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It was a stormy night in smart street, London. I was in a rush, having forgotten my umbrella but thankfully had my rain coat on, I hurried myself into the closest shelter- which happen to be a fish and chip café. As I entered the premise, I right away noticed how empty it was- except on the corner square of the room sat a very small woman with very large reading glasses. The woman had conspicuous bantu features, yet surprisingly had an uncanny resemblance to the late Siyaad bare. She had his clueless, always on guard facial pose or countenance, ,large rotten lips, glaring front teeth with muscle, and was busy with her phone, no doubt trying to find a number. I approached her calmly and sat beside her. Immediately, she took notice of me, gave me a suspicious look, checked me out -up and down, and went back to her phone. "Hi my name is Basra" I extended my hand to her--when suddenly --upon hearing my name-- her face lit up as if registering or recognizing me. She stood up--- expecting a hug, I posed elegantly and readied my posture for an elegant brief hug. BANG ! BANG! She suddenly slapped me--silly---hard enuf to cause faint approachness. " You know who I am?:" The little small, siyaad bare female version woman asked. " I am gedo gurl-- u tormented me for years in somalinet--- I just had to give it to u. Nacal--hayaatic! BOOM BOOOM! She further stepped on me while I was on the ground in a fetal position, screaming ---HEEEELLPPP!!!

And of course calooley loved it... desperate sado masochist. Akhas

[quote="gedo_gurl"]And of course calooley loved it... desperate sado masochist. Akhas [/quote]

Tani maxey qooqdey

gedo



do u remember your qansagabeyle days>>>????

write about hyper.

I see Basra graduated from the men.Variety is the spice of life.

elite@loool


Why write about hyper as opposed to gedo gurl??

Yes like your Afdheere days

Strangely enough, gedo gurl began to assist me to my feet. It was such a bizarre episode of an event. Thank God, her foot and hands were so small, not to cause any damage. She surspringly apologized and sat me to a chair. She was very personable. She looked genuine in her apology, and naturally being good natured I accepted it. But my main motive to be generous in forgiving was to get an opportunity to speak to this interesting veteran somalinet character. She has been a member of the site since its infancy. She began by cross dressing with the name 'ninxoon'. Then she went to careless male name like qansagabeyle---who was charming and a street drug dealer. Later as she grew up- she embraced her tomboyishness, and blossom into something that resemble a female in pants. Putting on a dress was a dream that can be attainable but not in the near feasible future. As I sat up, maintaining any feminine traits of elegance, I began my mission.

"Thanks for being so kind gedo gurl-- I am sorry If I tormented u for a long time. It wasn't my intention, I assure u" I spoke with half truth tone.

We entered into mundane discussion, philosophical debates and by the end of 14 minutes, I concluded the creature was an intelligent soul, even in real life; though she had plenty of idiosyncratic traits, yes, she was quite delightful. I did notice her starring at my boobs more than once but I attributed that to jealousy, for she had a flat chest-- but not to that lesbianic air that she exudes on the web. The little woman was feisty, and spoke eloquently in long soliloquys, as if an undying activist for the Somali cause. She was passionate in her thoughts and causes, yet clueless to her own hygiene and general keep up. (not particularly worthy of the word shiirtooy, but not far if it keeps up) Her attire was disheveled, her hair, conveniently tucked away from the view of exterior critical eye, wrapped with an old ragged hijab.


"are you married abaay" I asked--- point blankly.


"I beg your pardon? Why is my marital status crucial to you? " She retorted back.


"Why is it not? Its a harmless question. It is a universal natural question.


"I beg to differ. The world is full of starvation, muslim dying, and all misery known to Somali and fellow beloved muslims all the world, and here u r interested whether I play with a gu.s?? This is outrageous."

Gedo gurl snarled back---her eyes more ferocious and animated.


Meanwhile--it took me at least, 14 minutes to recover from the image of playing with a gu.s"

write about hyper.

lol you hasid.

Basra Xusul Buruur....I have to say that you are a talented writer and for the first time ever you have managed to write a story with no spelling mistakes. I salute you and that picture resembles me much.

I do not, however, ever remember being tormented by you. That is a fantasy of yours.

gedo@Looooooooooooooooooooooooool


I thank u for you honesty. U r indeed, a delightful little creature.

Only you can inspire me to write a story about gay geeljire...indeed you are an inspiration, even if its to write smut