I have just one thing to say: May the fucking incompetents responsible for not fixing the potholes in the roads of Johannesburg, South Africa, DIE IN A FIRE.
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So I bought a bunch of T-Shirts from ThinkGeek, smothered in awesome goodness. They weren’t cheap but it didn’t break the bank either. A T-Shirt is a T-Shirt (unless you’re one of those Ed Hardy wearing people, not awesome). After you add delivery to the order, them shirts start getting expensive but, you think to yourself, it’s ok, what’s a couple extra bucks for the geekly goodness? Right? Right.
Then, DHL phone you.
Did you know, for example, that one has to pay 45% import duty on a shirt. I, shit, you, not. I’m furious. Those filthy, back stabbing, thieving, cold hearted, communist bastards at customs are charging me 45% import duty on my order. To put it into perspective, including shipping, my total order for 7 T-Shirts came to R1505. I now need to cough up an EXTRA R827 for import duties and VAT because it’s a bunch of T-Shirts. For clothing, apparently, the government gang rapes one to, well, I’m not sure why. Possibly because they feel one needs to be gang raped as part of being a South African citizen to properly appreciate why one should buy local goods.
For the perspective part: I bought a Kindle and including shipping, VAT and estimated import duties, it came to R2700. Amazon then refunded me R500 from that which means the Kindle ended up costing only R2200 which is cheaper than the T-Shirts.
What kind of fuckery is this?
The gestation period of a llama is 11 1/2 months (350 days).
I guess the name of the blog is a bit strange because I rarely get furious. Or llama like. I do enjoy spitting at people occasionally.
Today though, today I got furious and I think that anybody who has had to endure the William Nicol off ramp during peak hour could probably sympathise. It’s not the queueing for two kilometres before the off ramp that’s the problem. The 32C heat was OK, the traffic light being broken, I could live with.
The *assholes* that skip the queue and push in at the front causing an extra two lanes to be blocked on the highway and doubling *my* time to get off the damn highway, that, makes me furious. Furious enough that I seriously considered getting out of my car and beating the asshole driver of a white windscreen repair pickup. Asshole. I hope bad things happen to you guy, in a-fucking-bundance.
Taxi’s make me furious, but I can almost understand where they are coming from. These other dooses in the normal cars skipping past the rest of us and forcing themselves on somebodies goodness in front to be let in where they should not be, they make me furious and I would spit at the bastards given half a chance. If you are one of those cocks, please, do us all a favour and off yourself now. Post a comment here before you do, there will be honorary mentions of your name and the asshole that was removed from the gene pool.
Respect the llama, or the llama will find you.