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Tipsy explosion

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There's nothing like family! You meet,you crack jokes you laugh.You smile, chat endlessly, easily!

Thinking of the good old days, the lady that disappointed you and they knew how close you were...

When brothers meet there's are no boundaries,drinks flow continuously, not to mention from where!

You talk about a brother to be corrected, those that must now get married, the lazy ones and the cagey ones...

Brothers can be slam dunk, whoever doesn't participate in family affairs to up their game...

Those who are a nuisance in the village to be rehabilitated,the sod to be admonished...

You reminisce, albeit nostalgically, the day your "demax" came and you were nowhere to be seen...

There's nothing like family! You talk of the long journey dating way back when you walked barefoot to school...

Thinking of that day Achupa left you by the fence when you'd gone for "ong'ora"...

When brothers meet, those endowed fiscally but aloof are not spared either, we tell them off!Style up they must...

You talk like there's no tomorrow, sleep late but wake up extremely early, tired but happy...

Brothers can be a necessary pain, they will point you in the face and tell you that you are not good, change asap...

Those that do drugs and alcohol are given the option to either choose one or go to the rehab...

You think of the day you were young,naked and would pee innocently on each other on the mat or "par"...

There's nothing like family! You make plans of how to help the one with a degree in economics with no job...

Thinking of how the genius "Omoro" must be prevailed upon to marry a girl toto and not books books books....

When brothers meet anything goes, you are not worried about fare back,they can literally carry you back...

You talk about who doesn't have a "lion" back at home and why, he must be made to build one. Must!

Brothers can be crazy, others become restless and noisy, we know it's the excitement, so we take it normal...

Those that have refused to upgrade their studies are verbally warned! "Dog isom bwana" you are told...

You think of how you used to "beat flour" when you were growing up and how you "bulod ondelo" those days...

Blood is in deed thicker than water!


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