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Us two cunts like adventure. And one likes to record it.

Thursday 4 December 2014

Give us and we’ll give you: The 2 Cunts Christmas Competition

Ha, we’re not Santa Claus – we’re the two cunts and don’t give a shit how naughty or nice you have been, but the grumps have lifted slightly and it’s time to embrace a bit of the season’s silliness.  So we’re running over very first competition. (Ermagherd, how exciting, shit life just got infinitely better, etc, etc, etc…)

Just kidding, there might be something for you.


Tuesday 2 December 2014

It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas…

Actually that’s bullshit. I haven’t felt Christmassy even once yet. Summer has barely shown its stupid face, the unending rain has gotten all over my patio’s new scatter cushions (serious, wtf?) and I haven’t even sniffed a mince pie. Which all serve as a reminder that this time of year is best suited to those with weeks of holiday, a ready supply of buckets and spades, and the sum total of zero fucks. In short, December, summer, and Christmas are the domain of youth – those little shits.

But all this has me thinking about the classic summer vaykay of the traditional South African childhood. Like Tupperware, moms smacking indiscriminately at legs when there was dissension in the back seat of the car, and having to “just wait until your father gets home”, there are key elements of this holiday that we have all experienced. Whether we grew up in the big city, or the ‘burbs, we can all remember: