Three weeks ago, coming from visiting my kabuloti in Kamangu, I was between Lusiggetti and Gikambura when I gave a lift to this hot mama (aren’t they all in this village?), about 35 years.
Turned out she is a married teacher, at Karai High School, but from what she has been telling me, her marriage is on the rocks.
Sasa shida ni kuwa fisi ni fisi tu, hata kama transformer haina mafuta.
I want to carpet her in my office, and she is willing. Swalimu wamegoma and she is free any day. But there’s a big, limp elephant in the room - I CAN’T FERKING GET IT UP!
The solution, of course, is the small oval blue pill.
But given my heart condition, there’s a significant risk that Mutula could happen midstream.
And then again, may be am being too cautious. Risk is not a certainity.
What to do? Am I gonna live the rest of my life debating this or I just say kama mbaya mbaya?