Muad, Sxb you don't have to worry about me as i am no threat to you or to anybody else in here because like i said i am a one woman man and all praise be to allah i got my Malaika right here with me. Peace, Love & Unity.

Wiilo, That was very informative article you posted, i am glad i don't chew that rubbish . Peace, Love & Unity.

Taipei - A Taiwan astrologer has predicted that 2005 will be a year of bloodshed for the United States, but peace between Taiwan and China. "Terrorism will reach its peak in 2005 so the US will suffer more deadly terrorist attacks than the September 11 attack," Professor Yu Hsueh-hung, 54, said this week. "Osama Bin Laden did not launch the attacks before the US presidential election because he was waiting for the election result. If John Kerry won, bin Laden would've adopted a different tactics. But since Bush has won re-election, he will launch the attacks," Yu said. Bin Laden is likely to launch the attacks on the US after the Chinese New Year holidays - a week-long festival starting on February 9 next year. He said the attacks have been delayed because Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat has just died and it is not suitable to mount the attacks now. "Unlike the 9/11 attacks which hit only several targets in the US, this time there will be many attacks, mainly in the US but also in Europe," he said. Yu based his prediction on the 1 500-year-old Tui Bei Tu (Push Back Chart) which predicts China and the world's future and is China's equivalent to French prophet Nostradamus's Centuries. According to Tui Bei Tu, the chi - or energy - of the world completes a cycle every 60 years. Sixty years ago, the year 1945 saw the end of World War II but also the fiercest of fighting between Japan and the Allied Forces. Terrorist attacks The terrorist attacks will cause panic in the US and hurt its economy, but the information technology (IT) industry in California will boom because Americans, scared by the terrorist attacks, will stay home - reading, studying and making purchases online. While many companies will go bankrupt because of the terrorist attacks, war-related industries - iron and steel, gold, oil and the futures market - will benefit from them. The terrorist attacks will lead to the re-arrangement of US overseas-based troops and a re-distribution of global sphere of influence - both political and military. The terrorism-caused war will last until the third quarter, possibly August. After 2005, there will be several years' peace in the world because the terrorists need a rest. In the war between the US and the terrorists, there will be no winner. While the US will be seized by terror in 2005, Asia will be an oasis and Asian countries will enjoy peace and stability. "China will not be involved in the war, but will continue its robust economic growth. Taiwan-China ties will improve and Taiwan may even lift the ban on postal, transport and trade links with China," Yu said. Peace, Love & Unity.

