Tag Archives: Mr.Hyena

This is the year about Hyena, no questions about it. The whopper just seems to be growing bigger and longer. Even Yasmine who has been feeding on it for the longest time is complaining. Luck befell me last week as I was able to screw Martha who had denied me her honey pot for years. Of course you don’t know …

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Today let me share with you a story which happened in 2003. If you are a regular reader of this column, you must be remembering the time I used to trade in produce like simsim, sunflower, groundnuts and maize. I would buy them from Pader and sell them in Kampala. I hope you recall the story where I shafted a …

Around 2010, when I was travelling to Juba, the dollar capital of Arica which had become a destination for many Ugandan adults trying to make ends meet, I went to Arua Park where I was to spend the night as I waited for the bus in which I was supposed to travel. This was before war spoilt everything good there. …

“When it comes to business trips (safaris), you are the most active creature on this planet,” my friend Juma who doubles as a Fuso driver, one time commented. He commented like that not because am a super sales man but because I am active in all fields ranging from monetary business, barter trade to women. Luck moves with me, there …

Today let me share with you what happened in mid-2000s. On the hot Friday, as I was leaving my cosmetics shop in Kabalagala for Juma Prayers at Old Kampala mosque, a ‘Cindy’ look alike passed me. The moment I saw this babe, I felt something sharp spear through my heart and later through my shafting system. I somehow forgot that …

Early this year, I was nabbed in Bushenyi for selling fake stuff to one Jennifer, a lady trader, but was released on police bond as investigations continued. In charge of the investigations was a black beauty who, for fear of her losing her job, I will call Janat. At one point during the investigations, Janat travelled all the way from …

You know very well that I have a beautiful daughter thanks to the taxi driver’s wife I humped 12 years ago when I lived in Kibuye. If you know that, then you know it that she married another man with whom she had two boys adding them to my beautiful daughter plus the boy she had with the taxi driver. …

Ever since I shafted a horny, dangerous babe that came from the US from her granny’s grave, nightmares have been haunting me down. While deep asleep, a weird voice asks me “Why did you bonk my graveyard?” surprisingly, this happens when I am with Yasmine but she has not yet found out why I behave like I am haunted by …

Whoever coined the saying that one man’s meat is another man’s poison must have been a really clever guy. Way back when I was still in school, the head teacher enrolled some Sebei babes from Eastern Uganda to compete in the district Marathon on behalf of the school. Anyway, back then, elongating twin towers was a must in our school, …