The ManicaPost
ALL along Yours Truly never believed that love potions and other forms of juju work for other races other than blacks.
Not, until this other coloured nincompoop, fell head-over-heels with this other popular slut.
The fool ended up dumping his decent wife and child for this well known hooker.
I mean that other party animal who happens to be the manager of a certain funeral parlour.
The guy is now helpless and hopeless after being fed shovels of love potions by our dear Jezebel sister.
What hurts Blabber the most is that with all the commitment that the undertaker dude exudes, our dear sister, like a leopard that never changes its spots, continues with her works of harlotry.
In case you never knew, this is the same lady who left some Russians dead broke after squandering their money, all in the name of ‘love’.
While her name means kind heartedness, the opposite is true of her personal attributes.
She is so heartless even to fellow thigh vendors.
And we all know how she snatched a client – a former basketball star who works in a modest bank – from this other tall and light skinned beauty.
Blabber will not talk about her hand in the death of this other city hustler as she uses her God-given looks to seduce different men.
Neither will Yours Truly talk about how a certain woman was left crippled and now moves around in wheelchair, after an altercation over a boyfriend with our dear sister.
And to date, she is having a time of her life with the new client – the guy who manages corpses.
Word reaching Yours Truly she induced herself targeting to deliver a baby on the same day that the funeral parlour guy was born.
Word has it that she missed out that target by a few days, but went on to give a name almost similar to this guy to the baby.
Only recently, she caused commotion at a new, trendy, uptown shopping market.
She brought business to a halt.
Blabber is in possession of a video footage of the scene, and soon, and very soon, will name and shame!
For now Blabber’s main concern is finding an expert who can help our dear coloured brother to vomit the love potions that he was overdosed with.
Even with that first name that is reminiscent of the king of the jungle, the parlour guy trembles with fear at the mere mention of our sister’s name. If this is not a result of love potions, then nothing is!