What makes you think I want you to be that man" asks Xaliimo. "Well, your heart just gave a signal to mine saying how my words are tickling all your soft spots" replies Faarax. "You are crazy, you know that?" She says with a smile. "but did you ask yourself why and what made me crazy though? He asks cheekily. "some one hit you on the head with a hammer? She asks. "no, some one just stole my heart" he replies. "so tell me some thing about yourself that no one knows" she asks trying to change the subject. "well, I sleep without any clothes on, I am the most talented singer in the world but unfortunately no one discovered me yet as I only do it in the showers" he says. "waryaa, I didn't ask you whether you sleep with your clothes on or not" says Xaliimo with a naughty smile. "Well, you asked me to tell you something about me that no one knows, didn't you?" he replies. "don't you ever get serious Faarax?" she asks. "I am too young to be serious besides I heard the people who spend most of their time being serious are heart attack prone, is it true Miss Doc?"asks Faarax. "you are a Joker, you know that?" she says. "I guess that makes you the Queen then huh" he says. "you should consider to be a stand up comedian" she says with a giggle. "I would if you promise to stand next to me as I can't stand all by myself" he says. "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk"she laughs. "I am glad to see that you are enjoying my company Ms Xaliimo, I want you to know that I am enjoying your company just as much" says Faarax. "you are crazy and very funny" says Xaliimo. "well, if I am funny then how come my best friend's granny doesn't laugh at every joke that I tell her?" asks Faarax. "maybe she didn't understand as she is too old to laugh with your crazy jokes" says Xaliimo. "no no, it is not like that" he replies. "how do you know that Faarax?" asks Xaliimo. "because the poor old Lady is mute" he says. "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, you are rude, you know that?" says Xaliimo trying hard not to laugh. "I can also be the sweetest guy in the whole world, go out with me on a date and I will prove it to you" says Faarax. "What makes you think that I want to go out with a crazy guy like you" asks Xaliimo. "well, you know this crazy guy will keep you entertained as you wont get bored and he will make you laugh,flattered and even occasionally suuro" says Faarax. "where would you want to take me to?" asks Xaliimo. "well, I was thinking to the mental hospital, because you keep on calling me "crazy" so that you could compare and see who is the real crazy between me and those patients" replies Faarax. "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, man stop it before you hurt me" says xaliimo. "ok, then go out with me then and see if I am worthy enough to be your favourite guy in the whole world because something just whispered into my ear and said that you are the one that I can see myself getting married to and growing old with and have a ten thousand kids with her" says Faarax. "ten thousand kids? Waryaa do you think I am a broken factory?" asks Xaliimo. "no disrespect intended but I think you can be my factory that produces the medicine that keeps me alive" says Faarax. "and what medicine is that" asks Xaliimo with a smile. "drowning in a sea of liquid dreams,consumed in your velvet fire,made breathless by your soft & smooth caress,intoxicated with a desire, the past, the present and the future, can't and will never tear us apart,for the most beauty I shall ever know is the beauty of your loving,kind and caring heart" says Faarax. "that was so sweet of you, thanks" replies Xaliimo. "no need to thank me as I am just trying to make a long lasting impression on you so that you would give me a chance to prove that I am the right guy for you" replies Faarax. "well,you don't have to worry about making a first impression any longer as you did more than that" says Xaliimo with a smile. "well, it's great to know that but still I can't take the foot off the gas or should I say it wont hurt if i keep on trying to impress you" replies Faarax. "well, that is for me to decide and for you to find out,now take me home Crazy Boy as it's getting late" says Xaliimo. and with that they both get up and say their good byes and walk toward the exit door. To Be Continued........ Peace, Love & Unity.

Ok let me see if I can leave my mark on this quite interesting and challenging poem of yours! I'm tryin to fill this hole in my heart i wanT to fit in & its tearin me apart i can't cope wit these ppl,they are different from me i'm like a fish out of the water & i cant breathe i'm stuck on dry land,miles away from the sea. i feel excluded & lost,tired & lonely,deserted. left out,like someone just disowned me. no one to talk to,no where to go, i got feelings inside me that i can't show there are ppl around me,all over,they surround me it feels like i've been hiding & now they found me the pain,the anger,frustration i keep inside they are everything that are put into my mind all of my thoughts & feelings of hope my wants and my dreams that i just cant let go. so how can i possibly love myself when life itself doesn't love me? :confused: . Peace, Love & Unity.

We're all at the mercy of fate, some live to generate hate, some live to help those who can't help themselves, some are born rich with good health, my greatest fear is having a message and none to hear, I know what's best for me, my greatest fear is not being in control of my own destiny, the way my life's going I seem to be going nowhere, I'd rather live a full life without care, than carry this burden and watch others envy and hate, my greatest fear is fate itself. . You Know Exactly What I mean Ms Word..... Peace, Love & Unity.

My Malaika is smart, special and sophisticated not the kind of Malaika any guy could play with like water on the sea our love is clearly eternal non-reversal, my shining light, certainly not fiction the envy of many,Honey is highly respected not arrogant, nor shy, carries a million perspectives with a passion for art and all the finest writers also interested in sport,you know she's quite the nicest ahead of my league but she knows that I'm different because I can challenge her views with my crazy and killer lines astrology in her veins when she talks of science Honey is never weak for words of wisdom one historical hour with her and for a week I'm blown away always ecstatic when she sees me I think she's quite unique makes me listen intently when I'm too tired to speak soothing sounds of her speech while I dream fully sleep about her wonderful ways and her beautiful actions dreams of growing old together in a musical mansion classical dancing, performs this with elegance soft lips to kiss which never speak of lies extremely intelligent and can make a million bucks without her parents inheritance either a doctor or a lawyer,a simple masters degree but one choice I know she's already made and that's to be my DREAM WIFE so she's forever going to be part of my LIFE. I Love You Sweetness. Peace, Love & Unity.

