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Persona Non Grata at Church

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24 hours prior to the New Year, I was lounging infront of the tele. Douglas of record TV was hosting a bunch of “never seen or heard before” kids whose musical background ends at some God forsaken studio. I muted the sound to save my ears from their unrealistic conversation mbu Bebe Cool should charge the same amount of money like P Square or Movado because according to them, he can pull the same numbers for a show, yeah right! I snorted. Anyways that was the least of my worries since I had a real problem at hand to deal with; finding plot that will get me through to a fresh year i.e not from home. Brokenness had successfully denied me anything money related so my options narrowed down to free entry places. Church was number one on that list followed by house parties; I settled for church given the distance of the venue and company; Kololo was the perfect place to enjoy the battle of fireworks across the city skyline. Before you judge me for having the lousiest reasons to atte

People Not To Watch Movies With

It’s been one of those days, work was stressful and nothing seemed to be working right and all you need is a great movie to wind down your terrible day. Fortunately for you; you just got your hands on a movie you have been dying to watch for quite sometime, well it’s not that new but to you it is because you have not yet watched it right? You toy with the idea of either watching it alone or inviting a friend over, which regarding to the number of digits signed up in your phonebook wouldn’t be a problem; you have a very big collection of friends to pick from BUT (and that’s a very big but) they are a few you just can’t make the mistake of inviting, people like; Paul-The Suspense Killer Paul is the dude who watches all the movies before the rest of the gang does, he knows which movie is nice and which is not; in short he’s the perfect which-movie-should-I-watch consultant, the problem with Paul is this…..since he’s watched all movies before you; he knows what it’s all about; first he

African Timing + Kwanjula + UAF = Drama (Final part)

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We dropped our hitch hiker at the junction.   Me, the driver and our UAF proceeded to Mbale, that’s where we spent our night. The plan according to the groom looked like this “ we get back to Lwaboba at 10:00am to collect the empty crates and then pick him so we could all head to Kampala by noon sharp ”. Basing on how everything else had turned out previously, I figured the excitement of his Kwanjula was in full command of his speech. The night came and went like a thief on a mission and my few seconds of sleep were interrupted by a knock on the door which was followed by a loud “we are running late”. That was the driver waking me up and reminding me to get my ass ready for Lwaboba season two. I’ve never been a sleep walker but somehow I managed to get out of the bedroom to the bathroom with my eyes closed, it’s the splash of cold water on my skin that snapped me out of stupidity. Everything there after was done with the same quickness Jackie Chan applies when taking down

Marketing DT style

Have you ever gone shopping in DT? Yeah 90% of you have, the remaining 10% are pretending they don’t even know such a place exists but I won’t sweat you, it’s not like it’s the coolest place to be, pricewise though it’s the shit. For 20,000/- your shopping bag will look like its about to explode, you’ll find your pink top, your pink shoes, your pink belt and everything pink you need to make your ex regret dumping you. But the best part of it all is that you won’t find any other bimbo wearing what you got. Hard as they may try DT sells only exclusive shit unlike boutiques that have the same top in all rainbow colors, with DT nobody will publish your photo in the “who wore it best” section of the tabloids. Enough with that, I just wanted ya’ll to have a feel of what am going to talk about, most especially those who are still shamelessly having question marks on the location of DT (it’s a boutique on the ground OK?).God some people! That aside what I wanted to talk about is the marketi

How to tell who got F9 in a subject at school

In Maths She wants to stock sugar in her house because of the looming economic meltdown so she figures she will be saving some money if she bought it at Nakumatt, Game or Uchumi at 3,000/= per kg because sugar in Mengo has hit 5,000/- per kg (approximately). She gets a special hire and moves from one supermarket to another to be able to accumulate 6 kgs “anti” the supermarkets are rationing their sugar output. At the end of it all, she pays the special hire man 20,000/- and puts a very satisfied smile on her face Breaking it down for her: 5,000 by 6 equals 36,000 and 3,000/- by 6 equals 18,000/- then add 20,000/- and you get a whooping 38,000/- . This one was getting below 10% seriously. In History She has been dating a player for the whole year, she gets tired of his crap and dumps him, in comes John; player number two, after six months, her heart is broken again. She can’t seem to understand why relationships are not working out for her. She gives it one last shot with Frank

Folk tale for political adults

Once upon a time in a certain small village lived a young boy called Olara, he had big dreams and didn’t mind sharing them with whoever cared enough to listen. Olara’s big dream was to travel to a distant land called FREEDOM, he’d had stories about this place and vowed to reach there one day. Olara worked hard and saved some money to buy a special material called a KITENGE which he took to the village tailor, he wanted to look his best when he got to the land of FREEDOM. This young boy came from a fairly wealthy family and his Dad owned the only car in the village however, he refused to grant his son the car to take him to the land of FREEDOM so poor Olara had to device a new plan to get him there. He decided that on Monday or Thursday which happened to be market days in his village, he’d walk all the way to the land of FREEDOM. Soon rumors started circulating in the village about Olara’s intention to walk all the way to the land of FREEDOM. Some sympathized with him while others l

Sunday school teacher for a day

Disclaimer:- if you’ve ever been diagnosed with “issueology”- stop reading this here In the beginning God made man, this fella called Adam was given a whole play station, free food, pets, a big swimming pool; I mean he was living in paradise. Eden was practically like Las Vegas, but even with all that, Adam said he was bored. God being the brains of all brains came up with the perfect solution; break Adam’s ribs with the best joke ever; a woman; her name was Eve, and boy did they have fun. I know most of you are now thinking of Cineplex or Club Silk; get real this is BC, Adam and Eve just talked and talked and talked like radio and weazy, sometimes it was lame lines from Adam mbu he was the manager and CEO of Eden, other times real great jazz about stuff. Eve had a dope IQ as 99% of chics do (guys if your think I'm wrong, try pulling the “virgin Mary stunt”) anyway as I was saying, the short time she was at Eden, she had analysed everything; Adam was wasting resources big time