NB: This post will be updated to it's full version after I sort out the disarrayed signature links.
19th January 2026
I eventually recovered though to date, today 19th January 2026 I'm yet to regain my full appetite and my tummy's still crumped-up. I bet it must've been typhoid the witches food-infected me with cause of the symptomatic tale tell signs of wanting-to-vomit & fever.
12th January 2026 at 1840hrs
Carefully feeling how the tummy-diarrheal infection is proceeding to recovery and/or whether it'll necessitate medical intervention cause around 1515hrs I'd to take another Loperamide Hydrochloride tab since the stomach had started from afar to exhibit rambling / whining symptoms consistent with the mentioned below illnesses which in older parts of my blog records I've categorically clarified that all my life I never contracted 'cept here in the witches'-shithole Migori.
As I feel keenly how the illness progresses, it developed a far-fetched slight fever and I felt cold as I bathed though it's contained; and I also felt a far-fetched vomiting even though the witches starved me on three "mandazis" & tea till supper. I got only one Loperamide Hydrochloride tab left incase symptoms persist at night and so will have to restock the antidiarrheal tabs morrow. Something small will go a long way pls. Sos
11thJanuary 2026 at 2300hrs
Yeah, they got me alright the damn witches and as we speak I'm next going to shit after this and take the precautionary two-tabs-at-once of Loperamide Hydrochloride then wait and see for tomorrow. Somebody heeeeelp! These dying-of-jealousy , prehistoric, descendant witches are going to kill me one of these days here in Migori as already record-documented of their sanctions proclaimed by ex-Chief Amara that by either food (rat)-poisoning or a machete-hacking gang! Sos
Earlier-On
I think they got me again, the matriarchal, "Penis-Envy" (rd. Sexology,) dying-of-jealousy, "Turpin"-Mango witches'-nest though this time the diarrhea urge is still far-fetched and asymptomatic & rings neither of cholera, amoeba or typhoid... starting two days back whereby whatever you eat doesn't last a day in the tummy and pushes you to go excrete (very unusual for a somebody-weider who under normal circumstances, and on three-square-meals-a-day, plus snacks-in-btw, can clock btw 7-10+ days without shitting any one bit.)
Thus I shit yesterday-but-one and today around noon yet I already feel the push building-up and I bet I might have to shit again before I go to bed so I'm studying the developments before I decide it'll be cautious to take the antidiarrheal cholera-amoeba-typhoid tabs loperamide hydrochloride and retire to bed or 'twas a wrong diagnosis after all?! The stomach's crumpy and feels like it's being wrenched the way you squeeze to rinse washed clothes. Prehistoric-descendant-zombie-occultism witches' manipulations arresting growth-&-development. Will update you morrow on the turn-of-events. Otherwise, something small will go a long way pls. Sos.
6th January 2026:
Half-living / half-dead: Torturous times ahead as estranged "Turpin"-Mango witches gear up starvations with unsustainable only three-"mandazis" & three small cups of porridge till supper... as if I'd asked to come to their abode. This is intended to make me deplete any meagre coins balance I'd saved after the End-of-Year festivities on food.
I developed staying indoors every other day after going out one day, first to curtail grappling with the accident knee which strains at night the more you walk; and second to squeeze the budget to fit in the month so I can afford to supplement the dying-of-jealousy "Turpin"-Mango witches' zombie-occultism hunger-tortures but it seems this year starting January they're planning to literally kill me with starvation, most probably in cahoots with the sellout economy-cartel-thief-President-and-terrorist-Ruto of-the-Adani-loot-scam, the Safaricom-heist, the Ikolomani goldmines stakes, the wanton abductions-&-murders, not to mention the grisly murders of the thirteen ICC witnesses, the last being lawyer Paul Gicheru to exonerate himself from the criminal culpabilities.
