How my love for slices cost me my place at the university

[ATTACH=full]109193[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=full]109175[/ATTACH] [ATTACH=full]109175[/ATTACH] Dry[ATTACH=full]109175[/ATTACH] Spell…I know it is a familiar name with most of you.I don’t really know what the real definition of it is neither do I know the great artist who came up with the name but all I know is that dry spell is real…
Sasa Mimi huyo niko hapa Juja boys …its already end sem and the students are doing the end of semester exam ndio wavuke home…its on a Monday evening na naamua kwenda kunyonya WiFi ya shule and by luck i happen to meet this lady who asks me for certain directions and it seems she is headed to the same place as iam.
The lady is very talkative and as we converse I tell her that I was once doing a bcom course before I changed to a medical course…hiyo dame akanishow ako first year na ako na paper ya principles of accounting on Wednesdays and that she hardly gets anything kwa accounting class.
Dame akaniuliza kama ka naeza mfanyia hio paper ya accounting and she would pay me with anything…Kusema ukweli i am also not that good in accounts but nikaamua nitafanya after all before results zitoke nitakuwa nimeshalipwa. Nikauliza dame ananilipa mangapi and to my surprise akanishow naeza chukua 3k ama slices.
Kulingana na vile dryspell ilikuwa imenianda nikaamua heri slices…Tukapanga vile itakuwa na nikaanza kucram majina zake na details zingine hujazwa kwa answer sheet.
Siku ya exam ilipofika nikavaa katight na kitrench coat alafu nikadunga kiwig na turubber shoes twingine hapo TWA huyo dame na nikajiseti kwa corner venue ya exam.Examiners wajafika na wakaanza kupeana exam papers saa hiyo Mimi nafikiria tu vile threshold lazima ifike…exam ikaanza but to my suprice my question paper was blank…nikajua hapa kimeumana …how am I going to ask for another question paper without the invigilator noticing that am not a lady na vile Mimi huwa na base…for good luck nikamage kuforce ka suplano and I managed to ask for another question paper…
Exam ikaendelea poa and as we were almost finishing something happened …as the examiner was passing the sign list jacket yake ikagonga weave nilikuwa nimevaa ikaanguka chini nikabaki upara …sema class kupasua…hapo ndio nilijua sijui…imagine nimenyoa jorodan na niko na lipstick kwa mdomo…the invigilator noticed that I was impersonating and forwarded me to the VC where both the lady and I were discontinued.All in the name of slices

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Oh Lord, save us from these slices, for surely they’ll kill us…slowly but surely.

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:D:D:D:D:D:D

Bcom hufanywa na watu mia kadhaa. Si ungeenda tu as you, andika admission number pekee and you are done.

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I just dont see how a jacket can swing with enough impact to hit and drop a weave off your head. Unless aliivua akakuchapa nayo kwa kichwa.

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No one is forcing you to see…Fagha!

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:smiley: :smiley: :smiley: hehehe malizia hekaya. what happened after this.

Hizo ni pingu. Looks like headed to jail.

kikikikikiki

murang’a kuna ujinga wah

Hakufikiria akili zake zilikuwa kwa slice :smiley: :smiley:

You know?!! Some people just have the secret urge to cross dress na hawajui.

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Hapo ulipatikana, do things wisely men :oops:[/I]

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Let me just say that uko creative… Mbica mbili n you write a million words…kasuku