Intelligently spoken, a sophisticated Honey never slutty in her style but occasionally naughty never speaking with a vocab so desirable to the other guys even more so is her speech,so sweet and admirable especially advisable when she laying out her thoughts It was more than just her beauty for the reason I was caught In her web she pulls me closer, like a puppet with strings smartly controlling how my mind would like to think Easy to conversate with,no chance to contemplate sins an "Exotic Malaika" is what my description of her is a physical specimen, a body fit for biology using simple psychology she enters into my mind with the most pleasant of thoughts often teaching me lessons that could never be taught and when we share key moments, like an intellectual bond her beauty is evident, like reflecting a song or a poetic inspiration, with magical hands.. ..defeat the cooks from any nations spiritually sound when she's opening her mind hoping that she'll find what she's always been searching for philosophically wording every verb that she speaks and from the curves that I see, Honey watches what she eats maintains a perfect frame because I'm not spotting no oblique also hot between the sheets, but that's a rare occasion because she holds great respect like the rarest Somali Queen. Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by Legend of Zu: BoB...Sxb....we will see when i take the field...reer kismaayo ha kaa saarto...I am a pro kulahaa.....trobo booto...then again...marqaanka tubaakada wax kasta uu ku tusaa... From Bacaadka buuladii waaberi to Godkii Madiino to the outfields of Down Under...sxb..duug iyo falaadba dabeecad ay noo tahay...laakiin markaan imaado London baan is arki doonaa... [/QB] Tubaako aa? . waraa reer waaberi maa iimaleesaa aniga koofiyo xume . Ok, alameentada imaaw adigaa wacdaro indhahaaga ku arki doonee. Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by Muad: sxb, ma shukaansi kudirir baad keentay? [/QB] Sxb, qof kale aa igu qaldeesaa because aniga waxaan ahay "A HAPPILY MARRIED MAN" besdies cyber romance isn't my cup of tea . Peace, Love & Unity.

He was known as "The Serial Killer" because of his predatory instincts in the box and his ability to score goals from any angle, then came the 2002 world cup where he performed majestically and made all of us (Africans) proud, he was voted into the all star team of the world cup and we thought he would go on to emulate the great George Weah by becoming the only second African player to ever win the World Player of The Year award. He joined Liverpool with whopping 10 million pounds from Lens of France and that is when the nightmare began for one of the greatest players that ever came from this beautiful continent known as AFRICA, with millions of kids looking up to him as their idol and hero and anxiously waiting to see their hero dribble past his opponents and score the sort of goals that we used to see him score for the Taranga Lions when he led them to world cup from a group that contained such heavy weights like Egypt, Morocco and Algeria. We heard rumors that our hero was ill disciplined party animal who loved the bottle that contained the most lethal poison, I am talking about the legal poison called Alcohol and slowly his performance and self confidence went out of the window and then came Gerard Houlier's cold comments when he was sacked and said his biggest mistake was paying 10 million pounds for the services of the most unprofessional player that he has ever worked with and that is no mean feet coming from a manager of Houlier's statue. I saw a picture of him leaving a nightclub with a cute blonde in his arms and the time read (03:25 am) and what bothered me most was Liverpool had a game on the next evening against Birmingham City. I read an article in one of the countless sports magazines we have here in Africa where the columnist referring to him as (The Drunken Master) named after one of Jackie Chan's karate flicks and from that day on that journalist never called him his real name and last night I watched the same journalist calling him (The Spitting Cobra). In case if you are wondering who the heck I am talking about, ladies gentlemen I am talking about none other than the twice African Footballer of the Year, El Hadji Diouf. From Serial Killer To Spitting Cobra. . Peace, Love & Unity.

diamond princess, These questions were test for the sisters in here even though most of them decided to boycott the topic but at least you tried to answer them to the best of your ability and I appreciate that ( that doesn't necessarily mean you answered all of them correctly). you said======>If I said anything that offended you, the post will self-destruct in thirty seconds<==== i am too old to be offended by what some one who's millions of miles away from me said...besides i learned a long time ago that if you want to last in the net you "MUST" have a sense of humour. Peace, Love & Unity.

