RIP Gal. So sad what is happening in our society at the momet. What the @#%$& is going on.

CC. Mugundaman, yule bado anatafuta!!!

shida za new money & suburbia...'desperate housewives' manenoz.

I just read the story online @Nation. It's very sad. How fragile life is lakini ...to even imagine that upon seeing the furniture she was upset over the hubby's affair. I mean who wouldn't be? And now she's dead...hivyo tu bure.

By the way, i just checked out the mistress's -Danyque Gaberiel- facebook page — wa wa! Guys are chewing her out videadly...thousands of stone throwers apo.

See this is why I've chosen to live a bachelor life. I was married once, and have lived with 3 other chics 'come-we-stay' for years. Honestly it was never worth it. In my opinion, living together with another adult is just stress tupu.

Like this Mary's husband, I'm watching this video they have online and the dude was crying in court. Why have tudogo-dogo's hiding around from your wife when you can have all the girlfriends you want as a single bachelor?
Sasa all that hiding around has led him to all this shidaz. In court for murder! And a future of kukula maharagwe haijaiva na kulima in prison. Ati mistress? Ya nini?

#Moi ...#Kirubi. Life is short, no fake commitments, live free & be happy.

REST WIT DA ANGELS SIS

Sunday - Flashback Life Lesson:

I'm gonna keep it real with you coz we're all anonymous. Every now and then, I like going back in time over my life. See here now, just thinking about the lessons I've learned along the way. Just to remind myself, never to make the same mistake again. And since we're all anonymous here, lemme just bare out some thoughts i be thinking to myself. Maybe it'll help somebody.

Back in Dec 2010, I was visiting Nairobi. The next friday, my friends/cuzos and I were at a joint that's no longer around on Lang'ata Road. Used to be called Reminisce ...dude, I loved that joint.

So we were chilling. Rounds of beer, nyake, mshikakiz, flowing when my tipsy eyes noticed this round booty wiggling. Aki ya mama.

She had on tight blue jeans. Wiggling her booty on the dance floor as Mike Murimi sang his crazy songs. Me Wazua aki walahi, I was seeing doubles . She had the roundest, sexiest booty I ever seen. .

So munde si punde, or is it punde si munde ...anyway being the dude i am and with a few heinekens in my blood stream...I walked to that dance floor jo. I eazeed myself behind her wiggling booty as the song played (fellas mnajua how we do) ...just slyyyde in there .

Lo &Behold she turned around and smiled at a brotha. Said ati her name was Wambui . Bruh, I should have walked away right there ....sema kufanywa hypnosis na rasa

Man! Make a long storo short she gave me her number, but refused to go home with me that night. Which i respected.
A week later I called her up and we met at the same spot. Friday night, this time she brought her girl friend over. Duuuude! GF was fyyyyyyyne! unaskia jo? Fyyyyyyne.

After the club, kidu 2am everyone was tipsy and I drove 'em over to my apartment....blah, blah, blah...fast forward a week later. She invites me to her place on Thika Road, and we did it there too. In the same bed she shared with her huzzy. Yaani we'd just boink boink 24/7 jo ...booooink boink walahi.

Turned out the fyyyn gf became jealous over her friend being with me 'coz she was married'. Make a long a story short, she contacts my chic's hubby who worked in Saudi Arabia and tells him ati his wife is being boinked by a certain dude.

Dude flies down to Nairobi same time as I catch a flight to U.S.A. We miss each other by minutes. Upon arriving in U.S, my mum who was here asks me "Kai Mburu Wina Ngoma?" translated to "nigga son, i'ma kill you!".

It turns out Wamboi's hubby sumhow traced my mum's number. To this day, i suspect he bribed my cuzo Kimani to give her my mum's number. Long story short big ass wambui's husband told my mum everything. Waaazua semeni mathe kutoa mayoe. She chewed me out dude.

Later i talked to wamboi's huzzy, and explained to him his wife told me they were divorcing. He said he's looking for me he kills me himself. I was told he carries a pic of me in his wallet, ati the day we'll meet... I felt very guilty about the whole thing man.

So i learned huge HUUUUUUUGE lesson brotha ...One that has carried me to 2019. I don't mess with married chics man...if she's married, dude i don't even come near. I don't even wanna be friends. Nooo I want nothing to do with her.

And you should stay away too, if u value your life otherwise utakufa bure man. IT'S NOT WORTH IT! Even if diabz imefika lokichoggio MAN...no nooooo staki!

#WachaTakoNendaZako

Sooo sad. Just seen the late woman's facebook page. They just came back from family holiday in Thailand and Dubai. 2 boys, one teenager, other has just joined class 1 Nova Pioneer. You have to pity the poor kids. Wanaume muwache mpango wa kando.

This is very good advice @hardwood. Please our brothers, please take heed.

Slyqueens should also stop thier acts. Lakini madada zanguni there is no man worth dying for. Just walk away and sue them kabisa.

There is a difference between slayqueens and MK's.

Hardwood is a corporate consumer of slayqueens

Let's be realistic. Mipangos will always be there. Our grandfathers had them so did our fathers. What we need are SOPs on management of Mipangos some examples

1. Always keep mpango away from your wife
2.If she finds out,abandon the mpango,apologise to your wife and move on to another mpango
3..

Let's be realistic. Mipangos will always be there. Our grandfathers had them so did our fathers. What we need are SOPs on management of Mipangos some examples

1. Always keep mpango away from your wife
2.If she finds out,abandon the mpango,apologise to your wife and move on to another mpango
3..