African ladies only have standard for African men.
The man doesn't even talk much, his WHITE privilege got him to hit. If na… See moreAfrican ladies only have standard for African men.
The man doesn't even talk much, his WHITE privilege got him to hit. If na African man, you go the talking stage 1 month.
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The man doesn't even talk much, his WHITE privilege got him to hit. If na… See moreAfrican ladies only have standard for African men.
The man doesn't even talk much, his WHITE privilege got him to hit. If na African man, you go the talking stage 1 month.
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That Russian guy really did our women dirty. Daughter of Agrippina was dancing like poverty had personally texted her, “Last warning”. She was… See moreThat Russian guy really did our women dirty. Daughter of Agrippina was dancing like poverty had personally texted her, “Last warning”. She was spinning, twisting & even doing somersaults,, neck on the line, visa in the heart! Msichana wa reggae amebadilisha miondoko, chesaa! The funniest part is that She’s vibing hard, smiling from ear to ear, not even knowing what the song means. Maybe the song was about hunger or monkeys.
But daughter of Agrippina was there dancing like she understands every syllable in Cyrillic. Knowing how Kenyan women are delulu, In her mind, she had already found her God-given rib. Wedding already planned in her head, probably thinking of Honeymoon in Moscow.
She was dancing with determination. The way she was entertaining the mikoras, You’d think there was a visa application form hidden under the dance floor. One more mkurundu backflip and the embassy would stamp it automatically.
She was moving like a possessed cult member at prophet Owuor’s circus. You remember Samson after his eyes were plucked out by the Philistines? They guy was forced to entertain them like an idiot. Now this is the modern version.
Except this time it’s self-sponsored entertainment. No chains, no mijeledis, just vibes & false hope. Modern day colonization is real my pipoos. After disease, fear hunger. Kama kawa sisi walala hoii hatuna maoni, Letu Jicho tu.:eyes: See less
But daughter of Agrippina was there dancing like she understands every syllable in Cyrillic. Knowing how Kenyan women are delulu, In her mind, she had already found her God-given rib. Wedding already planned in her head, probably thinking of Honeymoon in Moscow.
She was dancing with determination. The way she was entertaining the mikoras, You’d think there was a visa application form hidden under the dance floor. One more mkurundu backflip and the embassy would stamp it automatically.
She was moving like a possessed cult member at prophet Owuor’s circus. You remember Samson after his eyes were plucked out by the Philistines? They guy was forced to entertain them like an idiot. Now this is the modern version.
Except this time it’s self-sponsored entertainment. No chains, no mijeledis, just vibes & false hope. Modern day colonization is real my pipoos. After disease, fear hunger. Kama kawa sisi walala hoii hatuna maoni, Letu Jicho tu.:eyes: See less