Vonkiedool’s aflaai blog!

PANASONIC CONDOMS:
Quest for zero defect.

NIKE CONDOMS:
Just do it.

TOYOTA CONDOMS:
Oh, What a feeling.

EVEREADY CONDOMS:
Keep on going and going and going.

PRINGLES CONDOMS:
Once you pop, you can’t stop.

NISSAN CONDOMS:
Life’s a journey, enjoy the ride.

STANDARD BANK CONDOMS:
With us you can go so much further.

YOKOHAMA CONDOMS:
Serious rubber.

FIRST NATIONAL BANK CONDOMS:
We’ll never be too big.

CGS CONDOMS:
Because only balls should bounce

DOMESTOS CONDOMS:
Kills all known sperms dead!

PANADO CONDOMS:
The GP’s choice.

BENSON AND HEDGES CONDOMS:
Share the feeling.

SEIKO KINETIC CONDOMS:
Someday all condoms will be made this way.

CREMORA CONDOMS:
If it’s not on top then it’s inside.

KELLOGS CONDOMS:
Guess who got it all last night.

CONTINENTAL CONDOMS:
German engineering where you need it most.

CASTLE LAGER CONDOMS:
The condoms that stood the test of time.

VODACOM CONDOMS:
Yebo Gogo.

OLD MUTUAL CONDOMS:
It all begins with a plan.

CAL-C-VITA CONDOMS:
The Protector.

MTN CONDOMS:
The better connection.

SANTAM CONDOMS:
Covering South Africa.

NBS CONDOMS:
Yes, Yes, Yes..

SASOL CONDOMS:
Reaching new frontiers

DURACELL CONDOMS:
It can last you up to 6 times longer

ESKOM CONDOMS
We light up your life ?

Net soos in die tyd van die Voortrekkers, het ek en my swaer, Jan, ystervarke en stinkmuishonde gaan jag met die dubbelloop-haelgeweer.

Uiteindelik sien my swaer Jan ‘n stinkmuishond, sit ‘n patroon in die loop, lê aan, trek los en daar lê die stinkmuishond, bene in die lug.

Net toe ons nader kom ruik ons hoe die stinkmuishond stink en hardloop weg. My voet haak toe vas aan die wortel van ‘n boom, ek slaan neer en breek my sleutelbeen.

By die hoofpad uitgekom, staan daar ‘n ou met ‘n pap wiel. Hy vra toe of ons weet waar hy ‘n motorhawe kan kry om lug vir die agterwiel te bekom.

Van pure moedeloosheid bly sit ons net daar langs die pad.

ANTWOORD -

Just as in the time of the Frontpullers, me and my heavy, John, went to shoot iron pigs and stink-mice-dogs with a dubble-walk-hailgun. At last my heavy John saw a stink-mouse-dog, sits a pattern in the walk, lies
on, pulls loose and there lies the stink-mouse-dog, bones in the air.

Just as us come close, us smelt how the stink-mouse-dog stinks and runs away quick. My foot hooks fast to the carrot of a tree, I fall down and breaks my keybone.

As we came to the chiefroad, there stand an old with a porridge wheel. He asks if us knows where he can get a motorharbour to get some sky for his afterwheel.

From pure motherlessness stays us sits just there next to the road.