Got to rub me the right way baby So I was like totally watching Christina’s Genie in a Bottle music vid now, and it make me think a bit about boys and stuff. I guess in some ways, that’s where I am right now – I’m a genie in a wine bottle, and god knows I need to be rubbed the right way. I’m not being dirrty, I just mean that I need to be pampered and adored a bit, …
Someone reminded me of this classic, just had to track it down… man, what a song. Old skool R&B is just the shiz when it comes to shagadelic tunes, and this one is a must-have in any guy or gals seeducshon playlist. Not with the vid though, it kinda sucks. But worth a play just to hear this kickass track, wow.
Whatever you do, remember which door you came in Like many Capetonians, and probably every single tourist, I just can’t seem to go to Canal Walk without getting a bit lost. Without fail, I will either forget the entrance we came in, or worse, the parking level we were on, and spend anything from 10 minutes to an hour walking around in circles trying to get the hell out. So today, me and my bride-to-be mate went there to get …
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