Hence it appears they've joined forces to defraud-embezzle me of my now 13-yrs 7-months 15m+ punitive-and-compensatory damages owed by Ruto's Amaco Insurance Company, for a bargain so that they can divide the spoils btw themselves after successfully pulling their sanctioned murder scheme on mepoorol'self to pay lesser dues. #FreedBritney #TurpinFamily
Something small will go a long way pls. Sos
4th January 2026:
Hello everybody! Happy New Year 2026! Will somebody help mepoorol'self commemorate my almost half-a-century-less-two-years existence on the blue-marble-planet-earth concrete-jungle animal-kingdom as I turn 48 tomorrow January 5th 2026? One for the road will do & if I get a skirt or two for accompaniment it will really climax the anniversary!
Otherwise, thanks for the Nairobi well-wishers who saw me through Christmas & New Year, at least I saw the day, managed to smoke a cigarette or two & afforded a bottle both for the Eve's & D-Day's; though a steak feast is what I couldn't afford and had to survive on some deplorable "mshakiki," and/or fermented milk aka "mala" as the dying-of-jealousy, estranged "Turpin"-Mango witches feasted exclusively with their biological grandkid bastards like they usually do with their biological kids whenever they come visiting 'cept for one though eventually it starts and spirals down towards that at the stewardship of the dying-of-jealous, evil-eyed quickie witch... as if I'd asked to come to their abode.
Hence, something small will go a long way to kickstart the year as I embark and face legal campaign battles with the sellout economy-cartel-thief-President-and-terrorist-Ruto of-the-Adani-loot-scam and now the Safaricom-heist not to mention the developing Ikolomani goldmines stakes... on my delayed, deprived and/or outlawed fundamental-&-constitutional rights due to my now 15m+ compensatory-and-punitive damages owed by Ruto's Amaco Insurance Company for the now 13-yrs 7-months hand-and-knee road traffic accident I'm still grappling-with unable to afford SHA premiums for a reconstructive assessment and/or tendon-realigning ointment like "deepheat" which goes for almost 1500/- upwards for innumerable milligrams of a tube-sachet. Sos.
Earlier-On
Hey! Somebody called me Saturday night around 2100hrs but my phone jammed couldn't connect even as I pressed the answer button repeatedly in vain thinking it could be a dame & a date. Thus before the naysayer influencers renown to press my potential dates hard to not yield jump-sway them into any conclusions, hope they read this and know what happened putting matters into context for which they should call me again anytime 24/7!
Neither could their no.s be saved that's why I couldn't call them back. So unless 'twas something else, hope to hear from the caller again soon.
I love you one, I love you all. Mwah❤️!
3rd January 2026:
Estranged, dying-of-jealousy, dysfunctional "Turpin"-Mango family witches continue hunger-tortures the filthy, self-bleaching, matriarchal quickie-prostitute (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) having taken breakfast with their grandkids Linet's bastards in the outside kitchen while I gotta wait till the gay-pimp dodo comes from wherever it had gone... as if I'd asked to come to their abode. It's a mudslinging, smear campaign as they're targeting my washing day. And the gay dodo could've eaten early as well or nothing stops him from eating out wherever he'd gone. Something small will go a long way pls.
New Year 1st January 2026:
Slept half-hungry on fried potatoes, dry and tea you can imagine on New Year as the dying-of-jealousy, estranged "Turpin"-Mango witches led by the renown-by-in-laws filthy, rude, self-bleaching matriarchal quickie-prostitute witch (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) feasted during the day in the outside kitchen with their visiting grandkids who're their daughter Linet's bastards.
In the morning I'd to go look for beans to eat with ugali since the filthy quickie had probably left with the grandkids for church or her mother's home barely 50/- bob away as compared to the original in-laws patriarchal lands in Nyatike which're btw 500/- upwards...
The kiosk like many others was unfortunately closed and I'd to sacrifice 90/- bob for "mala" aka fermented milk which I took with the ugali since I couldn't touch the gay-pimp dodo's servings of fish for their disgusting re-gurgling mannerism customs... as if I'd asked to come to their abode. Something small will go a long way pls.
