Wacha feelings boss. If you post a story expect criticism… Positive and negative… Anyway your contribution is duly noted and i appreciate your stories
Ok, @Ka-Buda , you get a B for your story-telling.
But what’s the purpose of this story if not pride? Have you educated us? Have you entertained us? Have you whatever? ???
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aviator:
Ok, @Ka-Buda , you get a B for your story-telling.
But what’s the purpose of this story if not pride? Have you educated us? Have you entertained us? Have you whatever? ???
Like i said from my first sentence; Some Numb-nut, player-hating hollow-skulls may not find this funny…
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[SIZE=5]Get Off That Chair And Squat! [/SIZE]
You are pooping wrong, squat while taking the dump
http://www.thethousandmilejourney.com/?p=348
system
April 27, 2015, 7:56am
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I REMEMBER MY KLIST DEBUT WAS ON A RELATED STORY HEHEHEHEH, I STILL DONT SIT IN THE TOILET
WuTang
April 27, 2015, 8:09am
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Wow. That degenerated fast.
Like i said from my first sentence; Some Numb-nut, player-hating hollow-skulls may not find this funny…
Ati personality transplant? What you are asking me to do is like telling me to put on colored goggles so that I may not discern the color of your shiet, or to wear a scented gas mask so that I may think your shiet smells sweet.
Thanks @ol monk . Mimi ni “odinare” and why should anyone think they are better than anyone for any reason at all. There are alot of people in Kenya who have the best quality of lives as nature would have wanted it and they don`t even know it. Majuu is over-rated by Hollywood and the movies; contentment is the key to peace of mind and happiness the rest is just Fate.(-Mhenga Kabuda 2015)
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system
April 27, 2015, 11:02am
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MAJUU TUNATAMBUA ni USA tu , hatutambui UK
For a village elder you talk alot of shyte! Go take a running jump off a cliff…Bure type.
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Ata Westi,Karen na Kitisuru ni majuu.Majuu is in your head.
@Ka-Buda , your shock absorbers need strengthening. You boil very easily, and I take advantage of that trait to the maximum. If that is how you handle your Zulu missus, that’s where you go wrong, and drama may just become your second name.
Relax, take a breath and realise that nothing is really too significant to mess your feelings. Not even Aviator’s shiet on ktalk. Otherwise we will keep on bullying you.
Peace!
aviator:
@Ka-Buda , your shock absorbers need strengthening. You boil very easily, and I take advantage of that trait to the maximum. If that is how you handle your Zulu missus, that’s where you go wrong, and drama may just become your second name.
Relax, take a breath and realise that nothing is really too significant to mess your feelings. Not even Aviator’s shiet on ktalk. Otherwise we will keep on bullying you.
Peace!
Saasa bibi ameigiria wapi hapa? Wi wana muno nyee ino… ndinakuorota…mmhhhh…!!!
Very good. This is the spirit now.
Ndingi-itikia itonete! Ikira mbica haha,irima riuru no ria nyoka!
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WuTang
April 27, 2015, 1:37pm
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Simtranslate your exchanges hata si tucopy. Hehehe
@Ka-Buda anaitisha mbisha ya quma. Nitapiga nikiiosha, otherwise you may not like it as it is.
Or you don’t mind bloody coomers or soiled sanitary pads nikuwekee saa hii?
