<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:03:07.738+01:00</updated><category term='bamenda comedy'/><category term='kanas'/><category term='monkey'/><category term='cameroo comedy'/><title type='text'>Cameroon Comedy</title><subtitle type='html'>Taking Cameroon comedy on a different level.Comedy is fast becoming a way to reduce our daily stress as taking a holiday which is just once in two years or perhaps more.Cameroonians Please join in and make life worth living.'If you can't laugh, there's something wrong. You gotta let it out'</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-801355177866455629</id><published>2008-11-29T14:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T14:45:45.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameroonian hell</title><summary type='text'>A man dies and goes to hell.There he finds that there is a different hell for each country.He decides he'll pick the least painful to spend his eternity.He goes to Germany Hell and asks, 'What do they do here?'He is told 'first they put you in an electric chair for an hour.They lay you on a bed of nails for another hour.Then the German devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day'.The man</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/801355177866455629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=801355177866455629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/801355177866455629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/801355177866455629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2008/11/cameroonian-hell.html' title='Cameroonian hell'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-3912509780567772971</id><published>2008-07-12T12:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:55:42.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>JuJu dancers in Bafut</title><summary type='text'>there were a group of guys dancing in a juju group in Bafut.You know the respect these guys ...i mean 'JuJu' are given.On one great occasion....at the Fon palace these guys were dancing andall of a sudden Ngwa stepped on a piece of broken glass.He told Niba that he was bleeding and Niba saidTangse....Ngwa Tangse.....meaning Ngwa Tie heart.Ngwa Replied...Tangse Ma'oh....Tie Heart Your Mammi.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3912509780567772971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=3912509780567772971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3912509780567772971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3912509780567772971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2008/07/juju-dancers-in-bafut.html' title='JuJu dancers in Bafut'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-3582590281530066497</id><published>2008-03-22T09:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T10:06:13.261+01:00</updated><title type='text'>country fuck</title><summary type='text'>Ma Elie Left Cameroon in her late thirties and came to Europeshe had not married before because of circumstances beyound her controlactually she was 39so as the say a ffool at 40 is a fool for ever...any Ma Elie lived in Denmark for a long time and found no one to be servicing her....so one day she decided  to get it done b4 its too late...well she got this yong guy and when they started...the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3582590281530066497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=3582590281530066497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3582590281530066497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3582590281530066497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2008/03/country-fuck.html' title='country fuck'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-505098041695027118</id><published>2008-03-22T09:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T09:49:53.715+01:00</updated><title type='text'>small fuck!!</title><summary type='text'>I remember when i was in secondary school in downtown Bamendaand serious morning we were at the assembly ground and an Angrymother on her way to the farm droped by in shcoool withher child tied behind her back and a hoe on the other handwell as i gather it seems her daughter was dismissed because of missconduct well i later found out she had jumped the fence and went out for sex with her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/505098041695027118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=505098041695027118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/505098041695027118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/505098041695027118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2008/03/small-fuck.html' title='small fuck!!'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-8183963768641916115</id><published>2007-10-05T00:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T01:00:31.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameroon drinkers and Paul Biya</title><summary type='text'>Well.... i was discussing with a Nigerian friend  of mine the other day wheni realised we (cameroonians) are very different from the other Africans.Well i accept it...Cameroonians drink a lot.So this guy told me that drinking a lot was an understatement to describe a CameroonianHe said...they (Cameroonians) drink a lot so muchso that their Presidents name is Paul Beer.....(pronounced Biya)....i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8183963768641916115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=8183963768641916115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8183963768641916115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8183963768641916115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/10/cameroon-drinkers-and-paul-biya.html' title='Cameroon drinkers and Paul Biya'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-3964191106623127360</id><published>2007-09-28T10:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:01:43.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My own Sisters</title><summary type='text'>A young man went to his father one day to tell himthat he wanted to get married. His father was happyfor him. He asked his son who the girl was.The young mantold his father that it was  Siqwati  a girl from the village hood. With a sad face the old man said to hisson, "I'm sorry to say this son but I have to. Thegirl you want to marry is your sister, but pleasedon't tell your mother." The young </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3964191106623127360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=3964191106623127360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3964191106623127360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3964191106623127360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-own-sisters.html' title='My own Sisters'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-7954759967654741840</id><published>2007-08-01T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:44:23.239+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mamy acra</title><summary type='text'>well this our neighbour mamy Acra was a very nice womani used to eat her acra...i still dowell u know most of these ladies are single but try hard with 2 or three kidsto make ends meet.well one day this talk black military guy came and eat achumbo one eveningand decided to be the last to leave.mamy acra  being single has been longing for a man for a long timeso this was her chance.the did the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7954759967654741840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=7954759967654741840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/7954759967654741840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/7954759967654741840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/08/mamy-acra.html' title='mamy acra'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-4968440442384169285</id><published>2007-08-01T20:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:31:22.