Estranged "Turpin"-Mango witches' renown by in-laws for her filthiness, (when talking 'bout family they retort that, "Nyakabed ni pod odwanyore," meaning, "She must still be filthy in her ways / core character!") the quickie-prostitute (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) continues cooking unwashed, soiled dagaa / "omena" you gotta eat as you spit mouthfuls for the gnashing of teeth (thus I slept half-hungry since the day was unsustainable four-slices of bread and three "mandazis" which made my clothes-washing the more labouring even as people celebrate the end of year festivities though you bet she was feasting hideously with her bastard grandkids of Linet as she usually does with their biological kids whenever they come visiting, 'cept for one though eventually it starts and spirals down towards that, at the stewardship of the dying-of-jealous, evil-eyed quickie witch... as if I'd asked to come to their abode. And knowing I stayed hungry during the day the "Penis Envy" witch (rd. Sexology) makes sure she cooks supper late past 2200hrs jus' to prolong the hunger-torture; which her belly-full gay-pimp dodo emulates today Sunday morning ensuring I only get to eat brunch after his belly drains and it feels hungry enough to have the brunch tabled. I realize Christmas is next Wednesday and so ask well-wishers for something small for at least a drink cause I bet I'll perhaps only be able to afford a cigarette or two if at all the pennies I'm tryin' to save last that long. Sos.
17th December 2025:
Hello everybody. It's another end-of-year festivities and I'm as penniless as an empty piggy-bank though I managed to restock the basic hygiene essentials including bathing-and-washing bar soap, toothpaste and got a shave.
You see, I've even rescheduled going to town daily skipping every other day to try and save something to see Christmas & perhaps also afford at least a drink but chances are as matters go I may find megoodol'self indoors by the time Christmas comes around cause of the imposed penniless-pauperism due to the sellout economy-cartel-thief-President-and-terrorist-Ruto of-the-Adani-loot-scam and now the Safaricom-heist not to mention the developing Ikolomani goldmines stakes... hellbent to defraud me of my 13-yrs 7-months knee-hand accident 15m+ punitive-and-compensatory damages owed by his Amaco Insurance Company; and for which I'm not relenting come rain, come sunshine to the bitter end: no justice, no nothing! Period. Now, while we're still at it, the estranged, dysfunctional, "Turpin"-Mango witches family led by the filthy, rude, self-bleaching, quickie-prostitute (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) who's daughters have imprinted on her devious ways, binging-and-smoking by the packs as well as siring bastards haphazardly each with different sowers and/or deserting the unwanted-pregnancy bastards to die in incubators in hospitals... think I should be like it's sat-on gay-pimp dodo and change my straight sexual orientation to theirs of married-but-gay Hausa-Bori GLBTQ-Occultism ... and so have they surrounded me with Lamu / Bondo-Usenge gays (rd: Pollsters-Kisumu leads Kenya in homosexuality) while insulting me with forced customary marriage to their feral, Luo skirted-apes.
Hello everybody. It's another end-of-year festivities and I'm as penniless as an empty piggy-bank though I managed to restock the basic hygiene essentials including bathing-and-washing bar soap, toothpaste and got a shave.
You see, I've even rescheduled going to town daily skipping every other day to try and save something to see Christmas & perhaps also afford at least a drink but chances are as matters go I may find megoodol'self indoors by the time Christmas comes around cause of the imposed penniless-pauperism due to the sellout economy-cartel-thief-President-and-terrorist-Ruto of-the-Adani-loot-scam and now the Safaricom-heist not to mention the developing Ikolomani goldmines stakes... hellbent to defraud me of my 13-yrs 7-months knee-hand accident 15m+ punitive-and-compensatory damages owed by his Amaco Insurance Company; and for which I'm not relenting come rain, come sunshine to the bitter end: no justice, no nothing! Period. Now, while we're still at it, the estranged, dysfunctional, "Turpin"-Mango witches family led by the filthy, rude, self-bleaching, quickie-prostitute (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) who's daughters have imprinted on her devious ways, binging-and-smoking by the packs as well as siring bastards haphazardly each with different sowers and/or deserting the unwanted-pregnancy bastards to die in incubators in hospitals... think I should be like it's sat-on gay-pimp dodo and change my straight sexual orientation to theirs of married-but-gay Hausa-Bori GLBTQ-Occultism ... and so have they surrounded me with Lamu / Bondo-Usenge gays (rd: Pollsters-Kisumu leads Kenya in homosexuality) while insulting me with forced customary marriage to their feral, Luo skirted-apes.
