Queen G’s last weekend in Bloem

Me loves my job *pouts* This week’s gossip is decidedly ayoba after I had taken time out to chill at Bloemfontein’s playground, Cubana.

Cubana on Thursday nights is becoming a playground for those who want to get a bit of sugar from outside the casa.

So moi and side-kick made it rain at Cubana. Wow the things yours truly witnessed under the lights *sigh*

I cannot over-emphasise how packed the place was. Even our own socialite Thabo, the former COPE spin doctor, showed up with his partner in crime (just forgot his name but he always has a navy Polo shirt).

So the two mosquitoes painted the place red and gave Your Queen royal treatment. Thabo’s friend really thinks he can afford moi *claps once* He just reminded me of the Hansa Pilsner’s advert, Vuyo is a big, big dreamer #laughs out loud

Party peeps got there in numbers, making Cubana the place to be, even though some held on to one beer bottle for the whole night *coughs* no names mentioned. The last time I said something to that effect, I nearly got beaten up #looks away.

Last week I dissed someone about indulging in waters with spirit I ended up losing a friend. My apologies McGentle for hanging your dirty laundry, please forgive moi you know Queen G is a whore nje *pouts* what would moi do without you *bats eyelashes*

Still convalescing from the parties that took place at every corner of Bloem, I can safely say Bloem-fun-ten is finally becoming the place to be #ke December boss.

The Big Macdaddies were indulging lavishly in the menu on offer. If only they would stick to the cuisine #oh gosh *puts hands on my fore head*

With all the end of the year staff parties taking place all over, RTT staff members were also there and, boy, wasn’t it breath-taking bumping into Thato Mokhothu.

I swear that woman is a super model *sticks tongues* and those skanks who are busy imitating her, I pity them shem *flicks weave* Here’s a piece of advice, tarts. Thato is a classy woman and she has no time for your attitudes, can you keep your hands off her man nxa!

Men were drooling at every skank that wore stilettos, mini-skirts and a weave. Your Queen was no exception, dressed in my gold skimpy dress, I knew competition would be stiff, and it sure was. *flicks weave*

Moi found herself at Mahungra, may the gods of playfulness bless the girls who wore skimpy dresses and no underwear *gasps

The things people get up to at Mahungra! #Yoh… Power might as well open a B&B. What yours truly witnessed wasn’t meant for her eyes *runs for life*

Tumi Russel, looked hot in a little number*impressed for days* you have a nice body and all of that but next time don’t tempt the brothers too much, they might just lose it # smiling for days.

Bumped into Thabo Chaka, who was also there without his boss “Mr Attitude Aggrey”. Well, let’s just say Thabo is now an “independent” brother and tagging along is just not his thing anymore.

Oh gosh fashion police should really consider patrolling The thoughts. What was Kaya’s member wearing? Hun, please can you ease up on those big snake shoes every weekend; I’m sure you can get very reasonably priced shoes down town.

And then there was Ba2cada who was only there to hit on girls.  You’d swear he is not the same motivational speaker who goes on and on about being a one man woman. Sies wena Ba2cada o stout.

As for the Kaizer Chief jersey he wore *shakes head* hun can you please donate it to the needy, I mean with your tournament is coming soon surely you can get more of that gear…

Pops a bottle of champagne as I unstrap my bra and take a sip…. Anyone joining me as I board a yatch and go on holiday *sticks tongue* Happy holidays party peeps!