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameroon footbalers</title><summary type='text'>cameroonians love two main things.sex and football.well if u disagree then...i will say its proven by their namesthe 1990 team han players with names like1. ma kanas di kick.2. mbou mbou emile.and many more-....coming soon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4968440442384169285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=4968440442384169285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/4968440442384169285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/4968440442384169285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/08/football-is-religion-in-cameroon.html' title='Cameroon footbalers'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-6714539423752889845</id><published>2007-07-14T09:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:56:55.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Queen, Clinton &amp; Biya</title><summary type='text'> The Queen, Clinton &amp; Biya went to hell and met the devil. Queen Elizabeth said "I miss England ; Please I want to call England and see how everybody is doing there". She called and talked for about 5 minutes, and then she asked "Well, Devil, how much do I owe you?? The devil says "Five million pounds". She wrote him a check and went to sit back on her chair.        Bill Clinton  was so jealous, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6714539423752889845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=6714539423752889845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/6714539423752889845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/6714539423752889845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/07/queen-clinton-biya.html' title='The Queen, Clinton &amp; Biya'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-4076057116237482976</id><published>2007-07-08T23:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:40:49.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bafut man and his-her druss</title><summary type='text'>i followed my dad to one of this his country meetings and someting happend that i will never forget.there is this couple well known in the villagethe  decided to buy an under ware for them selves butbut their money was not enough to get two pairsso the decided to wear one and share...meaning anybody has his own day to put it on.this day manka'a Husband wore this druss knowing very well it was his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4076057116237482976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=4076057116237482976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/4076057116237482976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/4076057116237482976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/07/bafut-man-and-his-her-druss.html' title='bafut man and his-her druss'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-3272628807971212785</id><published>2007-07-08T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:29:42.117+01:00</updated><title type='text'>akara and pepper</title><summary type='text'>the other day i was at the general hospital in bamenda to consult a doctoron my on and off malaria  that constantly worries me.instead of the doctor attending to me i was the one finally consulting the doctor.this is how it happened ...i arrived the hospital  at about 10pmthere was a very long line of patient waiting to see the same doctor,i paid my 500fCFA waiting for my turn....it was getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3272628807971212785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=3272628807971212785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3272628807971212785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3272628807971212785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/07/akara-and-pepper.html' title='akara and pepper'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-2336332848438066374</id><published>2007-06-26T12:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T12:15:18.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My fathers Njangui</title><summary type='text'>Well my Fathers monthly  quater njangui was taking place at our home this time around and unfortunately he had cam no gowell there came a time that he was to make a speech and i was feeling soconfused he was going to disgrace us....thats exactly what he did.well he got up and started making a speech and all of a sudden he sent his hand down to his pants scratching his cam no go...,i was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2336332848438066374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=2336332848438066374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/2336332848438066374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/2336332848438066374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-fathers-njangui.html' title='My fathers Njangui'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-1977544969112896357</id><published>2007-06-23T22:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:37:15.147+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zulus of Zimbabwe</title><summary type='text'>An airplane was flying over the United States one night.Then the pilot said: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the plane is losingaltitudeand all the baggage must be thrown out." A little later, the pilotsaid"We're still losing altitude, we must throw anything out that is inthecabin". The plane continued to descend despite more things beingthrownout.Pilot: "Still going down - we must throw out some people".