Abba
August 1, 2016, 9:14pm
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Kikikikkiiiikkiii…!!!t get me wrong,i am not even from "ubabini" i grew up in a very modest suburb of Nairobi West having been born in Ngong,Kajiado.So i know what pit latrines are and i used them even when there was no water in my modest Nairobi West house not to mention boarding school of which i completed my High School education in Kenya. Anyway,it was 14 years until i made my first visit to Kenya (Dont ask why,its complicated! and you wont believe me anyway!)ll excuse me! (pun intended!) For some reason after 14 years away from home you are very nervous about what to expect;more nervous than even the moment you left to go to an unknown land where you knew no one! You worry about what became of your friends and family and if all they tell you on the phone is all true,you go through the list of all the dead relatives that have gone while you were away.But most of all you are self concious and you worry about how people will percieve and see you; are you fatter,did you accomplish anything,are you behaving funny and awkward?,are you talking funny?......the list goes on and on and the nearer you approach Kenya and you can see on those tu-GPS things on the plane the more nervous you get! Nothing prepared me for the Pit Latrine experience and i had somehow deleted it from my memories of living in Kenya. I arrived home early in the morning so apart from the masses of people walking to go to what i would like to believe was there places of work,i wasnt too surprised,i even got comfortable enough to sleep off my jet lag through the rest of the day as all my hosts carried on with their daily routines.t prepared for the challenge that is "squatting" and tthe last time i had squatted was in P.E doing frog-jumps for Basketball practice. Anyway,i convinced myself that i was still fit enough to attempt a "dunk" in my not so familiar environment and anyway,had i not done it for years before i left Kenya?! Now we have all been to the gym and tried "something new". My first instincts as i closed the door to that outside cubicle with a bent nail was one of utter nolstagia. The size of the hole on the floor left me in doubt of my target precission and the overwhelming stench made me sure that i didnt want to take any longer than i should in this confined space so i had to do what i had to fast and get out!t seem too phased by my prescence in the "little room",they almost seemed happy and buzzing to have me in their company and that was before i assumed my "squatting" position hoping that i didnt miss my “target”nt be worried;afterall,that is where lizards lived! What i wasnt prepared for was how many of them and in how many colours and sizes they came(i counted at least 8);and when i saw a colourless one staring right down on me as if racially taunting me,i knew this session had to be postponed!t get out of that toilet quick enough ..if only my now muscle cramped legs could let me!.... I didnt visit any pit-latrines after that and i made sure to have a routine “dunk” before any long outings in the safety of my house before i left and i did so for the 3 weeks of my holiday.It was so bad that the next time i had the “need” at Mtito Andei on my drive to Mombasa and saw the flashable pit-latrines again,i held my
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you forgot the bit of flies slapping your butt cheeks on their way out with their wings thanking for delivering fresh supplies of shit? No matter what my home will always be my home and I gladly use the pit latrine whenever I go geshagi . but I understand this kaniggar.he has never been to Kenya and he knows nothing about it that much and it will be wrong for someone to criticize him .Nice story though
Abba
August 1, 2016, 9:14pm
40
Kikikikkiiiikkiii…!!!t get me wrong,i am not even from "ubabini" i grew up in a very modest suburb of Nairobi West having been born in Ngong,Kajiado.So i know what pit latrines are and i used them even when there was no water in my modest Nairobi West house not to mention boarding school of which i completed my High School education in Kenya. Anyway,it was 14 years until i made my first visit to Kenya (Dont ask why,its complicated! and you wont believe me anyway!)ll excuse me! (pun intended!) For some reason after 14 years away from home you are very nervous about what to expect;more nervous than even the moment you left to go to an unknown land where you knew no one! You worry about what became of your friends and family and if all they tell you on the phone is all true,you go through the list of all the dead relatives that have gone while you were away.But most of all you are self concious and you worry about how people will percieve and see you; are you fatter,did you accomplish anything,are you behaving funny and awkward?,are you talking funny?......the list goes on and on and the nearer you approach Kenya and you can see on those tu-GPS things on the plane the more nervous you get! Nothing prepared me for the Pit Latrine experience and i had somehow deleted it from my memories of living in Kenya. I arrived home early in the morning so apart from the masses of people walking to go to what i would like to believe was there places of work,i wasnt too surprised,i even got comfortable enough to sleep off my jet lag through the rest of the day as all my hosts carried on with their daily routines.t prepared for the challenge that is "squatting" and tthe last time i had squatted was in P.E doing frog-jumps for Basketball practice. Anyway,i convinced myself that i was still fit enough to attempt a "dunk" in my not so familiar environment and anyway,had i not done it for years before i left Kenya?! Now we have all been to the gym and tried "something new". My first instincts as i closed the door to that outside cubicle with a bent nail was one of utter nolstagia. The size of the hole on the floor left me in doubt of my target precission and the overwhelming stench made me sure that i didnt want to take any longer than i should in this confined space so i had to do what i had to fast and get out!t seem too phased by my prescence in the "little room",they almost seemed happy and buzzing to have me in their company and that was before i assumed my "squatting" position hoping that i didnt miss my “target”nt be worried;afterall,that is where lizards lived! What i wasnt prepared for was how many of them and in how many colours and sizes they came(i counted at least 8);and when i saw a colourless one staring right down on me as if racially taunting me,i knew this session had to be postponed!t get out of that toilet quick enough ..if only my now muscle cramped legs could let me!.... I didnt visit any pit-latrines after that and i made sure to have a routine “dunk” before any long outings in the safety of my house before i left and i did so for the 3 weeks of my holiday.It was so bad that the next time i had the “need” at Mtito Andei on my drive to Mombasa and saw the flashable pit-latrines again,i held my
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you forgot the bit of flies slapping your butt cheeks on their way out with their wings thanking for delivering fresh supplies of shit? No matter what my home will always be my home and I gladly use the pit latrine whenever I go geshagi . but I understand this kaniggar.he has never been to Kenya and he knows nothing about it that much and it will be wrong for someone to criticize him .Nice story though