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How to Keep a Woman Happy

 


It seems obvious, but the first rule to keep a woman happy, is to tie her to a shopping cart…

You can also try other things, when you are broke, to keep a woman happy…

For example, call her sweet things: morning dew, chocolate, coconut, pineapple, toothpaste, cupcake… a little flattery goes a long way and laughter can make her forget – for a minute – the shopping cart that you haven’t tied her too.

The second rule to keep a woman happy… again, tie her to a shopping cart… but when you are broke, promise her… with an earnest face, lying through the teeth… promise her a part of the world… exotic places like Kenya and Kiribati, beach walks down in Diani, a trip to Japan… weave magic tales of when you’ll take her there.

The third rule… the shopping cart, but when the economy isn’t kind to you, write little poems to her: Your cheeks - yellow mangoes, your smile – dandelion flowers, your lips – Kenyan coffee, Your skin – Kenyan tea… for a day or two, she will forget about the shopping cart… Then, brother, go and work your arse off to afford tethering her to a shopping cart.

The fourth rule to keep a woman happy… You are a blessed man. You are endowed with God’s blessings… You have a mighty bamboo, not lousy chopsticks… Then, you will make a woman happy eternally. Perhaps, two women… or three. Four, won’t be a problem either… make that five, six, seven… who is counting, anyway… they aren’t.


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NB: Meanwhile, I have a small ask:- I am running a campaign that will enable me launch my two books in February, end, 2024. I humbly ask of your donations of 20KES/20Kshs/20bob, towards this. The campaign is dubbed #20BobSanaa. Thanks in advance. You can also support by liking and sharing this content, or by buying these books using the following links:

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‘Love Told, Poetry Souled, Family Bold’ – available on Amazon Kindle at  http://shorturl.at/hzALY

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