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1977544969112896357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=1977544969112896357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/1977544969112896357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/1977544969112896357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/zulus-of-zimbabwe.html' title='Zulus of Zimbabwe'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-5438702650836525961</id><published>2007-06-20T22:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:23:57.522+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nigerian Priest at Cameroon/Nigerian Boder</title><summary type='text'>Last time i was travelling to Nigeria , we caught up at the border police as usual holding   people down for for one thing or the other.Well there was this priest or say dressed like a priest travelling from Nigeria to Cameroonhe got stoped at the hold-up and was asked identification papers as usual too.it is believed that the cameroonian police with red caps are not to joke withthey can use </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5438702650836525961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=5438702650836525961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/5438702650836525961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/5438702650836525961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/nigerian-priest-at-cameroonnigerian.html' title='Nigerian Priest at Cameroon/Nigerian Boder'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-1412846141316650411</id><published>2007-06-20T21:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:22:05.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayor Toto's Porous English</title><summary type='text'>Rosine Toto's Porous EnglishDuring the commissioning of the bridge, the Mayor of Tiko Council, Rosine Toto, had to read a welcome speech.                   When she took the rostrum, those sitting on the ceremonial ground could be seen giggling and guessing in what language she would read it. Someone standing beside this reporter wondered aloud how she managed to become the Mayor of Tiko.   The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1412846141316650411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=1412846141316650411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/1412846141316650411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/1412846141316650411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/mayor-totos-porous-english.html' title='Mayor Toto&apos;s Porous English'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-219743450592128475</id><published>2007-06-18T19:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:39:44.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>jesus in Nigeria</title><summary type='text'>Jesus send Judas make Judas go buy him one whole roasted chicken.Judas go Nigeria go bring roasted fowl wey get na only one leg.So Jesus ask am say, "Where one leg of dis fowl?" Wey Judas don chop am.Judas say, "Jesus, if I tell you, you no go believe, but all fowl forNigeria get na one leg."Jesus say, "Come go show me."Judas take Jesus go to Nigeria for rainy season because when rain dey fall,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/219743450592128475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=219743450592128475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/219743450592128475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/219743450592128475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/jesus-in-nigeria.html' title='jesus in Nigeria'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-8677388683827963527</id><published>2007-06-15T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:35:34.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pregnant Aunt</title><summary type='text'>Well i have this aunt of mine who constantly lost her child everytime she got pregnant.every fifth month she loses her pregnancy thru misscarraige.well the doctors finally adviced her that she hang her legs up since this was due to gravitational force that kept pulling out her children.she was finally hanged upside downwhen she was five months pregnant till the nineth month.it worked.am soo happy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8677388683827963527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=8677388683827963527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8677388683827963527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8677388683827963527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-pregnant-aunt.html' title='My Pregnant Aunt'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-8735972813946198500</id><published>2007-06-04T07:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:15:28.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>things to know when looking for a job</title><summary type='text'>Well.... the last time i was looking for a job as a managing director in one of our companies back home i came to realise that, there was just more to the interview i needed to know than just a normal interview.So i came in to the office like every other well dressed in the capital city of Yaounde and well prepared for the interview.others were already getting in and out very quickly with hanging</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8735972813946198500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=8735972813946198500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8735972813946198500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8735972813946198500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-to-know-when-looking-for-job.html' title='things to know when looking for a job'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-2740775792045806255</id><published>2007-06-04T07:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:42:30.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One day our Biology teacher asked a friend of mine (Emma) to name the parts of the heart. Emma  said he could only name some of the parts.The teacher asked him to name the ones he could remember. Emma   stood up and started with Right ventricle,...left ventricle ...right and left auricles.....""the leg"".'the leg the teacher asked`' ?The teacher asked him to label the leg on the board. Emma   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/2740775792045806255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=2740775792045806255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/2740775792045806255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/2740775792045806255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-day-our-biology-teacher-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-9193227265571966556</id><published>2007-05-29T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:15:23.942+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sopocity drugs</title><summary type='text'>well this may seem so funny and crazy but it the reality in our society.well this our old mothers well....well one day this supocitry drugs being sent in thru the anus were common at one time in our hospitals back home.so one day my neighbour's son ran up to me and told me a story i may never forget.the story goes on like this.....one day ma mami asked to help her insert some penadol drug up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/9193227265571966556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=9193227265571966556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/9193227265571966556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/9193227265571966556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/sopocity-drugs.html' title='sopocity drugs'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-4129224008527623339</id><published>2007-05-23T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T22:03:56.