There was once a guy called Barmuriat. Barmuriat was a lazy guy. He loved chewing Mogoks pale Matatu stage ya Roosters, Thika Rd. So one day he saw a very beautiful girl, Njoki Chege.
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Barmuriat wanted to chips funga or maybe marry that girl. She told Barmuriat that she cannot marry a man who is not rich. And not having more than a hundred blue subarus. So Barmuriat went at home pale Sandton and sat, thinking of how he could get the subarus to marry the most beautiful girl in the hood.
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So he saw there were a lot of subarus parked close to residential flats and Bars of Roysambu.
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He also saw the neighboring jacaranda had some more Noahs. So he decided to steal the automotives. He went to The local Cobbler and made very big shoes, big enough for giants. He also went to the local welding guy and ordered for bazooka and RPG shaped mashups.
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The following morning, he woke up and told his mogoks mates pale Roosters that he was going mashinani to harvest majani chai. And that it would take a month…Under construction
Hav’ just text a Kenyan friend in Argentina and refering him to this old tale, it’s Sad I try to find in google and got myself here…worst the story remains in suspense. Anyway, it was read technology was in heaven; I wish it could be now. Greetings from Wisconsin.
Hav’ just text a Kenyan friend in Argentina and refering him to this old tale, it’s Sad I try to find in google and got myself here…worst the story remains in suspense. Anyway, it was read technology was in heaven; I wish it could be now. Greetings from Wisconsin.