Funeral body demands action over men masturbating at Durban cemetery

Just turn off the free wifi.

Don't give people free internet. Problem solved.
 
From enca:

"They are chased with stones and other things, but they don't stop until they are finished," she says.

"They can see that you see them. You can shout and chase them, but they don't stop until they finish, then take their stuff and leave," she adds.

Try bigger stones? Or a pack of pitbulls?
 
Hmmm... fairly sure some of the biggest wankers in society turn out to be its filthy rich "leaders"
Yeah, but they also have their own private space they don't need to do it in the public park/cemetery to avoid family.
 
My weird theory /suspicion is that this is connected to one of those " bring back lost lover" type "healers" telling his clients to go do this as a possible cure for something.

It's the closest thing to a rational explanation that I can think of, given that this graveyard is very old and this is a recent occurrence , regularly up to 3 times a week, different people,according to the video.
yeah all those songomas now

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My one boss was known to sometimes wwank behind his office desk with door open in business hours.

No jokes, that did go on.


Edit: w a n k is now a swear word here :rolleyes:
ive been known to choose some unusual spots.
the most amusing was at a place called "rustler's valley".

met up with some guy, went for a walk to check out a specific view - but had to climb a very big and very old tree.
got up there - huge big horizontal branch - and the view was indeed spectacular.
next thing he is all frisky - so somehow we land up giving each other a bit of a hand - all is bliss.

unbeknown to us (or them) there were a few ppl sitting nearby - also enjoying the sunset, they could not see us, we could not see them.
suddenly, a thundering crack - branch breaks.
they leap up and stare - with that down we go, hitting the ground, pants around ankles.
i get up, they stare at me, i stare at them - and shrug my shoulders then make a dash for cover.
last glance back, and they were still standing staring, in dumbfounded silence.
 
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