Maisha Nairofi can sometimes be very tricky. Suppose you live in a one bedroom house with your wife and kids. Two years old twins. You share the same bed since you think they are too young to sleep alone.
You get home at 2am, smelling pilsner and the unending sportman’s emission. You tiptoe to bed since you dont want to wake anyone but your wife is still on.
She has been waiting for you since 8pm. Its one of those days when she is on heat. She demands her conjugal rights claiming its long since you removed her rust…(Dj Afro’s voice)
You complain about the kids,that you will disrupt the serenity of their sleep,promising to service her the next day. She says if you don’t climb her, tommorow she’s going to look for someone to climb her for you.
You give in to the threat and decide to give her one. You are giving your last pouring thrusts,when you accidentally kick one of the kids off the bed. The girl. Her mother quickly picks her up and tucks her back to bed. Lying to her that she’s been dreaming. After a few minutes,you assume that they have drifted back to sleep and decide to resume your business. As the bed starts to creak again you hear the kipii wisper to the sister… “Jishikilie usianguke wameanza tena”.
That’s when you know you failed in life Terribly.