At first, a lighter took her head outta the window and kept enjoying the scenery while seemingly relating the marvelous views to someone inside. I thought it was talking to the driver.
Kumbe there was a co-cow napping inside the Tuktuk and which, after hearing the stories, decided to see the beauty of Dala with its own eyes!
Ghafla bin vuu, kufumba na kufumbua, puuuuuaaaaah, woooiii, pungulupangala...a red cow fell on the tarmac belly-first and was dragged painfully on the hot tarmac, in the hot Kisumu road, nearly frying itself in its own skin.
If you look very keenly, you can see cow-marks on the lami! Ai yawa!
All the while the cow-seatbelt was nyongaing (hanging the ill-fated, inquisitive cow as the stunned driver and conductor and light cow wondered where the fuck the other passenger had gone!
Soon all the occupants of the Tuktook, save for the lighter cow were out to save the suffering red cow. Meanwhile, the light brown cow sat in comfortably, whistling as she watched the drama.
Eh, Kisumu City of Governor Ranguma!
Suffice to say that I don't know if the cowsengers reached the destination of their Christmas Holiday bash safely, but i pray they will follow the notorious NTSA rules in future and avoid alcohol. I hope when Kristo is born on Thursday there will be some cows by the manger!
Merry Christmas all.
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