he Africans served their purpose.
All bitching aside, I lost weight.
Thanks to Faith, for keeping me away from the household.
And
Congo Bongo, for instilling the fear in me and motivating me to work
out longer and harder. I always made sure I came home early in the
morning, sometime
after midnight, knowing I may avoid either the Africans and avoid a
confrontation which could either get me boiled in water or have my head
chopped off.
