It was drama in our ka neighborhood today. There's this family. Mother and son. Both drunks. They drink at the same joint, be happy together, but also fight a lot. Most dysfunctional mother and son I've ever witnessed.

Today they get into a fight. Middle of the road. Screaming on top of their voices, barefeet, just making noise for the neighborhood. Apparently because of some little beer money dispute. That's not a shock to us. We're used to them. But today during their screaming match, the woman raises her kitengi, is wearing no knickers,

Admin nsaba buyambi .... it's now a year n 5months since i started dating this guy 😔 thgs hv been going on smoothly and all but everything changed when i checked his phone..😢😭 admin i saw sex videos of him fucking the ka chick he jazzed me was his "ex".... enaku enuma nyo admin bse he seems to enjoy fucking the other girl coz since we started fucking he has never recorded us ... we don't have any videos together n for the pictures we have only a handful😢😭.... i feel like i have wasted all my time believing i was dating someone yet he has

Parents, your children need a social life. All this social anxiety, and trending introvertism and depression is because most of the people in this younger generation were just starved of social exposure from ever since they were kids. Locked up in gates. Growing up in apartments and the four walls in their beedroom are the only friends they've ever had. That's why some people arrange playdates with another family for their kids. Or take their children to childrens' parks. Once saw this couple whose child met another young child and they

Uganda is the country with the second youngest population in the world. 55% of Ugandans are now 20yrs and below. 72% aged 35 and below. And most of them unemployed.

If you wonder why Muhoozi has become a thing, that's why. That's why Kyagulanyi became a thing. Right now if you want to successfully run this country, you've got to do one of two things:

You've either got to appeal and find common ground with the youth. Or you've got to oppress and suppress them.

The older generation's time is up. They do not seem to understand

There's a lady pastor who keeps coming around our shop and antagonizes our customers who are usually there purchasing things. But today she found the wrong couple.

She came and asked them, "Can I talk to you about Jesus?" Guy didn't answer. Lady kept on buying stuff. Then this preacher, feeling ignored, told the lady, "But do you think Jesus would be happy with what you are wearing?"

She was wearing a short dress. Not indecently short. But you know how conservative and wiseacre these pastors can be. Especially against fellow ladies.

Admin you may post this or you may not because this goes to you specifically. I remember running my advertisent with you for cupcakes right after lockdown. Business was good but cakes were so labour intensive I quit baking and started making bread. I always went to shops, supermarkets for my bread. But I realized from other people that would buy bread that we all had the same concerns. Is it fresh? Does it taste good? Who prefers buns? Who prefers slices? Who prefers scented bread? What colour. And I knew I was a good baker. So one

Here to remind you all that hard work stopped paying a long time ago. That toughing it out became non- viable ages ago. I've never confessed on here. Actually joined two days ago. And lots of advice has been given by medical professionals on here and to that advice some people have been skeptical and bashed it. To the confession of pain-killers for menstrual pain, people said "but I don't want to get addicted, what do they do to your liver..". And then seen one for learning disorders like ADHD and still somebody said "Do not take the meds unless in

My xenophobic story in South Africa was I remember we were living on this lane in KwaZulu-Natal. My girlfriend and I. We had been living there just a few months. Then one day I come back home and she's not there. I looked everywhere, contacted provincial police, but nothing. It was 4 days when I was cornered on the street and a gang of guys with pangas led me to a house close by. When I got there. They told me why I was there. About how we're taking their jobs. About how they didn't defeat apartheid only to be denied of opportunities from

No more Easters with family for me. Easter Monday morning I wake up high as a kite from doing drugs in my room because I hate my family. I try to watch porn but for some reason my headsets aren't working. But I can hear moaning in the living room. I remember that I was the one playing music on Bluetooth the night before. I run to check whether anybody heard it in the living room but as I get closer, it sounds different. I get there and my sister is having sex with her boyfriend. Our parents had to go to church that morning. Maybe that's why he came

So I go to this guy's place. I've known him for like two months, we've been talking online. I go to his place coz he's actually a nice guy and I want to give him some. All this time he was saying he has a pet, he loves animals etc. I never asked much.

When I got to his place he shows me a covered bucket with scratching sounds in there. And he says, these are my pets. Cockroaches. Am freaked out bt he tells me, "Relax. Am a scientist and they are just specimens." Am like okay. We share a meal together & then it gets to the sex part. We make out, caress,

My girlfriend danced sexually with another guy at a party she was at yesterday, and I don't know how to feel about it.

She had her arms on his shoulder dancing together. (Someone was recording them) And he decided to lift her up and then proceeded to dry hump her while carrying her and she had her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms wrapped his neck. Then the guy proceeded to dry hump her like as if they were fucking to a song, and had his hand groping her ass and you can see her visibly enjoying/laughing (she was drunk).

Funny story this. Am a senior teacher of very popular secondary school. And recently, we got notice that one of the parents that are a big part of our Parents Teachers Association passed away. I didn't know them well but they'd had about 4 different generations of kids passing through our school so a few teachers had to attend either the wake or the burial. I decided o would go to the wake in the evening, comfort my students and the family, pass on the school's condolences. So I was given a location. But they weren't precise. Took me a while to find.