This Earth is officially hostile territory for the Walala hoiis. Omwami was innocently summoned for a night of merry-making and free podipodi by his cousin who has been living in Abroad. You know we are approaching that season of receiving relatives who speak through their nose and say “broooo” every three seconds.
Since free alcohol doesn’t have enemies, Omwami carried his better half Aswito like a handbag and reported to the venue early enough to dominate the nyama choma & akohoo before inflation touched it. The summer bunny ordered booze the way politicians order votes,, endlessly & without shame.
The night was good, Drinks were flowing. Omwami’s liver was negotiating for peace talks. At some point, the bladder filed a complaint, so Omwami excused himself to go release excess water pressure so he could create space for more free drinks.
But my friend… what he saw when he came back was pure Dust followed by marudurudu. Omwami returned only to find daughter of Agrippina and his US-based cousin interlocked like Morio & Juliet, measuring each other’s temperature using mudomometer calibrated in Fahrenheit.
The two were so deep in the moment, even a loud cough would not separate them. Omwami just stood there, seeing with his mouth open like a village kid at JKIA.
After a full system reboot, he chose peace like a UN envoy, took his jacket, picked his gugus, turned around and walked away leaving the two lovebirds confused, wondering why our boy decided to abort mission and end his night of “hearing good” prematurely.
Earth is hard,, Nairobi is Babilon. And boychild is suffering in 4K. May Yehova Wanyonyi remember his poor pipoos during this difficult economic times. Kama kawa sisi walala hoii hatuna maoni, Letu Jicho tu.👀
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