" Glemo we must hurry up,school of med is an hour ride. Spin faster." Snapped Simon.
He was so anxious to host a medical student. Why? Ledu,that Education Affairs Secretary and close associate would be on stitches and surprised on a scale balance. Ledu, a common factor in girls' circles would be missing a point,a crazy note and knot... Where the hell did this sonafabitch get her?
Tammes, the
African mzungu was fixing the room in no rush. An expert in interior
design, colognes,roll ons and deodorants were making the scent never
known in this universe. With the borrowed duvets,carpet and table
cloth,the cube could make UK grant the idiot a job in the State House.
Ego was his major but such a triumphant effort,Simon had to shut the
critical tongue slash.
Friends and loyalty. Johanna was on the mix,fixing memory cards and CDs,how only the micro comrades could tell if only Tammes had not elongated their slumber. The woofer was scratchy courtesy of the cockroaches,no wonder they were doomed in Rwanda!Johanna had to fix it. ASAP.
Simon was about to be at ease. Every moves was almost cool,only the kitchen was hot. Then Tostee the Mr. Kitchen Master,he who cooks everything,pilau,chicken,orders,lies,rumours, stories... " Your coils just blew,two of them,one with pilau, the other one did much better,spilled your meat and...."
He was having fun,matter of factly,his words were clear-fix the situation senile bro lest you first impression gets juicier.
"Your extension is sick buddy,no music,no mixes,we're fixed." Johanna's message was simple. " You live next door,three rooms,find an extension-two,we need a back up plan,three minutes is an excess." Simon had to spit,time wasting jeopardised his chances.
"Pick that buzzing sorry device,vibrations and cancer are pals,die alone." Sam,the naughty year two brat was at his friendliest tone,he had the whole clock to watch Simon murky party.
" Hello Abote, your piece on dangling strings* was sick and sic. Nude truth bro.."
What's the difference? Really..
"Go to hell! Tracy and I are coming down there. She is into you buddy, I have gloves,just in case you guys decide to.... two minutes and we're in. I should not have called,It was a surprise visit,impromptu rather. Be set idiot.." Off he went. Abote,The Proof Reader of The Union had his way with laughter, girls,pranks and now this,fixed Simon. That girl Tracy was a crash but now...
"Please buddy,I just bumped unto it,I can't spill juice on the white table cloth willingly." Tostee the mess was at his messy biz.
Friends and loyalty. Johanna was on the mix,fixing memory cards and CDs,how only the micro comrades could tell if only Tammes had not elongated their slumber. The woofer was scratchy courtesy of the cockroaches,no wonder they were doomed in Rwanda!Johanna had to fix it. ASAP.
Simon was about to be at ease. Every moves was almost cool,only the kitchen was hot. Then Tostee the Mr. Kitchen Master,he who cooks everything,pilau,chicken,orders,lies,rumours, stories... " Your coils just blew,two of them,one with pilau, the other one did much better,spilled your meat and...."
He was having fun,matter of factly,his words were clear-fix the situation senile bro lest you first impression gets juicier.
"Your extension is sick buddy,no music,no mixes,we're fixed." Johanna's message was simple. " You live next door,three rooms,find an extension-two,we need a back up plan,three minutes is an excess." Simon had to spit,time wasting jeopardised his chances.
"Pick that buzzing sorry device,vibrations and cancer are pals,die alone." Sam,the naughty year two brat was at his friendliest tone,he had the whole clock to watch Simon murky party.
" Hello Abote, your piece on dangling strings* was sick and sic. Nude truth bro.."
What's the difference? Really..
"Go to hell! Tracy and I are coming down there. She is into you buddy, I have gloves,just in case you guys decide to.... two minutes and we're in. I should not have called,It was a surprise visit,impromptu rather. Be set idiot.." Off he went. Abote,The Proof Reader of The Union had his way with laughter, girls,pranks and now this,fixed Simon. That girl Tracy was a crash but now...
"Please buddy,I just bumped unto it,I can't spill juice on the white table cloth willingly." Tostee the mess was at his messy biz.
"Fold that cream bed sheet into a super quartet,clean your shit on this
sheet. Now." Simon was trying cooling his temper,If only he could sack
the thumb like Plato the film guy!
"Sweety were are in a mad jam,a truck has blocked the road and our MU84 is number 25 from the leading car.Traffic try to fix it. I'm so hungry,cook faster." That was a relief. If only Virginia could overstay in that jam,he would be done fixing Abote,Crash,Tostee,Johana and ooh! Like idiot-Raju- all is well ,was the only comforter.
"No more single boys in my circles, Jacky here is the good boy I promised." Ledu the fixer was hooking Simon! At his place as he stared at the busy dungeon turned hotel,club before getting the stare of-get your jerky Jacky out we have VG,the medic coming.
Abote the laughing pro,chairman of selfies and humour was right,right in place,fixing the catch,the crash to Simon. Fixed. Two girls around,for him,messed table cloth,blown coils,dilapidated extension and VG was off jam,near Kesses in 20 minutes. Fixed.
Think quick lest they kill you quick. You're fixed.
"Guys." He share the mind,told the truth,asked for help. And. Just. Worked. Out.
All oddities in check,the buzz was never loud but efficient. Abote and Johanna fixed the music system .The two,Tracy the crash and jerky Jacky helped Glemo and Tostee make the kitchenware and food orderly.
Ledu and Simon left for VG as Abote rehearsed the brand news jokes.
#Nomys_Madness
"Sweety were are in a mad jam,a truck has blocked the road and our MU84 is number 25 from the leading car.Traffic try to fix it. I'm so hungry,cook faster." That was a relief. If only Virginia could overstay in that jam,he would be done fixing Abote,Crash,Tostee,Johana and ooh! Like idiot-Raju- all is well ,was the only comforter.
"No more single boys in my circles, Jacky here is the good boy I promised." Ledu the fixer was hooking Simon! At his place as he stared at the busy dungeon turned hotel,club before getting the stare of-get your jerky Jacky out we have VG,the medic coming.
Abote the laughing pro,chairman of selfies and humour was right,right in place,fixing the catch,the crash to Simon. Fixed. Two girls around,for him,messed table cloth,blown coils,dilapidated extension and VG was off jam,near Kesses in 20 minutes. Fixed.
Think quick lest they kill you quick. You're fixed.
"Guys." He share the mind,told the truth,asked for help. And. Just. Worked. Out.
All oddities in check,the buzz was never loud but efficient. Abote and Johanna fixed the music system .The two,Tracy the crash and jerky Jacky helped Glemo and Tostee make the kitchenware and food orderly.
Ledu and Simon left for VG as Abote rehearsed the brand news jokes.
#Nomys_Madness
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