^Forget others I saw 6 Somalis men/women working in a bar long long time ago. They were shocked when I was brought but the blood gushing from my headcut broke the embarrasment. I say people do alot of jobs that are unislamic but only after they've sinned do they realise that goodness is absent. Mostly they repent. Sinner may end up knowing God more than the easily turned saint. The fool is quick to judge and feels good to be thought of being good. Most of those who judge are likely 'good' because they see themselves as a counterpoint to the person whom society has deemed 'bad'. The sinner gives more happiness to many than the so-called good could ever do. Because of him/her they feel happy. Sucks, innit?

What did you expect? That this is a toy war? Consequences my friends, consequences.

^Shut up woman.

^Yeah! You don't get that often, you know? (I don't mean by you as you) Figure of speech. Anyway, NG she was an old relic, sxb. No way going past her. P, I can't believe an old hag ayaa kaa guuleysatay. Funny. Val, You know what Somalis say? Habar fadhida lagdin la fududaa! Habar, figuratively speaking. Laakiin if it was you I was facing, you'll be blushing after a short heated exchange. ahem How is there by the way? Paragon, she stopped being pretty & little and moved to a more respectable part of town. LoL. Sheh, I refuse to believe that. The girl I knew could never stop being pretty, on the contrary it grows. That's what the oldies saw in her in the first place. Respectable part of the town is another way of saying the whingy side of the town. It's all cubes. Some near some far. Some small some big, and they come with their respective consequences. Buuxo lool. I think you and I should become the oldy bursting crew. You'll be so good at it.

Smart ***!

Send them to me. Your white-coated army of zombies. I'll give them a run for their money. BTW Sheh, I just remembered a story of a pretty little girl who once used to be an oldy magnet. OK, people am I being militant these days? I thought I've overcome such things a long time ago. Been cool and calm for such a long time. I need them happy bills. Or I'll bite off people's mouth.

^What do you need TV for when you are travelling with quarelling Somalis? It's better than SOAP operas. *Buuf lighting cigarette* 'wuuuuf' 'war inaar sigaar inaga bakhtii dee!' 'Dee sigaarku qaraj baa inooga baxay' 'Dee walaal naqaskiibuu nagu dhejinayaa!' 'Dan iyo yeelkaa baan ku idhi' another travller (man) joins 'Waar kaaga yari, dee waa rune bakhtii' Smoker 'waaryaarahe, waar dee raggu kala gar daranaa?! Yaah!? Waar dee ma afkaygaad ila leedihiin?' [heckler from behind] 'haa oo waanu kaa fudheynaynaaa afkuba' Smoker 'Kaw! waar muxuu yidhi? iyaah? bal ku celi! Walaahi GACAN beey tageysaa baan ku idhi' 'Bakh bakh! Oo miyaad naga muruq weyn tahay hadaba?' All the while MsD&D is shivering in the background with packet of hula hoobs in her hand, slouched into a corner' Perfect Scene. Cut cut!

Originally posted by Indhoos: jestada oobada wantayn jestada nabahaah abiiwaah kasambilayoo tinaa minaa baby Or somathing like that was it not...wow I love this song though Loooooooooooooooool. Kix kix kix. Walaahi I must thank you so much for memories brought back. You and Dhubad. It really reminded me of my cousins. Yaayoow. Gob bless him. Dhiice & others, RIP.

Originally posted by juxa: Ms DD, waa inaan ufariistaa oo jilibka ulaabaa. insha allah i will write the lyrics for you time permitting unless oday paragon iga hormaro. waves@Blessed, hello abaayo macaan, i miss you too. You're a darling. As always Juxa. Beryahani dhegahaan ka yara cuslaadey walaaleey. Dukeygi baa igu batay ayaan filayaha.

^Gee, thanks bro. Anyway igu salaan your colleages, especially your manager. Tell them the name's Paragon, The Paragon!

Walaahi waabad gabyeeysaa maanta! Aniga car wa kaase adeer ha iigu yeeraan. Igu wacadale waan wada looteeynayaa wuxuba.

juxa, arin jirtooy ayaad noqotay baa la yiri maxaa ka jira? Yeah, old days, eh? Berigaan ilkaha sare lahayn. Fiiri laakiin eedonimo yaan lagaa maqlin. Yaanan ayeeyo lagu oranine.

^Lol@waalida waxa u badan Juxaay, adigu darbi ka tuur leed igu wadaa nooh. Furdaamis.com

^Loool. All in my head? Oh Juxa Juxa Juxa! My dear you know me too well! But it happened. Honest. It's so nice to see you here, Juxa. You've been missed. Bus loads. MsD&D, woman you are a closet sadist. EDIT Tores loool. Sxb usheeg. They don't know I am a hit with the oldies. At least the oldies have an eye for a catch. Axem. Shakina adigu your world is as pretty nice as sunflower field. But you think everyone's is like that? Mine is just too interesting.

^And what's wrong with talking to plants? And cats.

^Look I asked for a snog. She bargained a kiss. Couldn't say no. It was on 376 actually. Somalis call non-double buses Bus-ka habraha iyo caanooleeyda. North, it's all dandy mate. Just oldy troubles thinking am as wrinkly. I think it's the beard.

