{UAH} What a small world

Baboons,

Let me chop what I am about to tell you.

I decided to stop by a pub 100 meters from my man-cave last evening. Amidst the mix-up of fake loving people of all races a dude hit on me from a proximal distance of barely a meter away.

I could tell of him as a known customer of the pub except this time his approach was out of the ordinary - direct hit.

Dude said he could tell I was East African and when I asked how, he said it was from my ignonimity and coolness as I didn't care what everyone at the pub was doing except focus on my beer and phone. 

He offered me a full five muscular handshake to which I equally responded with an exaggerated firm grip. I don't where I gathered the force from but in case he was testing macho power I had to prove my readiness.

I must say it was a scary moment. He directly asked where in Africa I came from..I could have been Caribbean but a Baboon can't hide from being Baboon 

Told him "Uganda". He was an outright Arab,  I could tell. In my neck of the forest they are many and known for partaking at the watering hole.

To cut a long story short, he asked my name and I did the same and that's where the shock came from 

His name I can't write in full was A.M Gaddafi. Of course I laughed but it wasnt a joke. Showed me his ID. That was when I asked where his home country. This didn't come as a surprise. "Libya", he said.

Then the hard evidence of a resemblance to the murdered hero came. In further conversation he said he was from the Gaddafi family stating he and Muhammad were from the Gaddafi "kabila" and hometown, Sirte. His father he said, was a close Muhammar chief bodyguard.

His square jaws are ridiculously similar to Mohammar's.

I didn't even know "kabila", a common Swahili word for tribe is same in Arabic 

So, baboons, beware whose anus you insert your fingers in. Could be a lethal Leopard.

But that wasn't all. He invited me to his cave this coming Saturday for a taste of Libyan lamb. Another shock came that we actually live in the same condominium - which made the invitation comfortable. We exchanged phone numbers.

As I paid for my fill and bid him good night, he grabbed the machine as though he had planned 

He paid. 

So, yea, I didn't only meet a Gaddafi family member but we are now buddies.

Small world, it is.

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