Dear Rita Kamami,
It is with a lot of sorrow that I write to wish you Happy Valentine because Whitney Houston has left us. This Valentine, I wanna dance and feel the heat with somebody who loves me and aaaai I will always love you. The happiest day in my life that I will always remember is when you entered box. I had spent my entire Equity Bank account at Java House buying hamburgers, pancakes, waffles, omelets and roasted coffee just to cut for you. These things were foreign to my stomach and now that you have fallen for me, you will have to adjust to mukimo made of pumpkin leaves and nylon tea. I know you are from Nyeri but as a couple, we are lucky because I have a karate black belt and Nderitu Njoka from Maendeleo ya Wanaume is my cousin. As I look for goats to pay your dowry, remember that I will never measure my love to you like porridge on half calabashes. You are so explosive that you make Al Shabaab look like boys playing with baruti (fireworks). You are my Thika Super Highway because you make my life so smooth. If anyone ever touches you, I will pinch their noses because they should know people. I will love you come rain come Ocampo. Happy Valentine!
Truly Yours,
Kadadi, aka Kadads
Special dedications:
Mwendwa KK- Queen Jane.
Agriculture Girl- Mike Rua
Bonoko- Sufferer Wa Mungu
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