^That's the whole point. Koonfayuusid.com weeye

Horta Shakina waa tuma? In la ii dhuunto ayaan ka baqayaaye bal hala ii ogaado. Shakina now being posivite these days is hard. It takes a great deal of sophistication. The old negativism is now as dead as Behaviorism. Canjeex thanks akhi

Far from it. It happened saaka.

Aim: post stup!d encounter Morning. Standing. Waiting in queue. Like every Brit. Bus hisses lower to ground. Reptiles crawl in. All are women. Old and slithery. My turn now. Step in? No! She pushed me clear. Out of queue. Brewing. Molten with rage. 'Hey hey! YOU pushed?' say I 'YOU hey! Now stay! Good doggy!' says old hug. 'The fck! Me hey! Me stay? Good doggy?' Bite lips. Unsheath eye balls. Instensify expression. Now concentrate. The evil look! But nothing. Shydh! Damn it! It must be the hunger. OK. Goes on board. Bus full. Available space? Next to old hug. Righto. Stands upright. Emergency break. Old hug slips. Closer. Private space invassion. But 'Shoo shoo shoo doggy!' says her 'Now don't do that old witch!' protests I 'Me old witch? Huh?' 'Sorry. No. Apologies' 'That's good. Good doggy!' 'Ma'am, me? A man. No doggy! Appointment specsavers missed? Visit, OK?' Evil witch laugh. Belittling look. Up and down. Eye contact. Hand moves. Grabs beard. 'Mhmihmhmihmhm! You good doggy, aren't you! Mhmimhimhi' says witch Alarm. Panic! 'F**K off! Touch again. Me level you' say I, loud. 'Huh!' passenger gasp. Dogs, kids howl. 'He used 4 letter word!' comes back witch 'Yes, yes, yes, yes, and YES!' 'Rude you doggy! Where you from?' 'Rat's a!se' 'OMG! You say what?' 'Ratanui witch' 'Why chicken out?' 'No. Where you from? Hell?' 'Heaven?' 'NO!' me, sly smile 'Ape!' 'Thank you...!' Passenger relief. Old witch parrats. No breaks. Paragon silent. Old witch gives up. (Thank you GOD! Where have you bee?) Pretty lady on board. More people. Squeezing. 'Don't push me' says witch 'Will, gladly, push you' 'Bearded B***trd' 'Piss off!' Pretty lady interjection. Fumes. Tries for evil look. Hair push back. Scary! Sexy though. 'Hey man! Shame, you!' 'Yeah! You tell him!' reigns in witch Paragon silent. Tantrums strikes. Shock and awe. Must needs respond. 'Witch is alien. Pretty one be patient' 'Call me not pretty one. Me got name' 'OK. Noted. 'Now. Apologize to old frail woman!' 'Hold up! Hold up! Me frail?!' gasps witch 'Madam! No! Sorry! Me Sorry!' pretty one frets 'You better! Bimbo!' 'Heh! What? Me Bimbo?' 'Hell yeah!' Paragon smiling. Snigger escapes. Hand on mouth. Laugh burst out. 'A laugh? On me?' says pretty one. 'Afraid so!' I say 'You should've told me' 'Now you know' smiles I 'She's horrible' 'I know. A resident Hellian' Pretty chuckle. 'Urm. Me sorry. Apology?' says pretty 'Not enough!' 'A snog?' jokes Paragon 'No. Kiss. Cheek. OK?' pretty smiles back 'WAIT! WAIT! WAIT sister! Kiss that!?' witch interruption 'What?' pretty asks 'Pirate beard!?' points witch Pretty: 'I like Pirate. And beard!' Witch 'slut!' [bangoli passenger accent]'don't worry. kiss. witch come with bus entertainment. TFL sponsored' Witch: 'suffocate on a Paan' [somali with khat. Mirqaan accent ] 'Shaddup woman! You kill my high' Witch 'carry on grazing, goat!' Somali 'goat? What goat?' Witch 'you goat. Now ruminate!' Somali 'tani waa cirka yeech! Kaw!' shuts up. 'So what's the name?' pretty asks 'It's....' cut short by witch 'Name is...' I hold old mouth 'Erm I'm Paragon, meeting you nice!' 'Angel, me too nice' Old witch free mouth 'nice my purse' Passenger laugh! Paragon gives coin to oldy. 'Buy a new tongue'

^Shakina you should watch this. Names for men: http://www.youtube.c om/watch?v=ASXDaky9I 4o lol

^Lol. Thanks. One day we will publish. Mine is planned for the end of next year. I am in pause now writing something else will get back to it as possible. I have written over 100 pages and going strong it's just that other things I use to write for erm living come up every now and then. I am sure you can understand the dilemas. Anyway g'luuck and be back.

http://askarmotors.c om/Giriig/Soomar.rm Waa taa. Just listen to that. Beautiful.

Waa runtaa.

It's called Wacad, right? Indeed a classic. Do you have Soomar Soomar Soomar? For some strange reason I hear myself humming that song lately.