Hi Mr. President,
This is kinda late, but you know how it is, problems with mail delivery and what not. Its just nasty. You just canâ€™t get good service anymore. Everyoneâ€™s worked up, got conspiracy theories and stuff. Man!
The good news is, I have nothing better to do, so it looks a lot like Iâ€™m here for you. While everyone else is thinking youâ€™re not worth ****.
I donâ€™t know why this is, but I think it may be because youâ€™re telling investors weâ€™ve got land and then suddenly coming back and telling tenants that they no longer have any. I suppose itâ€™s a good thing you havenâ€™t set your eyes on the prime estate that is the burial ground,eh?
So anyway, whatâ€™s been bugging me is this whole Muhwezi thing. I mean, seriously dude, you canâ€™t take that **** can you? I know I wouldnâ€™t. Iâ€™d be all, â€œBitch! You donâ€™t know me like that! When I say I didnâ€™t know you didnâ€™t take the money, you donâ€™t go around saying thatâ€™s unfortunate. You look into the nationâ€™s eyes (transmitted aâ€™la WBS) and say you are a liar!â€
Seriously Mr. President thatâ€™s an uncool thing for a pal to say or do. What happened to solidarity? Way back in school we had that. If a kid had stolen like money from a teacher or something and offered to buy us all like tea and biscuits weâ€™d all shut up. And even if Iâ€¦ pardon me, if the said kid didnâ€™t honor his end of the bargain, no one would tell. I know no one would say it is unfortunate.
Unfortunate is how you describe a carâ€™s windscreen being smashed in after a driver splashes muddy water on you on your way to the cinema to meet up with this awesome chic. CURSE YOU! DRIVER OF UXY 200D! You messed up a good thing.
So anyway, what are you going to do about it? Me? Iâ€™d take that factory that dude calls a house and transform it into like Coffe Marketing Board,..and then, when everyone is still looking on with glee, transform the said Marketing Board into an Apparel thingyâ€¦