Among the many virtues of espousing pansula characteristics is that one is able to easily blend into various environments, some of which, the uninitiated might say, are uncouth, plebeian even. But hell if I care, Im the sort that will sleep with a pride of lions just to observe their behaviour when in a state of rest. Possessed by this mind state, I yesterday visited a gambling spot, which to protect both the gamblers and also my own future visits to the place, shall remain anonymous, suffice it to say that it is an undisclosed location somewhere in the many nooks and crannies of uMlazis Z-section. The Microbus, (yes, the Shaggin Wagon) is my trusted lieutenant, its most effective anthropomorphism being its power of speech. When I parked, it immediately said to the gamblers;Hola magenge, khululekani bolova nathi singama khruga, asizishayi ngezitori, sizoshova ikhasi sibone ukuthi umdlozana uzosigidela yini (Hola gents, we too are on that thug tip...not here to stir up any trouble, just came to engage in a game of cards, to see if our ancestors might smile upon us and give us a few winnings). Yes, thats what the Shaggin Wagon said. To which amajita replied; Sure khruga, dwadla, istiki siqala kwi-twini, uma ushay izandla zantathu zilandelana udizel umastiki nge-green (the game starts at R20 and if you win three hands in a row you pay R10 rent to the ringmaster). Migh or might not be continued....
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 09:30:15 +0000
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