*Clap *Clap *Clap *Clap for the one and only Ms Word Ladies & Gentlemen.*... Definitely Worth Reading. Peace, Love & Unity.

juba Sorry Sister, but the world we are living in now is far from a "Pretty" as there are all kinds of nasty things happening with all kinds of nasty people roaming around and I was only reminding you that (in a nice way) . glad to know that there were some that you liked. Peace, Love & Unity. Xu, i am glad to hear that you laughed but watch out though, don't fall off your chair and then sue me for damages :confused: because like some one i know once said "You Can't Xu(sue) Me Coz I Aint Got Nothing". Peace, Love & Unity. raula a.k.a Rift Valley Bomb Mambo vipi,Bwona watu wa TZ wanapenda bangi sana? kuna mzee moja hapa imagine ni imani ya maskiti na bado ana vuta Bangi..Salaaaaaaaaaaala Muhammad. Peace, Love & Unity.<====KANU Style. .

Hey Wilo, how are you doing? i am glad to know that you came back from your Asian holiday just before the Tsunami hit. . Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by Action Jackson: Nice story man... did you compose that though?? btw.. is there any relation between Little Baagio and Roberto Baagio ?? are you related to Mr Carl Weathers by any chance? Because i always used to believe that guy had a Jaluo Blood in him as he looks like a guy named Onyango from Kisumu. I always wanted to ask you whether Outcast were referring to you when they sang "I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real, Never meant to make your daughter cry, i apologise a trillion times" . Peace, Love & Unity.

This is the Somali version of Bonnie & Clyde, so sit back, relax and enjoy the ride. She was a pretty young thing, sweet, kind and above all very humble and innocent, he was completely the opposite of her but still he was good enough for her to fall in love with him, she was 20 and he was 22, she came from a stable background with her loved ones around her, while his are scattered all over the place and somehow he found himself in a foreign land far from home. It was a Friday evening, just after 6pm when Faarax came from a football game and it was unusually a good day for him as he seemed to be in a good mood, maybe it was because he went to pray Juma' prayer at the mosque today or maybe there was something else that he wasn't too keen to share with us but the truth of the matter is he was going to his cousin sister's party just few streets from where he lived and he was looking forward to meeting a special girl that his cousin sister has been telling him about all this time. He quickly jumped into the showers, as he knew time wasn't on his side and he needed to get there as soon as possible, he quickly got dressed with his new gear that he bought exclusively for this party as he knew he had to dress to impress other wise he wont stand a chance when it comes to the classy princess that his cousin sister promised to introduce him to. He was few minutes late when he got there but still he was early enough for his cousin sister not to notice it so he was pleased with himself as he looked quite an eye catching especially with his new hair cut and the cologne that he borrowed from his uncle which cost quite a fortune. "My Name is Xaliimo" said some one with the sweetest voice he's ever had the pleasure to listen to. He turned quickly not knowing who this person with the Angelic voice was and as soon as he laid his eyes on her he knew it was the girl that his cousin sister has been telling him about for all these time. "Yeah, I know, I mean, nice to meet you Xaliimo, my name is Faarax" he said already sweating and nervous like a kid going to school for the first time. "I don't know whether my eyes are playing tricks on me again or she is the most beautiful girl I've ever laid my eyes on," he said to himself. "So, Xaliimo, my cousin tells me that you go to the same college she does, what are you majoring?" asks Faarax. "Yes, I am, medicine" she replies proudly, "What about you?" She asks. "I am taking a break from college right now but I think I made a mistake when I didn't choose you to be my major as I would love to study you from head to toe and find out what makes you tick" says Faarax who is getting bold by the minute. "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk" she giggles, feeling bit shy but still blushing. "No, seriously, you look a whole lot younger than your actual age, are you sure you are not a 15,16 or even 17 because you look that much younger" she tells him. "Well, don't blame me, blame it on my Mom as she is the one who told me that I was born 22 summers ago" he replies. "Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk" she laughs. "So, Xaliimo, tell me something about yourself that will be sweet music to my ears?" he asks. "Well, I don't want to sound desperate but I would love to be madly in love with some one" she replies feeling bit embarrassed. "Well, I would love to be that man and I am more than capable of being just that but only if you would allow me and give me a fair shot at your heart" he says. To Be Continued...... if you would like to buy the complete book, check out at... Raheem Book Stote 56 Hope Road Mayfair. P.S I dedicate this to Abdirahim a.k.a Little Baggio, the son i never had who will be 2 years old on friday Insha Allah, may you live to see many many more years to come Insha Allah. Peace, Love & Unity.

