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News has become more complicated and political than ever. I no longer understand it. It’s either party A party blaming party B, and party B throwing the blame back. If not that it’s an accident in some highway that has claimed over 20 lives. if no one died it’s not worth their time.

 

Thanks to the digital migration there like 100 channels you can flip to. On the disadvantaged side there like 95 vernacular channels. Every tribe in Kenya am sure got their own channel I appreciate the culture diversity but the hell.

 

End up settling for history channel I know it’s boring but how do I watch cartoon network while Mrs. is around? I need to show her am a real man and i watch manly stuff.

 

Minutes later she shows up with dinner. I was dead hungry but as a man .........(the things society makes you go though as a man) I play cool assume the food for a sec then dive in slowly( also I have make sure I don't clear the whole plate otherwise she will know i was hungry and she will offer me more food).

 

By now the tattoo has healed and thanks to the Gods it wasn't permanent. I had to go for a doctor’s visits just to have it checked out. You never know this is how cancer begins.

 

The doc said it will fade off within a month or two he also gave me some jelly to apply. So far, she has no clue or she might have seen it and assumed as well. Either way am not saying a damn thing. I have been on long sleeved shirts since then.

 

She is still here just chit chatting you know women and stories funny thing she is kind off enjoying this history channel so I have also to pretend to follow. (can't believe am missing out on season 18 of filmstone on CN).

 

It’s almost 10pm and got a long day tomorrow. Call it a wrap and leave for bed. She on the other hand decides to follow suite.

 

I had already slept as she joined in and insists i hold to sleep (i have never understood why ladies like being cuddled till they asleep). Wrap my arms around her and off to dreamland.

 

"What is it? please let’s do it tomorrow" i beg her.

 

"What is wrong with you? Someone is at the door"

 

"What? who? " I ask (sounds of a broken window)

 

"Sheeeeeeee be silent”, I hope you locked the door?"  (She nodes in agreement.)

 

Am scared as f*** never been in a fight since primary school and this minute my manhood is being put to test. slowly get up put on my pants ain’t  fighting anybody with boxers on. All this time am brushing up on my hostage negotiation skills you know from all the movies i have watched, just in case he wanna talk

 

Please note am still scared to death i can’t see anything still no idea if the intruder is armed or not, he/she has broken in or not.

Step one grab a knife the only weapon close enough. why have i never applied for a gun? these would have been much easy, simple procedure sneak up on him, scream “hands up!” or “drop your weapon!”, if he makes any sudden moves a couple of shots on the head and dial 911. All done and every praise me for saving the day.


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