Finally armed with the Inspector’s bedbug pesticide, I head to his house. “You just wiped yourself with… Inspector, I’m going for Dr Kanzu.”He beats me to the door, running with his hands holding his bottom. “Dear Jesus,” he prays, “please lemme make it to the toilet.”I grab a bottle of sanitiser and apply it liberally allover my hands as I watch my boss head duck into the latrine. “I think I just dropped my liver in there,” he says, resting with his hands on his knees. As soon as I’m done going, I’m coming for… Oh, Lord!

Source: The Star June 21, 2020 03:00 UTC