Funny Schweppes Commercial with Uma Thurman

As a student in Marketing and as I took an advertising class, I'm supposed to be interested by advertising commercials and creative artistic directions undertaken by big corporations lol. And so that's how this morning it hit me: I was watching tv in the south of France (I'm in Nice) and got to see this über funny commercial containing a flagrant sexual innuendo. I've always loved Schweppes but I think I like it even more now that they have featured the fashionable diva slash actress Uma Thurman in a sexual yet glamour way lol. Enjoy y'all!

Norwegian Drama part 1

Okay so now you know about my 1st day in Norway but you don't know that much! I need to implement about what I did during the remaining three and half days of my stay out there. So the second day in Norway, Nizza and I woke up at 3pm (lol)! I was refreshened and ready to hit on the hot Norwegians and take a dip into their tight and deep fjords! That's how Nizza and I happenedd to get to Stavanger by train and stop at the Radisson Blu Hotel downtown. Her friends Odd and Magnum had booked a room for the weekend as they knew there would be a Volleyball tournament with international teams, hot girls and big parties.

We proceeded to their room, introduced ourselves and chatted a bit and then Nizza and I left to go sightseeing around the Stavanger harbrour. It was slightly grey and rainy outside so we had to carry ur umbrellas around to take photos. As I'm a picaholic myself, I guess I annoyed the shit out of Nizza for taking photos of everything every two seconds lol!

We gathered around old town Stavanger which was very attractive with its small wooden houses which reminded me of photos that I had seen of Reykjavik (Iceland). The old town was a "must-see" and was calm and nice. We then tangled around the harbour heading East and passed next to the Volleyball tournament where Norway was playing against Brazil. There was tension in the air but I guess they were trying to lower it a little by playing "Call On Me" lol!!! The players were all truthfully edible and were shaped like Gods which made my firefighter display its hose (!). Nizza and I were intrigued by a dark Brazilian player who was more fit than a marble statue, had long toned legsm a tight ass and a jawdropping jaw! I'm such a stalker; I shamelessly took several photos of his buns right in front of him and posted them on Facebook lol!!!

Nizza showed me around (the Dom Kirke, the weird statues, the tower of Stavanger, the colorful houses, the pubs, etc.) and agreed to follow me to McDonald's to déguster a Daim McFlurry. This has become a tradition among us. We then headed back to the hotel by walking next to the pond and harassing the nasty swans. Once we got back to her friends' hotel room, we started drinking heavily. Nizza forced me to drink a lot as she would remind me it costs so much to drink in Norway; I should get drunk before going out and therefore save a lot of pesos. I agreed and followed my Norwegian master's instructions.

We basically drank Captain Morgan mixed with Coke, Danish Carlsberg's beer and local Norwegian beers. As the temperature in the room was getting warmer and warmer, I decided to take off my jacket and reveal my über-sexuell t-shirt that read "come over for some sex and pizza"! Being a horny gay man myself, I noticed right at the beginning that Nizza's ex-boyfriend, Odd (that was his name) was quite odd about me; he would gaze into my eyes in a very gay manner. By gay I mean both joyful and queer! For an unbeknownst reason, we started discussing our heights and staturea. That's when Nizza said Odd and I were about the same height.

I had been standing next to him a few minutes ago and as I had been able to notice, I was pretty sure I stood a few centimeters taller than him. That's when we stood up back to back and compared. Nizza's verdict was that I was indeed, a few cms taller. Odd was 1m84 and so I guess I'm like 1m87 or something.

Anyways, let's not get lost into insignificant details; the reason why I brought this up is because Odd seemed to have a become incredibly excited after our buns touched! He said hey Rodzilla,do you workout or do any special training? I humbly replied I had been working out at the gym and did some swimming as well but was wondering why he was asking. 

The next thing he told me made me smile and boil inside; he claimed "I don't know, but you have a very fit and muscular ass". Okay, as a gay man, I have to admit that I couldn't feel more flattered or happy when another man -no matter gay, straight or bi- tells me I have a nice ass! I'm an ass man in both ways; I love other people's asses and I'm glad when people like mine!

Sexy Team Brazil!

Gamle Stavanger (Old Stavanger)

Nizza's fridge with Norwegian ads and the Quebec flag I brought her ;-)! How cool!

Stavanger's Dom Kirke (Norway's oldest cathedral, they started building it in 1100!!!)

Stavanger is a funny and wacky place!

Nizza's worst nightmare: snails!

The setting at Ogna

The Norwegian Sea at Ogna!

First Day of Tha Big Trip!!!

After a whole night (okay 7 hours) spent in the Corsairfly Airbus (I chose it ‘cause it was the cheapest flight) that was scheduled to bring me to Paris-Orly departing from YUL, I ran like crazy to get my luggage back and find the RER station to get to Charles-de-Gaulles, the biggest airport.

