Today I’m 34. It’s been an unusual day by all means. A friend of mine offered to read into my future using her “Oracle Cards” as she calls them. I learned that I will not live long enough to see Morocco organize a World Cup but maybe long enough to see the country win one at last. That’s a good consolation but I doubt my friend is as good a psychic as octopus Paul proved to be. I shockingly found myself craving to hear some Vuvuzella, which is kind of weird. But I seriously want to hear just one last little blow. Thank God YouTube have not yet removed that little sweet button. Congratulations to Spain for deservingly winning the cup; to South Africa for a successful tournament; to Ghana for making us Africans all very proud. I invited friends over to eat some seafood tonight à la Chilean with some Pisco sour and Concha Y Torro white wine.
34 years man! Hopefully next year I will have moved back to Morocco.
Have a great day my bro 🙂
Considering the milage,you still got your wits on you,congratulation dear Proffessor,( wach out the years start rolling faster from now on).I have actually bought a vuvuzella,but I couldnt get any sound out of it ,no matter how hard I tried, No wonder Morocco never got to organise the world cup.
Happy Birthday Hisham . I really miss you and I hope to see in Tunisia .
Thank you mate.
Lucky you friend you had your own Vuvuzella. Be careful though, I heard it’s haram to blow it over 100 decibels… if indeed you are able to get any sound out of it 🙂 But, hey, we Moroccans have our own, much more malign Vuvuzella, the Nafar. It would have scared the s** out of opponents believe me 🙂
I miss you too my dear!