Hence, I take this end-year opportunity to remind them and reiterate that I ain't marrying no Luo girl though cause sex is a basic need they're exploiting to manipulate mepoorol'self, I won't mind one-night-stands with them or quickie sessions during the day in my den, cause it's no comfort zone a gent can harbor a lady.
Otherwise, for the capable, independent ladies who can afford the comforts of a discreet lodging, I'm all yours for the taking anytime 24/7.
Another thing to note is no colluding behind my back with the estranged, dysfunctional, "Turpin"-Mango witches for the insulting derogation; if you do you can as well forget me and and instead go get betrothed by them, or better, sleep with their creepy selves as recorded regarding their incestuous-sexual & homosexual harassments / organized crimes.
Otherwise, for the capable, independent ladies who can afford the comforts of a discreet lodging, I'm all yours for the taking anytime 24/7.
Another thing to note is no colluding behind my back with the estranged, dysfunctional, "Turpin"-Mango witches for the insulting derogation; if you do you can as well forget me and and instead go get betrothed by them, or better, sleep with their creepy selves as recorded regarding their incestuous-sexual & homosexual harassments / organized crimes.
NB:- Now here's where I would like to highlight the behind-the-scenes public manipulations by the dying-of-jealousy, Penis-Envy (rd. Sexology,) quickie-prostitute's matriarchal witches'-nest witch-huntings. I've mentioned how they send their feral apes to follow me around to instigate SOA-&-PADVA crimes regarding homosexual harassments, and the savage puppets or rather hyenas-on-leashes follow me everywhere including in bars whenever I should feel like drowning my arrested-development-existence-misery in frosty waters... Summarily, I came to the realization that it's the quickie-prostitute's (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) matriarchal-feral-ape savages of "Kanyamkago / Oyani-Maasai / Stella" pulling the strings when the coffee-stand pester I'd mentioned in blog post no. 382, a town welder & a look-alike to the quickie's mother and conman-thief brother Charles Ooko... had the scenario changed after 'twas replaced by other far-fetched but unmistakable look-alikes to their matriarchal brood, now at the town square coffee-stand across the road where I'd shifted; this time a duo of taxi drivers who mannerlessly were allover the poor coffee-girl holding shift for her routine sister, wanting to touch her indecently or something, apparently chest-thumping the public in a spiteful show of primitive strength long horns / dicks
Their misfortune came when one of them extended the offensive manners to passer-by ladies probably from work going home chiding their unresponsiveness to it's unwanted greetings by proclaiming loudly how bad he can fcuk them properly, i.e. "...Anyalong'othou sawa sawa, blah, blah, blah..," to the peril of everybody around who were now fed up with them leading to one of the coffee drinkers telling him off and pleading with him to behave for the presence of kids around including the coffee-girl who was his highschool daughter's agemate... to no avail as the alleged nincompoop long dicks continued thumping its chest and even asking, "Be ung'e jo Kanyamkago?" meaning, "Do you know the Kanyamkago people?," like they're the baddest around and nobod can do or tell them nothing! A disillusion that was short-lived when it made a blunder going to seek support for their devious manners from an adjacent border-border rider who'd witnessed their uncouth, spiteful behavior right from the start and like everybody else was jus' as damn fed up.
He showed him off severally to no avail forcing the motorcycle rider to ward him off with two hot slaps in successive slow motion to the relief of everybody upright around who'd felt offended!
The culled long horns eventually slimed away reluctantly after 'twas pushed away severally to no avail, seeing that nobody supported it's primitive strength mannerisms. But the chest-thumping "Be ung'eyo jo Kanyamkago," had been taken into record especially since on my walkout way back, a motorist, probably one of their taxi drivers ally drove on my back whispering, "Nitakugonga," meaning, "I'll ram you;" which goes a long way to say they're tracking me, witch-hunting me but unfortunately that day the tables turned on them!
