found. Then a circle parted on the Dance floor. at first I didnt even look. Not him, not on the dancefloor, there was no punk playing. But then I did look up and I saw it. The crowd had parted and were watching in silence a young man down on one knee presenting a rose(which he wide eyedly begged me for cash to purchase. I had thought nothing of it because I thought the money was for beer) to another young Aussie lass. But thats not all kids. He was doing a Jambles-Like serenade move on her. He was singing along to the immortal words of Oasis: " Soooo Sally cant wait, she knows its too late and she's walking on by..."

That is an image I will take to my death Bed. Had I had my camera on me, I would have gladly snapped a pic, but alas I didnt, so you will have to take my word for it. I know, its a big ask, as my word isnt worth as much as the Zim dollar, but kids, I dont lie about love. This was the real-deal-holyfield-tickle-her-back-watch-her-sleep LOVE. Fantastic I think. What a transition, he was like a catterpillar into a butterfly.

Barcelona: What a lady, What a night

I have been thinking for a few days how I was going to write this article. It would be impossible to explain exactly what we experienced on our trip. I know I wont do it justice, but I have to try.

I joined The Name in London and right from the get go, the party started. Our Barca leg would be sanwiched by two 4-day stints in the capital. We were put up in top accomodation by the London Branch and many thanks must go to them. To say we ran riot would be an understatement. The clubs we went to were absolutely insane. The booze was pricey, the ladies even more so, but the boys did well regardless. Sheer class it must be said. There were incidents involving a Brazillian, a few Londoners and an Aussie, no names will be mentioned because we are gentlemen and The Banker even Managed to bag a Saffa! There was of course a slaying session at the Leicester Square Walkies ("This is like shooting fish in a Barrel" - The Name). The Deax even came out to play as did Jan & Sooz. The piece-de-la-resistance was the Goo Goo Dolls in Hyde Park. Oh my God that they were awesome.

Then Barca came. It was heaven. There was a club below the hostel and a bar in it, that sold 2 x 1L Heineken draughts for 3euro during happy hour (6-7:30). A recipe for a great evening. The entire hostel pours out into the common room and plays various drinking games(kings, what-the-fuck, moose, indian war signs were among the favorites) in the evenings and gets completely wasted. Then down to the Offie (the bottle store), some Vodka, and more boozing. Then off (if you can still walk) to the club strip in Port Olympia where there are +- 15 clubs in a row that you make your way in and out of the entire night sampling the foreign 'beverages' at will. We also went to a few super clubs that were rather pushing it and that had a girl:guy ratio of 3:1. I can hear the Guru licking his lips.

A couple of saffas and an aussie

The place was bursting with Aussies. We befriended thousands and partied with tem very hard over the week. they brought a fantastic element to our games of kings and it was thoroughly enjoyable. A pair of Aussie lasses stood out though, and we spent most of our time with them. The others we met were with us for varying periods of time, but these two were there the entire time we were. They had top banter and the convesations we had were lively and jovial, oh and boyfriends that were soon forgotten...

Aussies Birds: Mates

Others who we encoutered included a myriad of crazy poms, who donned a boombox around the streets of Barca and came across a loudhailer and brought it back to the hostel. This entertained me greatly and I unfortunately got carried away with the thing much to the dismay of the rest of the entire hostel.

The unforgettable group of kiwis who pushed it all night in the clubs then came homa and set off the fire extinguisher in our corridoor. Again I got caught up in the mob mentality and exzaccerbated the problem. I did however feel a bit bad when I woke up the next morning and there was a team of cleaners sorting it out.

To do each story justice is almost impossible. especially in writing. All I can say is that if you ever get a chance, grab it with both hands. The people we met we will stay friends with forever and the experiences we had we will never forget.



Adios Barcelona, till next time.

I know its really, really bad.

Well, all i can say is that, i never want to leave. never. This place is the most hecticplace in the world by miles. I can just hope that all of you kids can one day experience this. Oh my shattered nerves. its too much. Enjoy the day. I will.

Markets crash.

Wadda stocks have reached an all time low plummeting to a measly 26c a share from 342c as recent as May. One might think that the reason for this is the fact that Smithy and the boys are in England. (putting on a fine display, I might add, with a first innings deficit of 346 runs. Good work.)

This is not the case.

While a smart trader would've traded in the negative movement of these shares knowing Smithy was leaving the country, I don't think he could've predicted they would drop this much. One might even think there is some dirty work going on in the markets. A recent investigation, however, shows that this isn't the case. It also shows that if you have any spare money lying around, now would be a good time to invest in Wadda stocks.

A casual conversation with the owner of Wadda suggests that the reason for the drastic fall was caused by frequent flyers being abroad. It also suggests that the flyers concerned don't, in fact, play cricket for South Africa. I asked who these people could possibly be and was shocked to learn that it wasn't so much people as it was person. I was sworn to secrecy and cannot reveal who this person is but assure you he will be back soon and Wadda will survive.

In other news the Great Dane is making his way over to Pamplona to chase the bulls, we all know he won't be running from them. Bulls aren't all he's after either. Being a dog it's only nature that if he sees a cat, he'll chase it. Although over there they're not referred to as cats, the locals call them pussy cats. So there's the Great Dane, chasing a puss (in boots).

Great Dane in the back chasing....
Well we don't really know which one he's chasing.
Everyone seems to be running from him, though.

KFC, Nandoes to the rescue.

Not even I could make this shit up...

Bloemfontein - The leadership of the African National Congress's Women's League had to intervene urgently after about 40 conference delegates were admitted to hospital for diarrhoea, among other things.

The four-day conference ended in Bloemfontein on Sunday. It was held on the Vista campus of the University of the Free State (UFS). The Free State Department of Health rendered medical assistance to conference delegates who complained of diarrhoea, dehydration and nausea.

ANC Women's League spokesperson Lindiwe Maseko said at a news conference that other cases requiring medical attention were people with diabetes who had not brought their medicine with them. Maseko gave the assurance that these cases were brought "under control".
"The services of the caterers were terminated. After that, we ordered food from outlets like KFC and Nando's." The caterers had served conference delegates two meals a day.

Maseko said it was important that conference delegates got fresh food and liquids. The golf carts in which delegates were transported around on campus also caused some drama when untrained cart drivers caused a few delegates to fall off the carts. A delegate apparently also was knocked over by one of the golf carts.

A Bloemfontein businessperson was given the contract to offer this service to conference delegates. In terms of the contract, there was one condition: it had to provide work for unemployed people.

Apparently ANC-appointed drivers were contracted to do the driving, but it was the first time they had ever driven the carts. Following complaints, the organisers decided the conference security guards should drive the carts and sacked the unemployed drivers.

The Free State cold was too unpleasant and the guards decided to go on strike on Friday evening. Members of the businessperson's family and two reliable workers had to take over driving duties. Consequently, fewer routes were serviced. According to the league, the onus rested on the service provider to ensure that the drivers of the golf carts were able to do the job, even if they were appointed by the Women's League.


Courtesy News24.com

Is this genuine?

Some highly sought after video footage that gives us some insight into the the Great Daynes mental state right now.

Quality.....

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