Nga the luseke in Kampala has become too bloody
If it were not for me being emperor, I would be among the men that girls have written off in this town. I really suspect Kampala girls have a secret WhatsApp group where they rate us. Like all of them are in that group and they set things such as price of transport money.
I suspect one of these days, I am going to be dethroned from the seat of the emperor. You know, twice in a row, ‘I have slept off’ when I was meant to meet with my awesome princesses. First was Princess Joy, she said she would call me and we would meet at Pier One in Ntinda. I said I knew how to do it. I used to do it. You steal some early sleep then hit the club around midnight. That time when bars have made some ka money already and the vibe is on.
Nga don’t I sleep off. I woke up to missed calls from Princess Sanyu. I could not believe it. Is this how life treats its revolutionaries? Me who really turned around the nightlife in this town. Like most of the strokes people use today, I invented them. You can ask the crew that went to that infamous Ntinda bar. So I hear mbu, mbu most of the night chaps there shifted to Tapas. Kwegamba migration is real.
So mbu because of the economy, people have taken the pre-gaming thing seriously. The foundation matters. Before you take a girl out, you pre-game with some kikomando at home.
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