Last week one of my boys called us for a night of beer and nyama choma at his back yard. What a great night it was, but most importantly we learnt a great lesson. Where beer and barbeque are in plenty, the boys are also quite happy. This is what makes the ‘B’ trilogy in boys’ day out: Beer, barbeque and babes!
The occasion was spiced up by some women who came in to “balance out the scales and equations”, as my pal put it. I know your mind has now wandered into the drain, that’s awful. That just goes to prove that you as an individual are already rotten in the head and you are due for factory ‘reset’! Anyway, there was nothing sinister with these women invited. It was pretty much a very much crowd of people who respect each other. So get out of the debauchery lane, okay? Well, as the night progressed and the beer flowed forth freely with its full froth, one of the women opened up about how some women play men like key notes on a piano.