Groundnut farming in Kenya

Groundnut farming in Kenya

In our bid to promote Groundnut farming in Kenya, we will give you a story of one of our loyal groundnut customer who could not resist buying groundnuts from our store in Rongai……. We also encourage you to embrace Groundnut farming in Kenya.

There lived a woman in Rongai who had a maddening passion for Groundnuts. She loved them, but unfortunately they always gave her a very embarrassing, but somewhat lively reaction.

Groundnut farming in Kenya
Groundnut farming in Kenya

When it became apparent that she and her boyfriend would marry she thought to herself, ”He is such a sweet and gentle man but I don’t think he can live with my problems.” So she decided to make the supreme sacrifice and give up Groundnuts.

A year later her car broke down on the way home from work. Since she lived far from Rongai Center, she called her husband and told him she would be late because she had to walk home.

On her way, she passed a small food shop and the aroma of the groundnuts was more than she could stand. Since she still had a distance to walk, she figured that she could walk off any ill effect by the time she reached home. So she stopped at the food shop, and before she knew it she had consumed three large orders of groundnuts. All the way home she passed gas.

Upon arriving home she felt reasonably sure she could control it. Her husband seemed excited to see her, exclaiming delightedly, ”Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight.”

He then blindfolded her then led her to a chair at the table. Just as he was about to remove the blindfold the phone rang. He made her promise not to touch the blindfold till he came back. Then he went to answer the phone.

The groundnuts she had consumed were still affecting her and the pressure was becoming almost unbearable, so while her husband was out of the room she seized the opportunity, shifted the weight to one leg, and let it go.

It was not only loud, but it smelt like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk coming from a pulp mill. She took a napkin and fanned the air around her vigorously.

Then she shifted to the other butt and ripped three more, which reminded her of cabbage cooking. Keeping her ears turned to the conversation in the other room, she went on like this for another ten minutes.

When the phone farewells signed the end of her freedom, she fanned the air a few more times with the napkin, placed it on her lap and folded her hands upon it, smiling contently to herself, she was the picture of innocence when her husband returned.

Apologizing for taking so long, he asked her if she peeked and she assured him that she had not. At this point, he removes the blindfold to reveal twelve dinner guests seated around the table to wish her a first Happy Anniversary!

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