A- is for arrested, which is what happened to New Zealand drug dealer, who sent an SMS, not realizing that the client had just been arrested for burglary and was sitting in a police station, the police replied, set up a meeting and the unlucky pusher got "BUSTED". B- is for bacon-and-egg Ice cream, served by a three Michelin star restaurant in Bray-England. C- is for Crenshaw from Indianapolis who was arrested driving with seven passengers inside her car and her three children aged six to eight in the boot,Oooh and she was drunk as well. D- is for Drunk, which is what a man from Georgia certainly was when police woke him up one morning to ask what a headless body was doing in his pick up track parked outside his house. Apparently he drove home after drinking all night with his buddy, the guy (his buddy) then leant out of the track window and was decapitated by a telephone pole support wire when the driver mounted the pavement. E- is for escort, the one ordered by a Chinese man who got the shock of his life when who should arrive but his own wife! She claimed she couldn't get by on the housekeeping money that he gave her. F- Is for Flying Phil, runner Phil Robinowitz,100, who this year smashed the world 100 m record for men over 100 years of age by a full 6 seconds, his time:30.86 seconds. G- Is for Gell, Allan Gell,who was very nearly executed in 1995 for murdering a track driver, he was acquitted this year on the basis that the prosecution withheld evidence and the trifling detail that he was probably nowhere near the scene of the murder at the time. H- Is for Hassan, a Somali track driver who fell sleep while driving a fully loaded track and found himself 18 feet down the river, fortunately for him the track was loaded with plastic toys so no damages there plus he was rescued with his track. I- Is for India and all the brilliant crackpots who enlivened this year’s election, like the man who campaigned with a dead mouse in his mouth, the man who urged voters not to vote for him (he wanted to get into the record books) and the man who painted 56 pictures of his favourite politician-using his own blood. J- is for judo coach from South Korea who got so wound up during Athens Olympics that he punched a member of his own team, he was sent home. K- is for Michael Knowles, who got himself arrested because his friend was driving without a seat belt. Police then noticed that he had a bullet wound in his leg and that the car was riddled with bullets. The two were charged with a bank robbery. L- is for lottery, which a Turkish man pretended he had won to impress his friends, four men overheard the story, lured him to an empty house, sprayed insecticide in his face and strangled him when they couldn't find the ticket. M- is for Moshi in Tanzania where an unnamed 23-year-old grade 7 pupil was arrested for selling Ganja at school, his mother was also held. N- is for Nunes, the unluckiest burglar of the decade as he left Massachusetts video shop he had just burgled, he cut himself on a shard of glass from the pane he had smashed on his way in. he bled to death. O- is for Oaklands Athletics Baseball team, whose fans went a bit too far badgering visitors and traditional rivals, the Texas rangers. Rangers pitcher Frank Francisco picked up a chair and threw it into the crowd, breaking a woman’s nose. P- is for p@nis, apparently deranged Cambodian man cut off his own little partner and waved at ghosts who he believed were pestering him for food. Q- is for Queensland in Kangaroo land where voting is compulsory, asked to explain why she hadn't voted in a state election this year, a woman wrote to officials, saying she was in New South Wales at the time, indulging in a group s@x with 30 men, so she couldn't get to the polling booth on time. R- is for Revell, Ashley Ravell who sold all his possessions and put every last penny 800 pounds on one spin of a Las Vegas roulette wheel. He bet on red coming up. HE WON. S- is for Seville-Spain, which gave us the husband who accused his wife of domestic abuse because she refused to sleep with him for five consecutive days. A judge shelved the case. T- is for toilet, the portable kind, which Belarus man was sitting on when a group of robbers hitched it onto a tractor. The poor man broke his collarbone when he fell out while the tractor was travelling at 40km/h. U- is for Urso Branco, a Brazilian jail where prisoners went on the rampage, barricading themselves off from warders, after a five-day standoff, 14 bodies were found, several of them cut off into pieces. Two years ago 26 inmates were killed at the same prison and a headless corpse was thrown over the wall. V- is for Vancouver, home to a pig farmer who was charged with murdering 15 hookers. Police suspected that he might have fed some of his victims to his pigs. W- is for wedding, especially the one involving a "30-something" Chinese man who hired a hooker to pretend to be his bride so that he could make some money from his wedding gifts. All was going well, the "Groom" was earning a 700% return on his investment, when suspicious guests forced him to admit his deception. X- is for X-ray machines deployed at Heathrow Airport which, it was discovered allowed operators to view naked images of passengers. ( I bet, you didn't know this before) Y- is for Yates, John Yates, a nutty who was sentenced in October to 6 months for keeping a 200kg tiger in his flat, prosecutors claim that he also had a lion, crocodile-like creature called "Caiman" and was looking to buy a bear at the time he was arrested. Z- is for Zacatecas-Mexico, home to the politician who failed to make his party's list of candidates in a local election-so had himself nailed to the cross for an hours. Peace, Love & Unity.

