I
would like to think that I am a hard man – the Jean Claude Van Damme,
the Chuck Norris of the media world for I have seen stuff that would not
only make a Billy goat puke but also give Joseph Kony sleepless nights.
But
just when I thought I had seen it all, a spanner gets thrown into the
works that made me shriek with embarrassment. This is how my hardness
(and not in the actual sense of the word) unravelled.
Embarrassment - Season One
For
arguments sake, let’s call her yellow Merc Jackie M. She was off to San
Francisco to attend a convention and along with OPP we were to give her
a lift to the airport.
But
we had to ‘catch’ before we left for the airport and that we did from
Miki’s Bar on the Munyonyo road. We got so carried away with catching
that when we realized what time it was, it meant there was going to be a
mad dash for the airport.
So
into the Range we clambered sped off to Ebbs. In the panic to get to
the airport on time, one thing that Jackie M did not do was to go to the
toilet before we left.
Somewhere
past Kajjansi, her bladder which was swirling with more than eight
bottles of TML needed to be relieved. And it needed to be relieved
straight away.
OPP
had no choice but pull up to the side and out she shot and ran down the
grassy verge. Now the mechanics of a woman going to the loo are far
different than it is for us men. We men just flop ‘Segwanga’ out and
that is it.
Jackie
M being a squeeze, had to pull up her skirt, squat and hover in her
butt in the air while she did her stuff. I presumed she would have done
all that while facing away from the road. To my horror, when I looked
out of the window, she was facing the car and what I saw was not a
pretty sight!
The
squirt so to speak, looked like a water fountain that was experiencing
some form of mechanical problem for the squirts came out in five second
spurts before dying down. And with that, she yanked up her G-string,
pulled down her skirt and was back in the Range.
Embarrassment – Season Two
Clement K and I were in a small road side joint near Zone 7 having lunch which was served by a rather attractive young girl.
After
she had served us lunch, she sought to chat with us – something that we
were both okay with since we found her attractive. As the conversation
flowed, it was broken by the shrill of a baby crying and with that, she
went into a back room and reappeared with a baby whom she breast fed.
Okay,
okay, wait for it! However, once the baby was done, Young Girl did not
put her breast back. She let it hang out for a good twenty minutes while
she had a conversation with us.
Our
polite coughs to draw her attention to her boob which was hanging out
of her blouse fell on deaf ears. At one point she even looked down at
it, massaged it but didn’t put it back into her blouse.
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