Then adjacent to the coffee-stand is an unlikeable second-hand clothesware seller who raised my eyebrows when on the day after I'd written blogspot no. 382 regarding the government of Kenya gaslighting & oscillating btw the pseudoscience hired-psychiatrist-assassins psychiatric-system-abuse and licensed fire-armed witchdoctor s shackles-&-chains incarcerations #TurpinFamily style... She times me coming around for the coffee then says, "Leteni Nyororo," in apparemment reference to the shackles-&-chains I'd mentioned meaning gay GLBTQ-Occultist Uhuru, his combination-groupies loo-bat niece Judy Macharia & their JK licensed fire-armed, animist witchdoctor Omar are on the ground and pulling strings as was shortly thereafter proven when another of the bulky taxi drivers kinda tracked me on my way out from the town square coffee-stand and the following day still mark-timed me on my way back to the abode further along the road in the evening besides a red Mercedes Benz getting stuff from the boot with two other guys before whispering for the benefit of my ears that, "Abirogo wiyi no," meaning, "I'll hit that head of yours."
Their misfortune came when one of them extended the offensive manners to passer-by ladies probably from work going home chiding their unresponsiveness to it's unwanted greetings by proclaiming loudly how bad he can fcuk them properly, i.e. "...Anyalong'othou sawa sawa, blah, blah, blah..," to the peril of everybody around who were now fed up with them leading to one of the coffee drinkers telling him off and pleading with him to behave for the presence of kids around including the coffee-girl who was his highschool daughter's agemate... to no avail as the alleged nincompoop long dicks continued thumping its chest and even asking, "Be ung'e jo Kanyamkago?" meaning, "Do you know the Kanyamkago people?," like they're the baddest around and nobod can do or tell them nothing! A disillusion that was short-lived when it made a blunder going to seek support for their devious manners from an adjacent border-border rider who'd witnessed their uncouth, spiteful behavior right from the start and like everybody else was jus' as damn fed up.
He showed him off severally to no avail forcing the motorcycle rider to ward him off with two hot slaps in successive slow motion to the relief of everybody upright around who'd felt offended!
The culled long horns eventually slimed away reluctantly after 'twas pushed away severally to no avail, seeing that nobody supported it's primitive strength mannerisms. But the chest-thumping "Be ung'eyo jo Kanyamkago," had been taken into record especially since on my walkout way back, a motorist, probably one of their taxi drivers ally drove on my back whispering, "Nitakugonga," meaning, "I'll ram you;" which goes a long way to say they're tracking me, witch-hunting me but unfortunately that day the tables turned on them!
Then adjacent to the coffee-stand is an unlikeable second-hand clothesware seller who raised my eyebrows when on the day after I'd written blogspot no. 382 regarding the government of Kenya gaslighting & oscillating btw the pseudoscience hired-psychiatrist-assassins psychiatric-system-abuse and licensed fire-armed witchdoctor s shackles-&-chains incarcerations #TurpinFamily style... She times me coming around for the coffee then says, "Leteni Nyororo," in apparemment reference to the shackles-&-chains I'd mentioned meaning gay GLBTQ-Occultist Uhuru, his combination-groupies loo-bat niece Judy Macharia & their JK licensed fire-armed, animist witchdoctor Omar are on the ground and pulling strings as was shortly thereafter proven when another of the bulky taxi drivers kinda tracked me on my way out from the town square coffee-stand and the following day still mark-timed me on my way back to the abode further along the road in the evening besides a red Mercedes Benz getting stuff from the boot with two other guys before whispering for the benefit of my ears that, "Abirogo wiyi no," meaning, "I'll hit that head of yours."
