Kupoteza number ya mubaba January balaa… :D:D:D
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A lady named Pauline Wamugo has sent a hilarious message to Safaricom asking for contacts for her mubaba saved as Njogu Kia V8.
[I][B]According to her, she lost her phone together with all her contacts, her house is locked and Njogu is the man supposed to pay the rent.
Wherever Njogu is, he must be happy to part with this month’s rent ya huyo mama.[/B][/I]
Yaani amebend lakini bado hakuna mattercore. Mimi nikiwa huyo mubaba siwes mind akipoteza number yangu.
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If your wife is usually happy when going to work but moody when she returns home, i have some news for you…https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t53/1/16/1f605.pnghttps://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t53/1/16/1f605.png
She must be a Kikuyu from Kiambu
Leta illumination Chifu. What should we know about those?
Materialistic
Don’t give a damn about the sponsor
Can transport you to the next world faster than the speed of light
Sio Kabaya
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I see. Rwong namba:D
:D:D:D Yani mwanaume ni wakutumika tu.
kubali tu
Hehe
Do your research gentlemen, most people with that Kenya bracelet are either idiots, thieves, prostitutes, or all of the above. Nikishaona mtu na hicho ki bracelet namtafutianga category yake teketeke.
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Is This Post By “A Bitter Village Girl” About Bananas?
There is this nonsense that Nairobians eat in the name of bananas. I call it absolute nonsense because surely what is this?
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Okay, your eyes land on screaming yellow ‘bananas’ displayed on the vibanda.
You buy several, the juiciest of them, according to your eyes.
You go home all excited, ready to kill yourself with loads of ‘banana’ potassium.
Before eating the thing, you inspect it from head to toe. You tell self ‘mmmmmmh this thing looks thin but osorait’.
You peel the thing hoping to find freshy freshy white meat inside. But what do you find?
A thin, wrinkly, Malnourished, struggling, strip of ‘banana’ on its death bed. Your heart screams small.
You bite the thing hoping that atleast, there will be some rumors of sweetness.
First bite tastes like glue. Second bite tastes like ash.
Third bite tastes like all these fake promises made by Kenyan men.
You can’t take another bite, Kwani you were born to suffer!
And the way, the yellow ness had enticed you to stroke you with sweetness until you die.
Now you look at the rest of the ‘bananas’ like one eye closed.
You ask self ’ what do these demons remind you of’ and then ahaaaaa,
it hits you, these tasteless evil spirits remind you of Nairobi men.
These two creatures, much Ado about nothing!
Nairobi will be great again,if and only if, Sakaja arrests all those pseudo bananas imijitiri,
starting with the yellow ones!
Have a blessed day.
Kumbe safcom pia anachapaa watu masweep twitter, ati okoa
typical stereotyping.
But anyhow was not referring o her character but rather her appearance
