The ManicaPost
GENTLE reader, so many illicit affairs have been going on in this city and Yours Truly fully understands human susceptibility to temptation, hence the deliberate see-no-evil-write-no-evil stunt that Blabber takes at times.
It is not that Blabber is not aware of that other businessman’s affair with this other yellow bone or even that other affair between this bloke of violent disposition with our tried tested Jezebel sister. No, Blabber is aware, but the truth be told Yours Truly is also of flesh and blood.
Even so, Yours Truly finds himself obliged to keep peeping on the keyholes of your bedrooms and start blabbering whenever the red line of our moral fabric has been crossed.
This is why Yours Truly cannot spare these two morons — the heartless and the mindless bed hoppers.
The heartless one
Word reaching Yours Truly is that there is an upcoming businessman who is in the entertainment and hospitality industry who has perfected the art of using and dumping my beloved sisters in the city.
Many know him owing to the spacious watering hole that he is renting in that other high-density suburb whose name has water connotations.
While Yours Truly respected this bloke and all along wished him well in his budding business empire, disturbing news is that he dated and impregnated a certain MO1 (mother of one) in the city.
He never took care of the minor even when the woman was on her deathbed. As Blabber puts pen to paper, the minor is under the custody of a charitable organisation.
Granted, Blabber understands that the mother have had her own sexual shenanigans that led to her death. She was bedridden all along and kissed this cruel mother earth goodbye last week.
Because of her sexual waywardness on matters of the heart, she dated a married man and went into combat against the married man’s wife.
But, what wrong has this four-months-old baby done to deserve life at a charity home when its own father is having more than enough on the table?
Come one gentleman, do we really have a human heart? My boys back in the ghetto would be quick to remind you ‘zvinhu zvekudaro azvidi kudaro!’
The mindless one
My mother used to tell me that don’t wrestle with a pig because you both get dirty, but the pig enjoys it!
This is the feeling that normally engulfs Yours Truly each time this boy is at it again, but suddenly I get the urge to go on writing because Blabber is not wrestling with him, but subtly letting others learn from his loftiness.
I mean the one whose only claim to fame, apart from his insatiable appetite for sex, is the meat retail business. We are talking about the one who had been dating that part time commercial sex worker masquerading as a mobile network dealer employee.
Word reaching Yours Truly is that our dear pot bellied businessman finally went out of his cocoon and officially declared his affection for his long time concubine by paying the dowry as per our custom. Congrats, ndoo simbi dzinonhongesa tete!
Yes, some might think Yours Truly erred in painting a bad picture of a union that would honourably culminate into marriage, but one can exonerate Blabber when they are informed that this is wife number four apart from a good number of known concubines, for a businessman whose employees are grappling to get salaries.
If this not a case of misplaced priorities, then nothing is!
I rest my case.
