Ladies and gentleman! You will NOT believe what just happened!

Neil Patrick Harris Poon Handler came careering down my road and crashed his unicorn into my lounge right this very moment! In the process, my little love casket was knocked off the mantlepiece and into the fire. However, it’s contents were kept safe as they spilled out away from the fire and onto my faux fur throw. And the contents are for you my love.

I like to think of this gift not as a vulgar display of wealth, but rather as a personal touch of kindness, because I keep you in a locket around my neck and you are always close to my heart.

Albert Einstein already proved that, so you don’t need to confirm with Stephen Hawking. Celia at the Engen petrol station (Angel) knows that my random acts of kindness cannot have a price put on them.

So I have a little gift for one of you (Only one, a special one)

I was bamboozling through Cavendish yesterday and because life is so fabulous at the moment, I nipped into the health store to get you some soap. Not just any soap, the purest, most beloved soap in my life. I use it, so you know it’s good. What’s even better, is that I personally purchased this soap and I have in fact touched it. Therefore, when using it, you are basically rubbing a little bit of me onto you.And we all know you’re a little dirrrrrrrrty.

And because I know you loved my Moleskine post, I bought you the most adorable little pink notebooks. Plutz?!!!

Too divine for words!

YES!

You can scribble the most delicious little notes in them, write down boys names (NAUGHTY!)  or just keep a track of your many dinner dates in them (SAUCY DEVIL!)

They’re so cute that I actually bought two, but I ate the one up. Om nom nom!

So all you need to do is send me an e-mail (seanl (at) slxs (dot) co (dot) za) with your name and postal address, or work address should you wish to have this parcel of love delivered to your preferred place of wasting time during the day while getting paid.

It’s available only for the ladies (Guys I know you’re drooling over the pink notebooks but show some restraint…come on man! Come on Gunners!)  and you can be in Cape Town or Joburg. Or Pretoria, but then you won’t be reading this because Pretoria still deal in telegrams. So anywhere in South Africa.

I will then post them to you, and BANG, happy days.

Don’t be afraid to send photos with your e-mail, I’m pretty open to that. In fact…very…

But yeah go go go!

I will randomly choose a name from my magic hat.

Um we should have a closing date for this hey? Ok *thumb suck* next Wednesday.

GO!

Kisses

Sean Lloyd

Editor