RESPONSE TO FEMALE BLOGGER

Me and my kind
Rarity, not so far from absurdism. That’s how things work best for my kind. But with the darkness, the most desolate thoughts come out. I write for a living, so are my kind. I would love ‘the inkist’ as a moniker but that is a story for another day. On my usual ‘blog here blog there’, I bump on the article. A little profany and hatred, I would say. I did read it, reeking attention. But then, who does not want to be on a cover? Midway through, I take a sip of my favourite brew, a cognac to be precise. As I get a little jovial, some hatred engulfs me. The bitch with a blog, that’s for lack of a better reference. A quick burglary on her Facebook wall shows an anorexic bitch, the kind you would hesitate to pay for on a Friday nite on Luthuli. On looks, she is neither chocolate nor ‘ayella’-yellow for that matter. Her eyes are sleepy, but not lazy. I mean, she exudes a narcoleptic look. If I were her, I will be keeping pussy hair just to give the men something different- she has nothing to offer. I swear if this bitch freely offers to play six, I would turn down position nine.
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Back to my stoner moments, I have fancied better things. I promised to keep it sane but the weed guy laced my sticks today. I read through; she attacked even cars. I felt like taking a piss at that moment. I found myself screaming,’ Yela Habibi’ from the balcony as I held my groin. Bitch please, A Subaru or the Toyota guy has achieved quite a lot given how life is quite a hustle here even with Tullow hitting oil. From her tone, she acts like her pussy is so good that she has to play a goddess! I mean, a walk downtown or to Simmers past 10 in the p.m will give me better, even foreign ‘fundamentals’. Anyway, bitching aside, Njoki the bitch feeds us fodder. That’s too much crap. On a psychoanalytical perspective, I see her in a different way. The bitch is on what I call ‘pussy grunts’. She probably had a thrush and never took a smear to the doc. Eventually, the biota crawls to her brains and eats up the white leaving the grey areas. Given that, it would be unfair to hit out at her; more like Mayweather versus Conjestina. Anyway, as I go back to my sober self, I extend my kindness to all honest and loving Kenyan ladies who hold it down for us through whatever that comes.