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About Polokwane

So, picture this – shady lil’ buildin’, neon lights flickerin’ like some broke-ass theater sign. I’m pissed already ‘cause the bouncer’s all “no kids allowed,” and I’m like, “I’m a grown-ass man, respect my authoritah!” Got in anyway, ‘cause I’m Cartman, duh. Inside? Smells like cheap perfume and regret – freakin’ hilarous! Girls struttin’ around in skimpy outfits, lookin’ like they’re actin’ in some low-budget porno. “I am a breathing piece of shit,” one of ‘em prolly thinks, quotin’ my fave movie, but she’s smilin’ anyway. Fake as hell, but who cares?

Woodward has a view to a Springbok kill

A South African journalist was outraged when white spectators supported the 'New Zealand Maoris' rugby team playing the touring Springboks at Napier.

Man, sometimes the city be wild, wild, wild – and I’m here like “yo, let it be.” I be droppin’ my updates on the sites, hustlin’ on demo dates, and wonderin’ at da irony of love in these streets. Crazy stuff happenin’ every day, you feel me?

SA Rugby and Erasmus pay tribute to Kitshoff