blood, Brussow, conflict, fighting, police, Springbok, violence

I’m not Samoan. I’m just a snitch with a Blood-Lust.

      I should have called this policeman's number instead.I dialed the emergency number the other night. For the first time in my life ever. I felt very bad. Like I was a big fat tattle-tale. A snitch of the worst kind.I had to hide in a dark corner to do it. I was calling… Continue reading I’m not Samoan. I’m just a snitch with a Blood-Lust.

fighting, Lennox Lewis, muay thai, pele wendt, sisters, sleepless in samoa

Trash Talking.

My little sister fought in the ring the other week and won her first muaythai fight. I am hugely proud of her. I have a sister who can kick muaythai ass! What did I do? I told my sister she was really bufff and looked like a man. I told her she needed to either… Continue reading Trash Talking.