I have to say that I was already über tired and had to run my life to get there on time to catch my flight for Oslo. My first flight had been delayed by an hour and 20 minutes and my second flight was being delayed by 45 minutes. I wasn't that stressed out anymore (too much fatigue probably) but I knew for sure that I wouldn't be on time to catch my flight for Stavanger.

When I got to Oslo, I hurried the fuck up to get to "baggage drop", and pass security in order to catch my last flight which was supposed to be quick'n smooth. Unfortunately, the moment I showed my boarding pass to the SAS (Scandinavian Airlines) counter agent, he told me I couldn't hop on my flight to Stavanger as I was coming in too late. Not only did he announce me that incredibly frustrating news, he also gnarly asked me why I was so late. Goddamnit was I pissed it! I was like "Vennligst you dummie but both my flights are with SAS, tain't my problem if YOU guys brought me in so late! I'm from Canada, I traveled all day, I'm on jet lag and I didn't sleep since 48 hours so could you fucking accomodate me?!".

He seemed to suddenly be willing to cooperate, use his best judgment and help me pull my shit together to get to Western Norway. He gently asked me if I would prefer take the next plane in an hour but with no certainty of boarding or wait two hours and be assured to get on board with this flight. I was so pissed that I preferred to wait two hours instead of taking a chance and be sure that I'd leave than have high hopes to board after an hour, be refused and get a third boarding pass for the same flight!!!

My final flight was okay and I landed at the very cute and charming Sola airport located west of Stavanger. It was sunny and warm when I landed and Nizza was already waiting for me in the hall even before I got to "baggage claim". I was more than thrilled to reunite after a whole year! It's so nice that her and I kept in touch for that long even if we had met at a hostel in Nice and didn't even spend that much time together! I guess that's what the old saying means: "quality, not quantity".

I was overexcited to be with Nizza and her dad as they were bringing me to her place just a little bit south (Bryne) illico. I got to see her artsy and hipster appartment, have a chat and gossip about our forecasted trip, adventures and misadventures of course!

That first night, I might have been on jet lag but I didn't want to be a bullet to Nizza and since it was friday night, we decided to go out on the town of Stavanger. I was instantly shocked to learn that taking the train was 18$ for a one-way trip and this, after the student discount had reduced the price by 25% or so!!!

The town was very exquisite at night and truly had that Viking's haven type of feeling but as I was tired and felt a bit overwhelmed by all that travelling in one day, I didn't really feel like partying. I could see that Nizza really wanted to go so we went to like two bars in a row. The Scandinavian people might be cold and reserved, alcohol warms them up rapidly and they get utterly hyper and impulsive when they've drunk!

That evening, I could hardly keep my eyes open and all I remember is that the booze was overly expensive (like 16$ for a beer), everyone was screaming and shaking dust all over the place and that we met a friend of Nizza's called Ingrid who was leaving for Greece the following day. I don't remember much more than that lol! We ended up taking the last train at 2h35 am and went to bed at 4am! Killer day lol! Nizza and I were meant to strive accross Europe! Love U hon'!

Song of the Week (June 27th to July 3rd)

I'm posting this so late!!! I'm traveling y'all it's hard to post articles on time!!!

I chose this song as this week's anthem because it sounds fresh and is actually refreshing. These kinds of songs make each summer memorable and anchored in our souvenirs.

Of course I love Nicki Minaj; I think she's a fashionable chameleon capable of morphing into different genres and roles with no issue whatsoever. Not only is she one of a few female rappers that dress like classy women (that being said, she dressed up, unlike other female rappers that went to jail... We won't name names.. hu-uhm!)

Nicki is also a but more politically-correct and less vulgar than most rappers. I do believe she's genuinely passionate about music not just gangsta life. Nicki strives to maintain her street cred and while still trying her shot at high Fashion. Good combination if you ask me!

Make sure to not only listen to the song but also watch the clip; I think it's truly worth it, it's a piece of Art! It's a bit Lil' Kim reminiscent with a hint of Keshia Chanté and the end characters could be dubbed as "Barbarella meets Smurfette" lol. I love their choreography, Nicki's multiple outfits and the fluorescent hair and makeup! Solely black women could look good dressed like that! You skinny white bitches wouldn't work it any close as good as this!

Male Masks

Is there anything more feminine than a guy wearing makeup? I guess not but a mask could be seen as slightly more masculine!

No kidding! I found the following pics on the web and they all feature gorgeous men wearing masks that sometimes encompasses flowers and other tacky ornaments which in the end, surprisingly add a certain "je-ne-sais-quoi" that makes their faces and features more appealing and sexy.

Nowadays, with the newfound masculinity that is metrosexuality one could consider these feminine attributes and accessories as favourable or not necessarily unfavourable to a man's manhood. What do you think?!

Sexy?

Sean O'Pry

Nice Butt

François Sagat