i think am one exceptional case, i suspected nimewekewa mchele, and indeed i was correct. nyeri at a place called seniors. i walked out still in my conscience, and true to it the mchele gnag was in pursuit, I refused to ride a taxi with them, dashed across the road and stopped a random taxi. went to my room safely at the safari hotel, where i literally collapsed in bed, the morning at 10, i managed to rise up, feeling sickest ever, but I drove to the city which today I think was risky coz i was semi-conscious, but i managed the 150km. i collapsed in my own keja at 3 pm, but a thoughtful neighbour who saw me getting in the house looking weary checked in on me and i asked him to take me to hosi, agha khan where I was admitted overnight (real story, don’t try poke holes). how I survived only sir God knows. i was put on drips and other meds and discharged the following day. the doctors treated me symptomatically, but after recovering I recollected the events of the previous night ad realised the moment I was spiked. the spiker ordered a similar drink to mine and managed to swap bottles somehow. I sensed the effect was not of beer and quickly decided to head home, i thank my sixth sense to date.
yafaa drug manufacturers waanzee kuunda hio dawa with clear colour , ikiwekwa kwa pombe, color ya pombe inachange into blue na inatoa zile bubble za ENO for 30 minutes then chemical reaction inafanya pombe ina overflow inamwagika yote kama vile ile pill huwekwa ka coke inamwagika yote
sadaka yangu sipelekangi kanisa. nasomesha watoto masikini na yatima roho safi. i have more dependants (non relatives) i have naturally decided to help over time, mmoja akimaliza shule i scout for another one. i think they pray for more days to be added to my life. at any one time i have a kid am helping roho safi
remember its only being misused, its prescribed for depression patients who need more than piriton. its called stilnox kwa chemist, but there could be other brands