Here, the red Mercedes Benz simply means he was referring to the Uhurus' JK witchdoctor who drives a Benz. So you jus' need to add the unlikeable "nyororo" woman to this feral-savage ape taxi driver "red Benz" acting in 1+1 to realize Uhuru, his loo-bat & their JK witchdoctor Omar are on the ground swaying the public and pulling strings.
Also, while hopelessly tryin' to save for Christmas, the witches' perennial hunger-tortures make it the more impossible having to deplete the meagre coins again on supplementary foods even as they hideously feast in the outside kitchen with their daughter Linet's visiting bastards, same as they usually do with their biological kids whenever they come visiting 'cept for one though eventually it starts and spirals down towards that at the stewardship of the dying-of-jealous, evil-eyed quickie witch.. as if I'd asked to come to their abode. Something small will go a long way pls. Sos
Earlier-On:
Following yester night's sleeping half-hungry as depicted below, you would expect to wakeup on an empty stomach which I did and so on coming to the main house I asked Linet's bastards whether they'd had breakfast since the filthy, quickie-prostitute witch (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) already had and left early... to which they replied they'd already had and on telling the oldest to go bring the portion reserved for us the gay-pimp dodo & I, he says the jealous dodo had told him not to table nothing till he says so meaning I've to wait till the bellyful, jealous gay feels hungry enough even though I'm starving!
Hence I tell him to go bring the "mandazis" nonetheless I take my share and leave the jealous, evil-eyed, @sshole gay his share... only for the gay-pimp to intercept him and grudging-jealously repeat the same orders to him, i.e. to not table nothing till its full-belly drains and he feels hungry again... while I can continue starving... as if I'd asked to come to their abode!
Remember the estranged "Turpin" -Mango do the same with their biological kids whenever they should come visiting, i.e. feast hideously in the outside kitchen ('cept for one though eventually it starts and spirals down towards that at the stewardship of the dying-of-jealous, evil-eyed quickie witch;) which the married-but-gay dodo has now guarding-jealously taken over! So here I'm still starving and you can bet these will be the events unto Christmas & New Year. Something small will go a long way pls. Sos.
The Night Before:
Tonight I slept half-hungry on paltry greens & unwashed, soiled , dagaa / omena as the rude, filthy (renown to her inlaws) self-bleaching, quickie-prostitute (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) continued on her unpalatable, scavenger-hyena, dump-site, disgusting, dishes. And as we tumble down Christmas, I bet I'm goin' to be indoors cause of the imposed penniless pauperism. Something small will go a long way pls.
Related Links:-
NB: As sellout economy-cartel-OCCPR-thief-President-and-terrorist-Ruto of-the-Adani-loot-scam, the Safaricom-heist, the Ikolomani goldmines stakes, the wanton abductions-murders akin to the ICC-witnesses mysterious death -murders to exonerate himself, with the last being that of lawyer Paul Gicheru... suppress my 8-page statement charges of OB61/23/08/2021 on ...even as he manipulates the delay, denial and outlawing of my fundamental-&-constitutional rights after his Trademark Signature "destruction-of-evidence" on my now 13 yrs 7-months 15m+ knee-hand road traffic accident punitive-&-compensatory damages owed by his Amaco Insurance Company .
Also, while hopelessly tryin' to save for Christmas, the witches' perennial hunger-tortures make it the more impossible having to deplete the meagre coins again on supplementary foods even as they hideously feast in the outside kitchen with their daughter Linet's visiting bastards, same as they usually do with their biological kids whenever they come visiting 'cept for one though eventually it starts and spirals down towards that at the stewardship of the dying-of-jealous, evil-eyed quickie witch.. as if I'd asked to come to their abode. Something small will go a long way pls. Sos
Earlier-On:
Following yester night's sleeping half-hungry as depicted below, you would expect to wakeup on an empty stomach which I did and so on coming to the main house I asked Linet's bastards whether they'd had breakfast since the filthy, quickie-prostitute witch (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) already had and left early... to which they replied they'd already had and on telling the oldest to go bring the portion reserved for us the gay-pimp dodo & I, he says the jealous dodo had told him not to table nothing till he says so meaning I've to wait till the bellyful, jealous gay feels hungry enough even though I'm starving!