Don't blame me blame it on the "Dopeler Effect" because I just found out that the bloody doctors of the bloody Third Reich gave me a bloody over dose so forgive me Miss Keys. Yeah, you are right it's great to be in love what you forgot to mention is that it's even greater when the one you are in love with loves you back which reminds me the mother of my child, I wish she loved me back instead of calling the bloody cops on me everytime I tried to make my feelings known to her or asked her my share of the welfare money. Peace, Love & Unity.

Lead me into a dreamless sleep push me down into the cold wrap me up into a blanket of stars let my life story unfold tonight is not the perfect night where the stars are bright and near it is that cloudy thought that fills my young heart with fear I'll scream into the air while the wind whispers at my back I'll fall onto the ground somewhere nothing has to be exact have my battered thoughts wander into places far from the place i call home lay my attention upon a white sheet I'll take it to my bed rush me into my broken dreams carry my sweaty body home I am not the one you've been looking for and I have been looking to be alone. Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by BARWAAQO: And you can stick your tickets too! Eejit.. :mad: I don't mind sticking them but would you bring the glue since I sniffed all my glue and where should we stick them, if you don't mind me asking Ms Barwaaqo! :rolleyes: I don't insult Ladies at all, not because I am a gentleman (I have never been one) but I am scared to be scratched all over the face "Miaaw Miaaw Miaaw" not to mention their vampire like bite "Oooouuuccccchhhh" Now go on and get the glue Miss Barwaaqo. Peace, Love & Unity.

This girl in my heart she doesn't exist. time moves forward,leaving shadows I don't want to let go. It's all I have left. my love still stands, she still has a special place in my heart I hold on to it and can look back, she hasn't left me completely. buried in my heart,a pit stop for our love where she can meet me. visiting her there from time to time, dancing with shadows very sweet memories It's not real life I know, but to me she still exists. when I am going through in my memory box the pit stop where she lives groans and cries. misled by time,this bond we used to have will surely die. every memory remains in me, connected. I feel the pull. connected,but confused i think, maybe I still love her to the full. I want more than this, reliving our lives together echoing in eternity, time standing still where we had our first kiss. Peace, Love & Unity.

Snow falls with white, but tears fall during a parent's fight, kids get toys and much more love, but others get a gift that is no more cheaper then a glove. i sit here and i think but then I remember the painful tears of the innocent child that I see his face every time I close my eyes the child that fate abandoned and destiny disowned the child who's the slave of Allah and I ask myself & the world how come we have to be so sly but I think and I think and I ask myself again that it will be only time, when a needy kid will be singing his first time. Peace, Love & Unity.

Ngonge, Sxb you should focus on how to prevent the ball from going in instead of wasting your time watching and enjoying to see them going in because if you didn't know they made you the Goalie of Somaliaonline Football Team and a lot is expected from you so what are you going to do Mate? Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by Legend of Zu: I wish You could have been the opposing defender..I would have embarrased you like Ronaldinho Vs salgado. Something tells me that you have never played a proper football match in your entire life but since I am the coach I will give you a fair shot whether you can grab the opportunity with both hands is entirely up to you but I promise you the minute you miss-control a ball or give away possession easily I will substitute you immediately, you hear me? Now go on and change and let's see what you got! P.S it's strange (Cajaaib) when guys from North, East and Central Somalia or wherever tell a guy from Kismayo that they can play football better than he but i tell you what guys,don't ask me to help you out though when the going gets tough because I am a Super Star and a Pro and I don't play with Amateurs. . Peace, Love & Unity.