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A friend and I were discussing pick up lines the other day and if they do work, etc. They've been a few that I've wanted to use but I haven't mustered enough courage to try them. I'm still collecting my thoughts for that blog entry on women too. Earlier today, I realised my cousin had tagged me in some note full of pick-up lines and that list was hilarious. I have now run out of excuses to try some pick-up lines. After all, what do I have to lose? Don't I want to actually see what will happen? Won't I have some juicy stories to tell? I would, that's why I will be picking out of these pick-up lines next time I am inna di club or some other appropriate or unappropriate location. So here goes - I can't find my puppy, can you help me find him? I think he went into this cheap motel room. Let's do breakfast tomorrow. Should I call you or nudge you? Yo Baby, you be my Dairy Queen, I'll be your Burger King, you treat me right, and I'll do it yo...

I am due for a blog post and though I have some ideas coming up, I'll leave y'all with this poem titled 'Probeverbs' I wrote a long time ago. Probeverbs is a play on probing proverbs. Chaa. Proverbs are wise sayings alright but sometimes they can be questioned. I definitely questioned some and in this poem, I probe the sanity and sense in some proverbs. Don't know if you will all agree with these sentiments but hey, I sometimes live to challenge the status quo. Rebellion is sometimes fun. Here goes. Opinions are like noses Everybody has one Yet, each has its own smell A bird in hand Will fly away to the bush Because it is safe there He who laughs best Is really enjoying the show And will always laugh last When the cat is away The mouse will play Because it is his day A cat may look at a king If it is real hungry If not, the mouse is safe Dance like a butterfly Sting like a bee And end your life like a bee Speak up, be heard Speech is silvern, silence Not golden, it ...

I came up with this title in 2000 when I was submitting a bunch of 'chaas' for the Odadee Magazine. For those not familar with the word, chaa, 'to chaa' means to use puns in a sentence or use a bunch of words that rhyme together but don't make much sense. I remember how we used to belittle chaas in Presec. People who 'chaaed' were seen as unserious, jokers, etc. The funny thing was most of the people who 'chaaed' ended up becoming some of the most respected people in Presec, as prefects, SRC council members, club executives, editorial board members, etc. Of course, you had to control the amount of 'chaaing' you did. After I arrived in the US after Presec and spent some time here, I quickly realised how much 'chaaing' was going on in America. It was viewed in a good light too, it was heavily used in marketing campaigns. I felt good about all the 'chaarister' nicknames I got when I was in Presec. Before I realised, I was convert...

So through my conversation with that Habesha taxi driver in San Francisco the other day, I have learnt a few more Amharic words. I am making progress towards formulating my lines for picking up Ethiopian women. More on this later, I said I am making progress, I have not made all the progress I need. In the meantime, if you are looking for ways to pick up some other women, how about you try these lines? "Sorry for gate crashing girls, I need a cookie from your cookies 4 my pookie in the pouch". Sounds a lot like chaa, twum, blowing rot or speaking nonsense but like most of us Odadee have learnt; chaa is a very useful tool. We used it in secondary school to write cheesy love letters and the advertisers in the West are some of the best charisters out there. No pun intended, but some companies pun their ways in the yard pon da bank. (I was trying to say some companies use puns, rhymes and chaas on their way to the bank aka payday). Anyway, if you want living proof of how these li...