Hence I tell him to go bring the "mandazis" nonetheless I take my share and leave the jealous, evil-eyed, @sshole gay his share... only for the gay-pimp to intercept him and grudging-jealously repeat the same orders to him, i.e. to not table nothing till its full-belly drains and he feels hungry again... while I can continue starving... as if I'd asked to come to their abode!
Remember the estranged "Turpin" -Mango do the same with their biological kids whenever they should come visiting, i.e. feast hideously in the outside kitchen ('cept for one though eventually it starts and spirals down towards that at the stewardship of the dying-of-jealous, evil-eyed quickie witch;) which the married-but-gay dodo has now guarding-jealously taken over! So here I'm still starving and you can bet these will be the events unto Christmas & New Year. Something small will go a long way pls. Sos.
The Night Before:
Tonight I slept half-hungry on paltry greens & unwashed, soiled , dagaa / omena as the rude, filthy (renown to her inlaws) self-bleaching, quickie-prostitute (reiteration reminder: substantiated technical self-descriptions of matters as they stand, no offense insinuations) continued on her unpalatable, scavenger-hyena, dump-site, disgusting, dishes. And as we tumble down Christmas, I bet I'm goin' to be indoors cause of the imposed penniless pauperism. Something small will go a long way pls.
Related Links:-
NB: As sellout economy-cartel-OCCPR-thief-President-and-terrorist-Ruto of-the-Adani-loot-scam, the Safaricom-heist, the Ikolomani goldmines stakes, the wanton abductions-murders akin to the ICC-witnesses mysterious death -murders to exonerate himself, with the last being that of lawyer Paul Gicheru... suppress my 8-page statement charges of OB61/23/08/2021 on ...even as he manipulates the delay, denial and outlawing of my fundamental-&-constitutional rights after his Trademark Signature "destruction-of-evidence" on my now 13 yrs 7-months 15m+ knee-hand road traffic accident punitive-&-compensatory damages owed by his Amaco Insurance Company .
( https://erick-mango.blogspot.com/2022/12/final-appeal-submission-subject-to.html ) https://startrextraterrestrials.wordpress.com/2022/10/04/squeezed-final-submission-vol-12-subject-to-extension-acc-secretariat-ombudsman-kisumu-pdf-attachment-back-to-square-a-acc-c-o-oag-gok-sadist-animist-witch-glbtq-occultist-ex-president-uhuru/ )
( https://startrextraterrestrials.wordpress.com/ ) imposing me a pauperism-bachelorhood at 48-yrs compromising my dating-&-marriage, I routinely need bare-basics to meet hygiene-decency standards including washing-&-bathing bar soap, toothpaste, a shave and to restock a wornout wardrobe.
Ain't living or working in narcissistic Luo-Nyanza. SOS. #FreedBritney #turpinfamily ] Photo-evidence exposition:-{ https://startrextraterrestrials.wordpress.com ) or ( https://newshotstream.wordpress.com )
Related Links:-
https://erick-mango.blogspot.com/2022/11/acc-complaint-ccpeaug2236-nairobi.html )or( https://startrextraterrestrials.wordpress.com/2022/11/01/acc-complaint-cc-pe-aug-22-36-nairobi-headquarters-meeting-feedback-travel-logistics-funds-plea-sos-i-squeezed-final-submission-vol-12-subject-to-deadline-extension-to-the-acc-secretariat-om/ )
Circumnavigating evidence to obstruct justice to shield-and-exonerate the corrupt thief and ICC-Indicted executive Ruto's-AMACO INSURANCE from prosecution:
-( https://erick-mango.blogspot.com/2022/11/prosecution-counsel-peninnah-ngondi.html )or( https://startrextraterrestrials.wordpress.com/2022/11/17/prosecution-counsel-peninnah-ngondi-wawira-in-the-odpp-plea-to-avail-by-office-messenger-or-otherwise-the-three-hard-copy-documentary-evidences-to-the-advocates-complaints-commission-secretary-senior/ )
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