panya= mouse.
homeboy looks scared and innocent but he is the one terrozing us up in here and eatin’ up all our dried food goods.  And I can handle some bugs in my beans.  Heck, I am even a good sport when it comes to cockroaches in the rice bag but when you mess with our mac-n-cheese from the U.S. you sign your own warrant: dead mouse walking.  He will now have to defend himself against the cats that roam outside.  And we are not talking over-fed Western cats that lay in the sun all day licking themselves.  Nope, these are hard core scruffy not-eaten-a-proper-meal-in-weeks African cats. Sorry lil’ dude, but that is how it has gotta be.

Consider all panya warned: don’t mess with the Wazungu.


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