A VISIT TO THE UROLOGIST

A few years ago nikiwa bado campo I paid a visit to some urologist in Nakuru. Can’t remember the exact building, but office yake ilikuwa 7th floor.

Nikapata queue. Waited for a few hours before seeing him. Now there was an old man before me. A man who seemed like he was in his 70’s or something. And while I was making an appointment with the urologist the previous day he had indicated atakuwa theatre until 11.00 AM.

So just before I entered his office I noticed the old man limping away. Alikuwa amevaa kofia kama ya Raila – you know, those Luo hats. He was a frail old man, very thin. He was being escorted by two other men.

So nikaingia kuona urologist. Talked to him for an hour or so. Alafu I requested to use his toilet. Wueh! Kuingia kwa toilet I found bloody bandages kwa iyo waste basket. Toilet yenyewe ilikuwa bloody. Something like bloody soup was just floating around.

I remembered the limping man. And before him there had been another limping patient. It was very disturbing. Back then I’d spend my time in college shopping for designer colognes (kina cool water by davidoff) lakini after that incident my outlook on life changed. I realized existence is not about coffee shops and sidewalks and wi-fi networks. It’s about mud. rocks. bloody toilets. And creatures fighting to survive.

Anyway, examination by the doctor is a hekaya for another day.

Shiet! Bora uhai

@T.Vercetti wewe ni ghaseer shoga takataka mtoto wa malaya, tafuta @PHARMACY akunyonye mboro for seventy shillings.

Coffee shops, side walks, designer colognes, big house, beautiful wife and kid,business, money, kungurus, all make life worth living. If nothing makes you tick then live in a fukcing hut or something. Or drive a tuk tuk to work or something. Or jiue or something. Life is for the living. While alive, take care of your health. Nut daily if you can. Otherwise prostate cancer is waiting for you around the corner. You can’t live life if you ain’t fit to live it.

Ama atafute babako amudeenyer matacore coomerniner braary mwenyu

Huyu mshenzi @Tauren aka @T.Vercetti spend all of his time fantasising on jaluo dicks

Pharmacy wacha matusi, hii tabia mbovu ya matuu usilete hapa mshenzi

Njaruo calm your foreskin leaves. Why are you wailing as if you are on a fishing boat within Lake Victoria waters as fisherman @Swansea Jack Daniels Omollo bends you over and destroys you anal muscles ruthlessly like Adebissi ???

You should be very ashamed of yourself for wailing loudly like a Jokajok in heat. Are you in heat?

Hio description ya hio loo has messed up my appetite…hata kale ka coca cola ka jioni kameisha ladha.
Hekaya ikuje lakini.

@uwesmake wacha kasheshe. This could very well be one of your 7,654 handles. Na kama sio wewe basi hio handle ni ya @Old Monk the other njaruo goon from Lake Kosewe.

If not monk basi hio handle Tauren ni ya the foreskin from Sondu Miriu, his highness Jimmy Otieno Onyango Otoyo AKA deorro AKA @Oti The Gargantuan .

Jimmy Otieno Onyango Otoyo anapenda video games sana. Yeye ndio anajua video game characters known as “Tauren”.

I don’t know who the fuck is Tauren. And Jimit is not a multihandler

@administrator you may have to do something about these chokosh wars. Hawa watu wawili wana derail thread zote

wewe faggot endelea kutembea kwa malaya wa river-road utajipata uki bleed kwa toilets za urologists. Meffi wewe

@Swansea Jack Daniels Omollo amekataa kata kata kukatwa foreskin. Amesema he will go back to the creator as complete as he came.

Swansea anaogopa visu sana. Kwake hata sukuma wiki inakata katwa na mkono. Hata machungwa unararua ngozi na meno.

Mama, apana tag me ovyo ovyo.

Enda tafuta mtu akutombe upunguze manyege. Ngamia. Bladifwakin.

@Swansea utahiri lini?

To see a Urologist, or any medical specialist in .ke, do just walk-in, or you have to be referred by your General Practitioner ?

Either. You can call and schedule an appointment directly

Commit suicide pole pole kama umechoka na maisha ghassia. The world owes you nothing tuckertucker. Deal with it bila ma feelings za ki sissy.

Niaje mjamaa, hii ghassia inakuanga jike?