Year… 1981
Location: downtown riverroad
Coordinates… : dingy hole brothel
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Hello folks, today im going to take you guys way back yaani waaay back in time. You see, to understand human behaviour one must also study the past. So we go back to our story up there folks…
Noises were emanating from one room kochwik klchwik as the rugged rusty bed complained
Njambi: ssssss omodi ngai ngai ngai haki reo umeniwesa…
Omosh: sikilia apo tu njambi hii kitu ni tamu saaaana
Njambi :woi woi woi reo utaongeza kobore
Omosh: sina sida sweety nimeusa baisikeli yangu tufurahi my dear. Obambla na ugali ya wimbi tafanya kazi leo sawa sawa!
(omosh grinned as he wrapped njambi to a vice like gclamp position and penetrated her deep.)
Njambi: woiiiii woiiii haki umeguza wariongo omodi !!!
(wariongo is pancreasin greek)
Omosh : aaaaah… Tamu sana nguruwe
hiiii… Ntanunulia wewe cake na underwear…
(suddenly she freed herself from his grip and sped off like a warthog that has seen fire from that room amidst the merciless pounding straight to the bathroom and a loud scream was heard by other whores)
Njambi: Nani alinunua kondom zimeexpireeee!!!
As omosh a hulk of a man who is also a mechanic stepped outside grinned, 9 months later a heavy bastard was born near daggoretti corner 9. 7 kg to be precise
(wait for part 2 where we explain the rough childhood, his journey through rehab to finding the love of his life lichoti and why he now spends time roasting mutura at his mothers butchery while occasionally stealing tins of paint to sell from her pig sty sites. Stay tuned folks…)
