Why we wouldn't like a maize shortage
Living in Kenya is like living hell without fire, and if you manage to survive you can survive anywhere. Its like we are blessed with leaders who only think about themselves. For instance how can the price of maize flour skyrocket when farmers are giving positive reports of bumper harvests. They have reduced luhyas living in the city into behaving like stone age apes
I find the queues in poshomills growing longer with each passing day
They claim that sifted mauze has no ‘power'.They also claim that eating Ugali cooked with sifted maize flour is like eating Indomie which is equated to having your stomach mopped. One told me that flour is like rice and should be recommended for babies and not for legends like them with digestive systems with the similitude of crocodiles and alligators. In the former Western Province Ugali is like a drug you will get one saying that he hasn't eaten anything if he has taken rice and must be compensated by a small mountain on a plate. They can take it three times in a day you understand what I mean. They say tea will only leave you with sweaty armpits and a full bladder non-beneficial.
There was a time our so called leaders created an artificial maize shortage and imported maize from Mexico thus threatening the extinction of the Ugali-eating nation. They left us in wonder how maize was short in supply a question which has never been answered. This saw the decline in customer inflow to poshomills.People started developing behaviour that they weren't born with .Legends found themselves a new way of identifying where this White Bread was being cooked by sniffing.They would invite themselves causing those cooking it a tactical problem of distributing the treasured Ugali. People turned into thieves of Ugali that is if you left your meal unwatched it would go missing and meet up with stew somewhere else. All I can say is continue living . Its fun
I find the queues in poshomills growing longer with each passing day
They claim that sifted mauze has no ‘power'.They also claim that eating Ugali cooked with sifted maize flour is like eating Indomie which is equated to having your stomach mopped. One told me that flour is like rice and should be recommended for babies and not for legends like them with digestive systems with the similitude of crocodiles and alligators. In the former Western Province Ugali is like a drug you will get one saying that he hasn't eaten anything if he has taken rice and must be compensated by a small mountain on a plate. They can take it three times in a day you understand what I mean. They say tea will only leave you with sweaty armpits and a full bladder non-beneficial.
There was a time our so called leaders created an artificial maize shortage and imported maize from Mexico thus threatening the extinction of the Ugali-eating nation. They left us in wonder how maize was short in supply a question which has never been answered. This saw the decline in customer inflow to poshomills.People started developing behaviour that they weren't born with .Legends found themselves a new way of identifying where this White Bread was being cooked by sniffing.They would invite themselves causing those cooking it a tactical problem of distributing the treasured Ugali. People turned into thieves of Ugali that is if you left your meal unwatched it would go missing and meet up with stew somewhere else. All I can say is continue living . Its fun
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