Online Reporter
WHAT is this that we hear about satanic acts being unleashed in broad daylight right in the Central Business District (CBD) of our beloved and beautiful city?
While we thought we all wake up, bath and leave our homes to work for our families, it is a shame that some of us brave the chilly weather and dash to town to embark on unspeakable deeds.
Let me start with this “bluetooth expert”.
This is a form of “magical rape” where a man is believed to be able to have sex with a woman without physical contact.
There is a man who usually spends much of his time in the vicinity of that other wholesaler, where commuting public gets transport or kombis to that other high density suburb whose name has something to do with yesteryear traditional leadership.
Yes, that wholesaler which closed one of its branches in the industrial area.
His name has something to do with eating.
The charlatan is apparently a former worker at that other State-owned utility, which is into buying and storing grain or cereals for strategic reasons for the republic.
Word reaching Yours Truly is that he “connects” to any device that passes-by, thin, fat, tall or short.
This serves as a stern warning to all women who frequent that place or intends to do any business in the area, lest his device might connect successfully without their knowledge.
Those who know him told Blabber that when you see him tapping his left leg, you know that the game is in full swing, and the bluetooth device would have successfully connected.
So much about this fool who does not know how cuddling feels during this act!
And then there is a strange group of ladies, and a man who are regularly gathering in the CBD for pseudo-religious sessions that border on acts of Satanism.
This group usually congregates near that other supermarket with an international brand.
Their actual meeting place, close to this supermarket, is next to this other bar-turned-butchery.
Yes, that place where we used to find bulls in the form of dogs.
Gentle reader, if you visit this place around that time when most people are closing or locking their office doors to go back home, you will find dreadlocked women congregating for their daily sessions.
During their wicked sessions, attendees would be snuffing, while sipping opaque beer, apparently taking instructions from a male dreadlocked chap, who usually arrives after they are all gathered and leads the proceedings.
With all these devilish acts going on in our midst, in broad daylight, it is sad that our beloved city is fast turning into the biblical version of Sodom and Gomorrah!
