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Pressure is a privilege.

@UGLawyer Guy needs security.. they may kill him

Every Top Corrupt Politician in Uganda Knows this Face Right now😂

You recently got a job in the office of the deputy speaker of parliament as a communications consultant! I’d equally tweet like you if my bread was being stepped in by a ghetto boy like Tabz!

Expect scenes from the Kigo residence anytime from now! But why is AAA having cannulas on her arms? I’ve never seen her sick.

The daughters of ministers have been saying we’re not their type; soon, they won’t be our type either.

Uganda is not a poor country! All its wealth is kept in houses of a few of our relatives, friends, neighbors but the biggest stacks of money are in houses of politicians! I know you’re reading this while thinking about the URA zip-seal that’s on the door of your small business!

@MaleAdvocate28 🤗😂😂😂😂

Nzukuse late banange Tabz yandese dda, nakomye ku sente ezabadde mu bedroom 🥲🌚

There is top minister who has a street of malls along Mityana road. To be specific in Bulenga and Buloba plus several complete and incomplete mall sites along Hoima Road in Nansana and beyond! She will soon get the uninvited guests!

Anita Annet Among is detained from her Mackinon Road house. In the dead of night, she was driven to Kigo for a forced ‘Site Visit’. She isn’t on the delegation headed to Bukedea. The investigators are with her lawyers! Bun’obukya buziba bwenkanya omwana ne nyina!

NO HIV. NO Cancer. NO Diabetes. NO Heart Disease. NO Kidney Disease. NO Serious Sickness. Retweet if you're grateful. 🙏

I know you already know but just to remind you that Vincent Ssempijja the minister that ate the money for locusts and locusts themselves is the biological father of Justin Nameere! It had to be a Masaka chap given that locusts and grasshoppers are in the same WhatsApp group!

Cleared under customs entry number C 1160, the 2025 Rolls Royce was imported under Anita Foundation Limited. To be exact it landed at the airport on the 12th of January 2026; 2 days before the general presidential elections. Someone will argue that this wasn’t a zero mileage!

There is no love in the workplace. Laughter is not love. Everyone is there for a salary. When the time comes, the people you think are your friends may sell you out to save their job. Focus more on your work and personal growth.

Romanticize the quiet parts of your life. The book. The coffee. The sunlight. The walk. The nature.

This is where the problem came from 😎

A woman walked into a prestigious bank and approached the teller. "I’d like to withdraw $5, please," she said quietly. ​The teller didn’t even look up. He was busy, important, and clearly had no time for "small" transactions. ​"Ma'am, for withdrawals under $10, you have to use the ATM outside. We don’t handle small change at the counter. You're holding up the line." ​The woman remained calm. "The machine outside isn't working for me. I just need $5 to buy my groceries." ​The teller sighed—that loud, performative sigh used to let someone know they are a nuisance. "Rules are rules. Unless you're withdrawing a significant amount, I can't help you. Please move aside for the next person." ​She didn't move. She didn't shout. She just asked a simple question: "What is the maximum amount I can withdraw right now?" ​Irritated, the teller tapped a few keys to check her balance. His face went pale. He stopped tapping. He cleared his throat and suddenly sat up very straight. ​"Well... Ma'am... you have a balance of $500,000. You can withdraw it all, but I’d need the manager to authorize a cash movement of that size." ​"Do it," she said. ​The next twenty minutes were a circus. The manager came out, suddenly offering her a chair and a glass of water. The teller was sweating, his hands trembling as he counted out stacks of hundreds. He had spent the morning treating her like a ghost, only to realize he was looking at the bank's most liquid asset. ​When the mountain of cash was finally piled on the counter, the woman didn't reach for a suitcase. She reached for the very top stack, peeled off a single $5 bill, and tucked it into her purse. ​She pushed the remaining $499,995 back toward the stunned teller. ​"Now," she said, her voice steady and soft. "I’d like to deposit the rest back into my account. And next time, remember: it’s my money, not your 'small change.

After telling my Japanese girlfriend from Hiroshima that l want to make a nuclear family

@MercedesBenzUSA Hello @MercedesBenzUSA one ☝️ kidney and one liver ….. are you down for bussness 🤔

Spring has sprung. It’s time your wallpaper matched the vibe.

Feeling at 8yrs after mum trying to pay me back my 200 and l hit her with "it's okay l just gave it to you"