Crazy, funny and witty too…just don’t take it seriously!

Originally posted on The Deal:

I will not even mince my words here: Mukimo is the worst Kenyan food. It does not matter how many Kikuyu friends I have. It doesn’t matter if they have the presidency. It doesn’t matter if they hold key positions in the government, military and everywhere where the politically inclined tend to pick bones with them. I don’t care the stereotypes about their men and women.

For me, my beef with Kikuyus will always be about their lazy approach to preparing food. Kikuyu are some of the laziest, least creative people when it comes to food matters. Some of their other lazy inventions include tumbukiza: Simply you cut 2 kilograms of beef steak, deep it in salted water and let it boil, boil,boil, booooooooil. At some point bring a 2 kilogram cabbage or 20 leaves of uncut spinach and throw in. Serve while hot…

This is a joke. Not…

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What Type of Arsenal Fan Are You?

Posted: September 10, 2014 in Football

Past BPL match between Arsenal and Everton.

Past BPL match between Arsenal and Everton.

When it comes to Arsenal fans, they do love their acronyms. With the international break meaning that there is very little of substance going on in the Arsenal world to discuss, I decided to have a look at the most popular ones.

In all, Arsenal fans can be divided in to four main groups. So what type of Arsenal fan are you?

1) AAA (Anti-Arsenal Arsenal)

These fans refuse to see the club as being capable of doing anything right. They may have wanted a striker, but they didn’t want the striker they wanted. They are the ones who booed Aaron Ramsey, who are gearing up to boo Yaya Sanogo, and who seem to gain more pleasure when things go wrong for Arsenal than they do when the club picks up a piece of silverware.

2) WOB (Wenger Out Brigade)

This lot have been somewhat quiet since Arsene Wenger guided the team to the FA Cup last season, but they are far from disarmed, awaiting the chance to call for his head once again. They blame him for everything that goes wrong, no matter how realistic that is. They don’t seem to hate the club as much as the AAA, merely the manager.

3) AKB (Arsene Knows Best)

He might, and while I don’t feel that he does know best all of the time, I’m pretty sure he knows better than most of us. AKB’s, however, won’t allow any sort of criticism of the club, manager or players, whether it is warranted or not. Many of them also believe that you shouldn’t enjoy some friendly ‘banter’[cringe] with opposition fans, concentrating only on supporting the manager and club 100 per cent regardless of anything else.

4) DCABA (Don’t Care About Acronyms)

If this is your group, then, chances are that you are one of the silent majority who gets ignored and forgotten about when it comes to fights amongst Arsenal fans. You are the ‘normal’ fan, the one who knows there are things to both love and hate about the club you support and that while it might not be all good, it’s certainly not all bad either.

Despite how it seems, most fans are not squarely in one of the first three camps but see the club as more than just something that can be discussed in black and white terms. They don’t tend to deliver sensational soundbites, however, so are mostly allowed to just get on with their lives while the other groups fight with each other and make headlines in the media.

PS: Shared from Metro.


Ouch..that’s gotta hurt!

Originally posted on humourstories:

Life was good. Frankly speaking, I was satisfied with the lonely single lifestyle coupled with the occasional going to the club to hit on girls….. I was free….

Until I met her…. Okay I had met her a year before but she was dating someone else at the time. We had a casual friendship characteristic of the occasional “Hi….. Goodnight” texts and nothing more.

Until I met her again. She had this glow that said ‘I take care of myself and I’m happy’. She had this gravitational pull and evoked some urge in me to call her later that night with the “I was just saying hi” excuse.

Ofcourse I had to investigate her status by asking “Lemme hang up before your boyfriend gets jealous of your friends”, to which she responded “What boyfriend?”.

Check mate!

Later that week I called her up and asked for her company over a…

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A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’
The professor then produced two beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.


‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things-your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions, and if everything else was lost
and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.
The sand is everything else-the small stuff.’
‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.
Take care of the golf balls first-the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked. The  beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers with a friend.

Shared from Sunny Skyz.


Posted: July 27, 2014 in Uncategorized

A month or two seems to be passing by with no post or any reblog right here. Could it be possible that this blog is on it’s deathbed now that am almost clocking the fourth year?
Let’s hope not. I guess I gotta keep the commitment as high as possible.
Cheers for following and reading.