#Timbitii: When I used to have musungu friends
I have told you that around 2010 I was headed for greatness, aye? I was bordering on influential, controversial and philosophical. And now I...
#Timbitii: When Shitting required a little more pressing creativity
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To understand this post, I will require you to do 3 things before you start reading:
1. Pick a piece of writing paper that you...
Wanted Man: Running like a fugitive
Long ago. Njo, my right hand wing man, has set me up with Múthoni, alias Mútho, alias Kifagio (I don't call her that) and...
Wanted man; fugitive at 12
The year is still long ago. I am on the run from Hezzeh, the boy who can beat all boys on the Eastern Slopes...
The people of Kigumo vs Hezzeh: The ultimate battle
Previously on #Timbitii…Literally, Hezzeh will never know what hit him. This is because as soon as the knockout blow hit him, whoever delivered it...
How I almost became Steve-Mbogo-rich.
Prologue: There is a fellow by the name Steve Mbogo who has been headlining discussion on the lines for a while. An only son...
Opening day fracas at Box 1
I was in town yesterday and the day before, and I must say I am perturbed by the uneventful nature of back-to-school. That, or...
The cow ate my Christmas
In the year of our Lord 2003, December to be precise, there was a very big wedding. You must know it, if not, google.
Now,...
My Ksh. 700 NYS Saga
The day before yesterday, a certain exposé on TV said of how some lady shared the now famed Ksh. 791 m NYS loot. It...
The last supper at Box 1 with Aduda and family
As we wound up our final year at Box 1, the school, as is the tradition, invited our families to came and wish us...