Rox in the City

Singletons Guide to the Galaxy: A Thrills and Frills Blog

Monday, January 31, 2005

Men in uniform

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You can leave your hat on...

What is it about men in uniform? Is it the hero thing?
I reckon so, I mean somehow men in say, council uniforms
just don't have the same effect as men in um, fireman hats.
Of course, the fantasy is usually better than the real thing in
most cases, one only has to look at a local cop, and all thoughts of being
handcuffed and arrested suddenly seem sobering rather than
thrilling. And fireman, doctors and builders are just as bad, if
not worse. There are however, men who live up to these fantasies...
Navy Boys. Most of them are young, buff, clean shaven and eager.
All the necessary traits any self-respecting toy boy should possess.
And the best part? The whole 'Officer and a Gentleman' thang.
Even if they usually turn out to be dirty, rotten scoundrels,
that just adds to the charm, after all, there's nothing like a bad boy
to get those fantasies going.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

The Next Best Thing to a Perfect Man?

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Egos: inflatable

I can't believe it's taken me so long to reach the
conclusion that there is no such thing as a perfect man.
Yes, I know I'm a bit slow to only realise now, but a girl
can dream can't she? Women are a bit strange in their
logic when it comes to men though. Many would rather be
with any man instead of being single. Then you get the gold-diggers
who only date rich men, whose credit cards are their only hope.
Other chicks have a thing for pretty boys, who trade them in for
an upgrade after 2 weeks. But boys, don't fret, there are also girls
who have a thing for normal guys, who are footloose and baggage
free. Some are born that way, others grow up to be like that.
The conclusion? Guys, women are just like men in many ways,
they just don't fart in public or piss standing up. And ladies?
If all else fails, get a doll. They never piss on the toilet seat.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

It's a Hard-boiled Life

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When bad things happen to good eggs

I wish I could say that no eggs were
eaten during the making of this picture,
but I didn't take it, and they are only eggs,
so who cares anyway!


Sunday, January 23, 2005

Can anyone help this man?

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Shame, someone has to help this poor, poor man.
Anyone able to assist, dial 0800-SAVEBRAD now.

Thursday, January 20, 2005

Hottie in the City

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Torsos: panty-dropping

Remember that surfer-boy I mentioned?
Sadly, this wasn't him. Ladies feast your eyes
on this specimen. Another use for chocolate.

Gentlemen, you can eat your hearts out instead. ; )

Serving suggestion: melt chocolate over boy. Serve.



Wednesday, January 19, 2005

More choc-porn.


As promised, a chocolate post.

This is the type of chocolate a
single gal would buy all for herself, simply
because when it comes to chocolate,
bigger is undoubtedly better.Posted by Hello

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Free Advice in the City


Tee-shirts: Helpful

Yes, I know it's a bit blurred. What's a girl to do?
FYI it reads IT'S NOW OR NEVER.
It's my fav tee at the moment, very good way to
live one's life. And just for the record, I do not wear
this out when I party. Posted by Hello

Chocoholics Rejoice!


Chocolates: Porno

Gentleman, take note. This is what you buy her when you're in the shit. Also good for singles in dry times. Or sob sessions, whenever! Who needs a reason to eat chocolate anyway? Available in assorted variants, for all tastes. Posted by Hello

Monday, January 17, 2005

Problem solving, girl style.


Male-proofed Toilets: Now on Sale

Ladies, order now and end those endless power battles. Now selling at stores nationwide.
Buy now while stocks last. Also available in pink.
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Friday, January 14, 2005

Laying the ghost from the past.

Yup, it's confirmed - the universe definitely has a sense of humour! No
other explanation for the bazaar way this happen. The ghost in question is
an old flame, that I thought I had burned to the ground, but like a phoenix,
has popped up out of the ashes, just when I thought my life had gotten to a
reasonably sane point. But, as I have said, men are funny. This one hadn't
made any contact for over a year, he abides elsewhere. The baffling this is
that he was actually in Cape Town recently, but instead of calling then, the
boy waits until he's back to call. Male logic, I'll never get it.
Today's lesson? It's a total waste of time trying to control fate, and it
makes no difference anyway. So just go with it.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Swiss miss.

Men, such funny creature sometimes, especially foreign ones. Or maybe that's just a Toy Boy thang. Like the delicious Swiss boy I met a while ago. I was under the impression that the Swiss were fairly straight-laced type of dudes, but these guys were even more chilled then most of the Cape Town manne! The lucky buggers were bumming around the Cape for a few months, surfing, partying, hitching around without having to work (ok, they sound local I know, but really) all with the parents cash. The one I liked best (dimples) was a sweetie, but way too eager, bit like a puppy actually. So, here is tonight's intellectual poser: why is it that a guy will only call if you're not interested? My theory is that firstly, everyone loves a challenge, and secondly, the universe has a wicked sense of humour!

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

How To Lose a Girl in 10 Seconds.

Last month I had the somewhat dubious honour of having a boy, a surfer-boy, have a nose bleed on me. Now, while men can sometimes do things like this, for me it's a first. Luckily (for him that is) I was somewhat trashed at the time, so he got off lightly. It was all going so well, and he was very cute, with dimples. I guess that's one of the low-lights of surfing, apart from having chapped lips and salt ravaged nostrils, being soooo laid back, that when you commit this kind of passion faux pas, it's just, like you know, shweet. Purleeees. I thought after my encounter with the Navy Toy Boy, I would be a better judge of character, but alas, it wasn't to be. It all comes down to a very simple thing: dimples. I have a dimple fetish, is there anywhere out there that I can go to be cured? Anyway, have decided to start being more picky from now on. No toy boys or surfers; must have dimples though, and money, and a big....boat. Will have to see how long that lasts, my usual standards tend to dodgy men.
With that sobering thought, here's my Motto Of The Day: If you can't be good, be good at it.

Monday, January 10, 2005

A Blogging Affair...

It's not the men in my life that I worry about, it's the life in my men!

Well now, judging by the recent encounter with a surfer-boy, I have to agree. But more about that soon...
This blog will be open to any kind of anything, be it boys, girls, shoes or chocolate. I will divulge, share, inspire and entice!

For my very first post, let me start with a shout out to the darling boys at Jo'Blog, for kindly pointing me in the right direction. Gentlemen, much obliged!

Please join me tomorrow night for the full story...