Jo-town why you no like head?

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First of all, I would like to apologize in advance for always laughing at stuff I shouldn't laugh at in the first place. Ain't nothing as hard as trying to stop yourself from laughing (apart from diarrhoea of course). It is the same problem I get when I'm teaching. I ask a question and the students sometimes come up with the funniest answer and I just about get a heart attack trying to hold in that laughter.

Don't get me started on the awkward questions they ask me ALL.THE.TIME!Like this time we were talking about cancer and I tell the kids that when you have cancer one of the side effects of chemo is your hair falls off and i think your nails turn black or something. Then this kid lifts his hand with this serious face like he is about to say something profound. Then he asks,"You mean all hair falls off, including here? *asks while pointing his crotch*. I just repeated,"All hair including your eyebrows". At this point I have to feign anger to scare the others from asking follow up questions or making dirty jokes. It's cancer for crying out loud.

Let me get back to the story that I wanted to tell you. So this chiq who has lived all her life in town has been posted at a job near our village right! So being the good host that I am, with a big heart like a watermelon, I decide to welcome her.

First we go to this party to celebrate the birth of a new born. And the mama can throw down in the kitchen. She cooks food so good it could make you slap your mama. My friend looooo...ves chicken so you can imagine her joy when she saw some in a hot pot. Here they don't serve food in bowls, they keep them in hot pots which is kinda new to me.

My pal otoko the first helping of the chicken and eats it with glee. She then decides to go for a second helping but then changes her mind and declares that she is full. I don't think much of it seeing as she had already served copious amount of the hapless chicken.

On our way home she is pensive and sort of sad which made me fear that maybe she could be suffering from food poisoning. I then ask her to fungua roho. Then she confesses that when she looked in the bowl she saw chicken head in the bowl. She could've sworn the chicken was looking at her. Imagine that!

Apparently guys outchea don't cook chicken head n feet. They throw them away. Here in the village every part of the chicken is cooked. (Ok apart from the feathers). My friend was pissed because i didn't give her a heads up. Thing is Ive lived for a long time in the village to a point that I'm not surprised at things like finding chicken heads in a bowl. 

At least this mama's chicken was clean. Ive gone to houses where the house girl forgot to clean the sundu properly and served it on my plate which left a taste of shit in my mouth. I dared not spit it out because it would be considered rude.

Now my friend has sworn off chicken (Yay! the more for me ) This was after I explained to her that you gotta eat everything from the wattle to the tongue and all. You should have seen her retching. She argues that chicken poke their beaks in dirt and eat worms. I have seen chicken poke around in cow dung but it hasn't made me love them any less. This must be what true love is all about. You see them eat shit but you still love them to deff.lol. I think her argument about chicken-eat-shit-so-i-cant-eat-the-head-and-feet is total BS. Because I'm pretty sure all that dirt and all that chicken eat is what makes up all the other parts of the chicken like the drum stick n breast bone that people love so much.

 I know I should be sympathetic but nah. I love me some head...chicken head I mean.

Looks so good I wanna cry

Go out and get some chicken head tonight. You wont regret it son!
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