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	<title>Comments on: and you can never go home again&#8230;.</title>
	<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/</link>
	<description>haidhuru (adverb), all right. haidhuru (adverb), it does not matter. haidhuru (adverb), OK. haidhuru (conjunction), no harm. (dhuru v). haidhuru (verb conjugated), never mind. (dhuru v).</description>
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		<title>by: Gish</title>
		<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/#comment-252</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 18:27:27 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>i trust that man must be lush judging from KM, Guess, Prou, Ms K and milo what can i say?
Exes, they say to live in the hearts of those we once loved is not to die...
sijui niseme...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>i trust that man must be lush judging from KM, Guess, Prou, Ms K and milo what can i say?<br />
Exes, they say to live in the hearts of those we once loved is not to die&#8230;<br />
sijui niseme&#8230;
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		<title>by: Chrenyan</title>
		<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/#comment-208</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 05:38:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>&lt;i&gt;... I was burying our future beautiful boys (with nappy hair and ashy legs) that we were gonna have some day and name after my father and brother (thank you Jesus for lax naming traditions en Amérique), the girl who (fingers crossed) would have his smile (and God forbid her mother’s manners). I laid to rest all those dreams and hopes of what could have been- what should have been. I buried us, in our poly-color days trying to collect NSSF/ Medicare, of homework being done by children on the kitchen table. Missed trips to Disney world. I buried us.&lt;/i&gt;

*Sob*

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;he he thanks man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p><i>&#8230; I was burying our future beautiful boys (with nappy hair and ashy legs) that we were gonna have some day and name after my father and brother (thank you Jesus for lax naming traditions en Amérique), the girl who (fingers crossed) would have his smile (and God forbid her mother’s manners). I laid to rest all those dreams and hopes of what could have been- what should have been. I buried us, in our poly-color days trying to collect NSSF/ Medicare, of homework being done by children on the kitchen table. Missed trips to Disney world. I buried us.</i></p>
	<p>*Sob*</p>
	<p><strong><em></em><em>he he thanks man</em></strong>
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		<title>by: Ms K</title>
		<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/#comment-192</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 06:56:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Eeeeeeeeee after nini-ing on your email I still had to come back here and say HOT DAMN! Are those teeth for real? Oh and he's tall!! Yum yum yum, and I'm not saying that lightly. Si you nini, bring him home and keep him in a cage we be drooling over him. Ok ok just kidding.

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He he he... I assure you everything is legit! Na bado nah'mean? Yeah---- I won Lotto meets powerball on that one..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

Ile yangu, sina bicha ya yeye. Lakini igo bicha ya yeye in mine head na eh... yeah... haisaidii hata kidogo. Lakini it was tall, dark, hunky mandingo specimen with a smile like a Greek god! 

Hmmmmmmmmm....... ok, back to work!! Shindwe wewe pepo baya!

&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To say the truth even me I say &quot;Shindwe!&quot; 'cause, I know dude lakini still.... looking at him makes me chew lock like &quot;How? Was your mother joking or serious?&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Eeeeeeeeee after nini-ing on your email I still had to come back here and say HOT DAMN! Are those teeth for real? Oh and he&#8217;s tall!! Yum yum yum, and I&#8217;m not saying that lightly. Si you nini, bring him home and keep him in a cage we be drooling over him. Ok ok just kidding.</p>
	<p><em><strong>He he he&#8230; I assure you everything is legit! Na bado nah&#8217;mean? Yeah&#8212;- I won Lotto meets powerball on that one..</strong></em></p>
	<p>Ile yangu, sina bicha ya yeye. Lakini igo bicha ya yeye in mine head na eh&#8230; yeah&#8230; haisaidii hata kidogo. Lakini it was tall, dark, hunky mandingo specimen with a smile like a Greek god! </p>
	<p>Hmmmmmmmmm&#8230;&#8230;. ok, back to work!! Shindwe wewe pepo baya!</p>
	<p><em><strong>To say the truth even me I say &#8220;Shindwe!&#8221; &#8216;cause, I know dude lakini still&#8230;. looking at him makes me chew lock like &#8220;How? Was your mother joking or serious?&#8221;</strong></em>
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		<title>by: Ms K</title>
		<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/#comment-187</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 14:11:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>WOMAN, I AM GOING TO MY INBOX NOW! I EXPECT TO FIND PICTURE! GIVE ME PICTURE!!

On that note, hata mimi iko ingine inaweza fanya self-inflicted damage (Prous 2006)

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ulipata? It bounced back the 1st time (kama for Prou) but it should have gone through... si you errmm... utuonyeshe ile picha yako tafadhali.... pris (KM,2005)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>WOMAN, I AM GOING TO MY INBOX NOW! I EXPECT TO FIND PICTURE! GIVE ME PICTURE!!</p>
	<p>On that note, hata mimi iko ingine inaweza fanya self-inflicted damage (Prous 2006)</p>
	<p><strong><em>ulipata? It bounced back the 1st time (kama for Prou) but it should have gone through&#8230; si you errmm&#8230; utuonyeshe ile picha yako tafadhali&#8230;. pris (KM,2005)&#8230;</em></strong>
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		<title>by: Ms K</title>
		<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/#comment-186</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 14:07:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>WHERE IS MINE PIC????</description>
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		<title>by: KM</title>
		<link>http://haidhuru.blogsome.com/2006/03/12/23/#comment-185</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 13:13:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>***composing self, picking up bags and shoes from Friday evening***
Sawa, see you..inakaa nimezidi here....baadayes. **sigh** Later chyk

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; we'll meet at the local baadaye ama?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>***composing self, picking up bags and shoes from Friday evening***<br />
Sawa, see you..inakaa nimezidi here&#8230;.baadayes. **sigh** Later chyk</p>
	<p><strong><em> we&#8217;ll meet at the local baadaye ama?</em></strong>
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