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>drunken  police man</title><summary type='text'>You will never win with koti (police) if they want bribeA Pastor was driving at around 2.00am alone in his car and got to acheckpoint. The obviously soaked policeman stopped him and asked foreverything which he gave out. The policeman had nothing to ask again, inorder to charge him, guess what the police man said:"I charge you for driving alone at this time of the night, if you happento get an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/4129224008527623339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=4129224008527623339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/4129224008527623339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/4129224008527623339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/drunken-police-man.html' title='drunken  police man'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-3130438649721670937</id><published>2007-05-17T20:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:46:08.234+01:00</updated><title type='text'>what Pork meat can do</title><summary type='text'>the other day, just behind our village home i had this friend called Che makabè (nik named macabe coz he loved this makabo cocoyam too much) well apart from loving cocoyam to warrant him the title, there were other things he liked toowell he has been raring this pig in their backyard for almost too years now;when the usual control of the Veterinary was moving around checking pigs with tape </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3130438649721670937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=3130438649721670937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3130438649721670937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3130438649721670937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-pork-meat-can-do.html' title='what Pork meat can do'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-5915648895786448812</id><published>2007-05-17T08:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T08:45:49.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam no go disease</title><summary type='text'>All say ....weh---eh.this cam no go disease that struck Cameroon at on time was a disease to be put on record.i remember very well when i got mine. it can disgrace even the president of the countrywhen it attacks u.....u will pull down whatever u are wearing to scratch it.it had numerous names.....sugar -sugar,  just to define the sweetness of the diseaseso one day i was in school and my teacher </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/5915648895786448812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=5915648895786448812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/5915648895786448812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/5915648895786448812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/cam-no-go-disease.html' title='Cam no go disease'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-8300027124856572445</id><published>2007-05-17T08:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T08:30:18.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs at Bamenda Food Market</title><summary type='text'>On sunny rainy day i was at the bamenda food market, trying to buy some fresh food stuffs.Then all of a sudden i saw these `'clando' cars from 'Sabong garri`' carying large bags of garri.Anyone who knows these bags of garri know how packed they use to pack them to economize space.one large back fell down and the car driver went unnoticed.these our famous pigs that eat without taking a rest taught</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8300027124856572445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=8300027124856572445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8300027124856572445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8300027124856572445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/pigs-at-bamenda-food-market.html' title='Pigs at Bamenda Food Market'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=7889494252711980159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/7889494252711980159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/7889494252711980159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/bamenda-american-citizen.html' title='Bamenda-American citizen'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-8533632925053969959</id><published>2007-05-11T08:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:17:07.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>achumboo house</title><summary type='text'>Bolingo just came back from his usual wine taping  early one morning and decide to eat some  of mami malabo's achomboo ( beans and Puff-Puff). so he came in and he was served with puff-puff for 25fCFA beans for 25fCFA and pepper for 50fCFA.so manka'a the servant girl came up and discovered Bolingo was eating without cutlery,so she asked...' Pa i give u fork'Bolingo: he looked up at the little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/8533632925053969959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=8533632925053969959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8533632925053969959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/8533632925053969959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/achumboo-house.html' title='achumboo house'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332175501826083072.post-3954438721136452962</id><published>2007-05-11T00:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:35:02.585+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bamenda comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameroo comedy'/><title type='text'>dried monkey kanas</title><summary type='text'>there was this Pa in my quartier selling dried monkey testicles (i must admit it...its worth tasting it) and was making large sums of money from it , till one day Pa Zaccheaus his fellow friend came over and said 'Pa... u di make so much money from this your bisness and all small woman dem for village don run we poor people all.... you fit tell me your secrete?Pa trusted his old time friend and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/feeds/3954438721136452962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332175501826083072&amp;postID=3954438721136452962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3954438721136452962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332175501826083072/posts/default/3954438721136452962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camerooncomedy.blogspot.com/2007/05/dried-monkey-kanas.html' title='dried monkey kanas'/><author><name>cheunuie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
