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Djagame wrote:GENIUS KIKUYU SON!!!!
Mwangi lived alone upcountry in the village.
He wanted to dig his sweet potato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard.
His only son Mwaura, who used to help him, was in Kamiti prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Mwaura,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my ngwashe garden this year.
I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
If you were here, I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the BODIES.
Love, Mwash
At 4 a.m. the next morning, agents from flying squad, kanga squad and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies.
They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the ngwashe now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love, Mwash He he he Your income is directly related to your philosophy, Not the economy.-Jim Rohn
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