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Big _ Brother o lifta his little brother
i used to love bikes, still have one back at home but doesn't work no more...use to do a couple of tricks too...i wonder if i can still ride...
{oh, this reminds me, Lari be looking for a bike preferably a b.m.x...so if anyone got one and willing to borrow let me know...}
Boni...I would have said Boni. You take such great pictures monna.
Bicycle riding school, back then baba. I use to look at the paddles not on where I'm going. no wonder I fell every time. till I knew how to ride it then it was on, on and on
In the olden days, the one with a bicycle was always a hero...he'll be bossing everybody around....just wondering if it is still the case?
I was @ a roof-wetting (party) on Sat and as it often happends, we started reminiscing on our childhood memories and terminology.
Hunting birds nezi-mbiba; skull-sweets; Drackula "shebet"; ama-dogmor/skop-us(?)...
What scared me though is the thought that we used to crwal in storm-water drainage pipes and would be in the for (what seemed to be) hours with nothing to eat...
haah...childhood.
easy come; easy go legogang
Ride it lil brother, i wonder the big boy knows how to ride the bike cause in his age i used to look at the paddles like Kiddy said
the last bike i rode was a tricycle
*hides away in shame*