Unforgivable! I have no excuse at all for abandoning you all. Fears were that Athlete's Foot or its more dreaded cousin (i-Ha!) had transported yours trully to comedian heaven. Fat chance. Hell is certainly here in Zimbabwe and who deserves it more than I? Straight 'A' student Fungai Machirori - yeah, the one who was arrested - jolted me out of slumber by asking me for the link to this blog. I was too embarrassed to confess to her that I had not uploaded anything for the last one and a half months!
It has a lot to do with the one-and-a-half times our Mickey Mouse salary windfall that had lulled us into a false sense of financial security. Well, I can inform you that the honeymoon is finally over. Our salaries came back to Mother Earth with a thunderous thud. And as if to rub it in, the brewers a Delta chose the moment to up the price of the holy waters by a whopping 175%! Murder!
Nevertheless, the end of the World Cup was capped by a classic from New Zimbabwe.com about a bet the president of a certain African-eh-country had with his son. Here goes:
IF Zinedine Zidane had kept his head, and if France had won the World Cup, Zimbabwe would be under a new President today, Chatunga Mugabe, the nine-year-old son of Robert Mugabe.
President Mugabe revealed he bet on the presidency with his son during the World Cup final, and luckily for him, or sadly for Zimbabwe, his Italy won in a penalty shoot-out.
Details of the bet, revealed by Mugabe to journalists recently, say if France had won, President Mugabe would have gone back to Hartman House Primary School where Chatunga is currently a third grader. (Mmmmm?)
Source: New Zimbabwe.com
By the way, Fungayi still owes us a juicy expose of our merry band of a@#$%&*#s!
