I couldnt believe my eyes as i drove into impala this past weekend. Ok, ofcourse, mi ni barbie msoto, so gari haikua yangu( a bit too obvious); i just wanted to floss like a soulja boy, only to find that the club had been closed down.
Earlier, i was busy hustling for the nights action. I thought i'd enjoy the evening at my home club after attending a good friends graduation after party. i swear hao mafala walifungu pavilion jo!!. I now not only didn't hang out at my favorite joint, but i also have no other place too party at. Wait, was my sentence structure right? i'm open to grammar corrections, kizungu ni ngumu kiasi.
Anyway, i have a collection of photos that i'v never uploaded. i never much to say, but just some evidence. hehe, ok, take a look, enjoy. :-)
Na hii kazi ya kublog imeanza kuwa ngumu...nilidhani kuandika hizi vitu haihitaji kufikiria...be warned people ujinga also uses up your brain cells.Good thing I had these photos of beautiful people I can zubaa with!!!
Sadly today that is all I can do...stare!!! Have you been to the supermarket of late and looked at the price of Vaseline??? Now I have to decide if after this blog nitaparara kesho asubuhi...hmmmm...
OK then...back to more important things...like the blog...just to satisfy all you pervs out there I still have enough vaseline to last me tomorrow morning.
The only thing wrong with this photo is that there is no tall KICC building behind this cute couple. Digital cameras just had to complicate everything.
No one in the corner has swagger like us!!!! I can see Nyayo Stadiooom is catering for the minority...hawa ni wale mafans vegeterian wanasuffer from mumps. Speaking of minority,remember that sesame street bird?? We were seated with him the other day and kumbe that guy is a Kao, which explains his love for the colour yellow. You can't find guests like this anywhere else....even bought him a tusker and I had to stop him from destroying the can coz he thought the black part was scratch to reveal
On one side there were the veggies people and on the other side....well...I simply wouldn't want to be that guy seated next to her. What would be the conversation breaker? Heey girl...nice breasts you got there...Girl slaps guy...Guy says I meant the chicken in your hand...Girl slaps him twice as hard!!!
The key to a woman's heart is through her stomach.....and who said buying her chicken wouldn't get her laughing at my jokes. Time to start saving for KFC. I may just get lucky and get to second base
Starting to think too much again....back to warembo gallery...*licks tongue in anticipation*
That was short...now I know how Inspector Mwala feels. Oh yeah short people, I went there.
What the hell was I doing wandering off in the middle of the pitch like that. Last time I checked, the gents was not this far away. Oh well, hata iyo jua inimulike aje I am still going to water the grass. My apologies to whoever got tackled on this particular spot. That tackle left you with a bad taste in your mouth,huh?
I guess Jimmy Gathu(guy on the right) didn't carry his trusted calculator along, did he??You know what they say, if you cant beat them,join them.
Thanks to the experience he has watching moves inside the closets of many Kenyans, he manages to sukuma a peck on the cheek. Woohoo!!!!almost made it to first base.
But like all other closets, Jimmy Gathu always gets kicked out. Not all stories have happy endings people. I guess its back to the calculator for him.
And so we do what we do best....live, love, rugby!!!!
By the way kuna huyu buda mzee amependa kujificha na kutupiga mapicha za ovyo. Beware of this papa razzi...This last picture wasn't me.
Now to wait for the 7s circuit...really need me some rugby action bad.
