Funny tales from the Round Table.

[Zee]

Imagine the look on bens face after kuona bibi anawekelewa mjuols kwa sitting room

[LeoK]

@pseudonym

Same reason why men sleep with their househelps or secretaries I guess…it’s cheap.

Actually that’s equivalent to rape coz probably the guy is using his position wether there is consent notwithstanding.

[Ice_Cube]

The local is a place to catch up. I remember at one point, some old guy came in to drink with a fairly young guy. The young guy was obviously reckless…got high and started reprimanding that guy for having a MWK who was living in a slum called GITOTHUA (knew of its existence then). While his other kids are leading a relatively good life the other side, in the end he poured his beer on the old guy and went into his car and drove off.

[Tarantinoh]

:D:D:D:eek::eek::eek: Holly Molly:D:D:D

[LeoK]

@Ice_Cube

The local is a place to catch up. I remember at one point, some old guy came in to drink with a fairly young guy. The young guy was obviously reckless…got high and started reprimanding that guy for having a MWK who was living in a slum called GITOTHUA (knew of its existence then). While his other kids are leading a relatively good life the other side, in the end he poured his beer on the old guy and went into his car and drove off.

Doesn’t sound much like “catching up” . But yes the local is more or less a tribe.

[system]

@Ice_Cube

The local is a place to catch up. I remember at one point, some old guy came in to drink with a fairly young guy. The young guy was obviously reckless…got high and started reprimanding that guy for having a MWK who was living in a slum called GITOTHUA (knew of its existence then). While his other kids are leading a relatively good life the other side, in the end he poured his beer on the old guy and went into his car and drove off.

:D:D:D:D:D:D drama can’t miss once in awhile. It adds flavor to the place.

[LeoK]

@pseudonym

:D:D:D:D:D:D drama can’t miss once in awhile. It adds flavor to the place.

Plus what happens in Vegas…

[system]

@LeoK

Plus what happens in Vegas…

…especially since kila mtu ana siku yake. :D:D

[4makind]

@Okwonkwo

Huyo mtu wa baiskeli ni @Gio ama @The.Black.Templar

Ama meza mate… yeye pia hupenda biking… anyway where is this going???

[system]

@4makind

Ama meza mate… yeye pia hupenda biking… anyway where is this going???

:D:D kassin, si nilikwambia I have quit writing hekayas , this tale is heading nowhere. Ni kastory tu.

[system]

Jaro soja ama Chef Raphael wakuje wajitetee

[Useless_Spectator]

let me get this straight, a person is screwing YOUR wife in YOUR house on YOUR couch and you decide to lurk outside as you wait for him to finish,yaani umepigwa exile kwako,tell that guy to turn in his balls,he doesnt need them. And he should also lose his position as a knight of the round table.
The local sounds nice,the camaraderie reminds me of a time i used to frequent a pub called famous on Moi ave.,smokers section,sits about 15 and every evening you would find the usual suspects telling a great tale and imbibing cheap beer.Then i entangled myself with a lass from an exhibition stall next door and when the relationship went south access to the pub became a mission behind enemy lines, sadly.

[4makind]

@Useless Spectator

let me get this straight, a person is screwing YOUR wife in YOUR house on YOUR couch and you decide to lurk outside as you wait for him to finish,yaani umepigwa exile kwako,tell that guy to turn in his balls,he doesnt need them. And he should also lose his position as a knight of the round table.
The local sounds nice,the camaraderie reminds me of a time i used to frequent a pub called famous on Moi ave.,smokers section,sits about 15 and every evening you would find the usual suspects telling a great tale and imbibing cheap beer.Then i entangled myself with a lass from an exhibition stall next door and when the relationship went south access to the pub became a mission behind enemy lines, sadly.

Mshangao…难以置信的状态… Pengine wife alikuwa amekunjwa kama catfish kimollis…

[uwesmake]

majamaa wa gibleys hatunanga kitambi na 7 shots ndio minimum so hii story tumekataaaaa

[Nattydread]

Ng’ano cia Karagita. Siste, this can be an excellent script for a short movie. The twist is so full of impact, suspense and release pure.

[system]

@Nattydread

Ng’ano cia Karagita. Siste, this can be an excellent script for a short movie. The twist is so full of impact, suspense and release pure.

Thanks, that’s a good idea.

[Abba]

@pseudonym

We all reach a stage where partying like rock stars and club hopping becomes a bit too much and we settle down to having a pint in a quiet place,preferably a short staggering distance from home or ideally,a place we are sure that a traffic cop cannot pull us over and make us take a sobriety test.And for most ladies,a place where we can go without getting all dressed up,many a times ,you will find me there in tees and worn off jeans. Once or twice,I have been there in my PJ’s ,why? Because I can and I don’t give a hoot.

                Mine,is a quaint little place near home,nestled in the midst of Acacia trees.The ambiance is great if you are an outdoors kind of person.The service is terribly slow,a common trait I have come to associate with my side of woods.Slow service is one of the three reasons I always sit at the counter,the second reason being that I can watch sports better from that vantage point and thirdly, Men with hidden agendas and young-lings tend to keep away from ladies sitting at the counter and that suits me just fine.

                With time,four years to be precise, I got to know the usual members of the [I]round table[/I]- that's what we call our counter,though in the real sense it is oval shaped-and in a funny way,these ladies (we are three) and gents have become a sort of family away from family. Secrets are shared here,deals are made ,conspiracies are discussed and political arguments do tend to go overboard once in awhile causing a bit of fracas between the "members".

               One evening , Bernard, A member came in fuming,he rudely hustled the bartender to give him his usual poison,gin, and he gulped the first shot at once. Kimweli, another member asked him what was wrong. The dude looks at us and says-[I] "Aki nyinyi wanawake!".[/I]The men share a knowing grin while we get into defense mode. After a few more shots of gin,Ben loosens up a bit and tells us his "masaibus"

              Ben and his wife had been together for two years and for all we knew he was a happily married man. He always bragged how his sexual prowess netted him this fine dame but as it is in most cases,we all suspected it was all about finances(especially since the guy has a keg pot...huge one where a six pack should be). He is 45 years and the lass is 24. A few weeks earlier he had noticed a change in the wife, passion had dwindled which made him suspect someone was dicking his wife while he was at work. On this particular day,he decided to go back to his home at around 10 a.m to find out whether his fears were unfounded. He drove into the estate and found a Prado parked on the driveway by his wall.He creeped in to the compound and peeped on the window and saw the wife with another man doing the deed in the sitting room. Temporary insanity made him walk back to his car and take a heavy wrench from his toolbox and break the headlights on the prado then he went and sat on his car bonnet ,waiting to see who will come out of his house since the prado's alarm was screaming. A few moments later a lad got out of the gate hurriedly and jumped on a raleigh(black mamba)bike which was lying in the hedges further up and hastily cycled away leaving poor Ben gaping with astonishment,he did not expect to find out that a worker from a nearby flower farm was the one screwing his wife.The neighbor from the opposite house came out with his guests and that explained why a car was parked on the driveway. In short,his day was terrible,he had to cough money to buy new headlights for the not so amused owner.

        At this point of the story we were all trying to hold back our laughter with little success and from that day on Ben nearly runs off any cyclist he meets on the road.

:D:D:D:D:D:D how did i miss this my lady .