No more shukaansi at the local playground.
No more jerking off to diaper commercials.
No more little Fartuun in my luuq.
No more...
I was on my way to sing an old French classic at a wedding at Djibouti focking street, and I was caught by a couple of white guys; and I knew things were bad when they spoke English, I knew they were not French aid workers. They were American.
Right now I'm near the American embassy in Djibouti awaiting prisoner transfer. I was in jail the whole day today. But it wasn't so bad, they serve xalwo and pork rinds at the local prisons here.
Please send bail money, my dahabshiil number is 4891844.
