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Blabbermouth
FAR from the keyholes of your bedrooms, Blabber has opted to dwell on this clown that happens to be wealthy, but hardly enjoys the riches.
Far from the sexual shenanigans of this uncultured cosmetologist and hard core dealer husband — with whom Blabber still has unfinished business — Yours Truly has chosen to focus on this transport mogul who stops at nothing in pursuit of money.
Indeed far from the funeral parlour manager and his generous wife, with whom Blabber also still has unfinished business — Yours Truly has turned lenses on this bus operator who used to secure company premises.
I mean the one whose hands are bloodied from that atrocious carnage.
Yes, that accident which shook the nation to the core.
This boy must have gone beyond the Ribcon. He has passed the tipping point, a point of no return, in his wicked ways of sourcing money.
Even if Yours Truly was to be convinced that he sells human heads, Blabber will only ask where and not how.
It seems he can do anything for money.
No wonder why the Holy Book aptly claims that ‘the love of money as the root of all evil’.
He is not as smart as he pretends and wants us all to believe.
We have heard a lot about nasty incidences at his home. Blabber needs acres of space to narrate bizarre events unfolding at his place from handicapped kids to sleepless nights and his weird early morning naked walks in the hood.
It appears the drama never stops.
For the benefit of those not in the know, the good-for-nothing boy owns a shop at this other business centre whose name, when loosely translated, means ‘sugar, sugar’.
Apart from the fleet of coaches that we all know and dread, he also runs a retail shop in the diamond mining area to cover-up for the illicit diamond deals he has been involved in since his days a mahobho.
Word reaching Yours Truly is that on Saturday, shoppers were shocked to see two huge snakes coming out of a retail shop counter in that area where illegal extraction of precious gems is rampant.
Fortunate enough the two big serpents were instantly killed by people while his second concubine, the one who resides at that shop, watched helplessly.
Apparently the incident occurred while our boy had gone to town for routine shop stock replenishment.
Blabber is also aware of how relations have deteriorated between this thick-skinned boy and his brothers.
The recent incident in which he disowned a young blood brother owing to some missing diamond pieces is one confrontation that Blabber would need more time and space for.
Gentle reader, it has been an eventful year and now that the festive season is upon us, Yours Truly wishes you a Happy Christmas.
Remember to take good care of your loved ones during this festive season and always remember that there is life after all the festivities of this exciting period.
You and I know what I mean.
I am out!
