So... anyways... one fine saturday evening... "tushtush" and i decide hmmm...lets go party... so we end up somwea in westi, decent saturday.. the last guys i expected to meet... head boy and crew are there... very nice...havent seen yoall in ages, so we have a loose moment of bonding, then i have to go back to our table, so all thru i keep oscilating from our table to kina head boys table, anyway, btw, i danced like hell that day, and i didnt need help, rocked the party like WHOA!
so anywy as always head boy feels the overwhelming urge to say something stoopid...
and the conversation goes somethin like this...
"wewe... u monkey, wot is it with u and big men, so im like...fuck off, ure jelouse coz the only thing thats propbably big is ure head.... so he proceds to tell me, u know.. that dude is just oo kubwa, the dude will tear u, and ull be walking with an elastoplast huko shikiliaring ure things..... ....... i must say at the time, it was hilarious to the point of tearing profusely.... yes it was...........
"
now how is it that u can be puted mpaka u need a freakin elastoplast to hold ure stuff together... think.. the thot,....
hahahahahahha
anyways... we had a fab night... ended well i must say
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