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How Mugechi lost his head, and nearly his penis in the same minute

How Mugechi lost his head, and nearly his penis in the same minute

MUGECHI! Elder Makathimo’s giant last born son! That’s him.

Bugger might have been killed by a chicken bone and we might have covered him in a ton of soil a week or so ago, but fellow will forever be alive in the minds, hearts and curses of a certain generation.

His reign of terror ran all through our childhood. It was ended by the loss of his foreskin. Very powerful demons, that appendage must have contained. The transition happened about two weeks before news of him having beaten two students in the KCPE exams rocked the...

Chase by upcountry cop at midnight ends in really strange twist

Chase by upcountry cop at midnight ends in really strange twist

You probably know this already but I will still say it. I am Kirundiro, the first born son of Mwobithania, or KM or Sufferer, and money evades me better than I do my landlord. Perhaps if I had spent more time in the confounded college chewing books than other things, I would be a landlord myself....

Horror at the funeral of Elder Makathimo’s bully son

Horror at the funeral of Elder Makathimo’s bully son

It is hard to believe that Mugechi is dead. Killed by a chicken bone that lodged on his oesophagus tighter than the villagers at the wedding could dislodge. The mighty Mugechi, the terror of our childhood, dispatched by a dead bird. It was an irony beyond belief.

Mugechi is Elder Makathimo’s last born son. Elder Makathimo’s...

Bhangi sio terere PART II: Shaking open Central Police gates for Carol

Bhangi sio terere PART II: Shaking open Central Police gates for Carol

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Yes my friend. Where were we…yeah, why I am in jail.

Bhang! It’s the simple answer. Weed and me don’t get along very well. Makes me do crazy stuff, is what the illegal smoke does.
The last time I smoked weed before last Friday, I crashed into a wedding reception shirtless, convinced the bride...

Bangi sio terere: A judge, an ogre …and boy do they hate Sufferer

Bangi sio terere: A judge, an ogre …and boy do they hate Sufferer

You must be struggling to read this my friend. Terrible handwriting, I know. But it’s the best I can do under the circumstances. If reading becomes impossible, just smell it. Yep!

Now you have an idea what I’m living through. I’m scribbling it on my knee from the smelly inside of Industrial Area Police cells.

This yellow...

Kirundiro shocked, ashamed to share league with amateur sinners (Part III of IV)

Kirundiro shocked, ashamed to share league with amateur sinners (Part III of IV)

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Know what? Stare all you want. I don’t give a rat’s fart. Really, I don’t. Not right now. May be three minutes ago. I might even have delighted your ears with a few x-rated vocabularies. Perhaps I still will.

Right now, my yappers are preoccupied with duties much more...