When I ran away from home at age 15 (this was in Harare, Zimbabwe), I quickly got hungry (a problem that I did not anticipate) and stole some carrots from the garden at the boys school I attended (pulled them right out of the ground).
Charles Mudede—who writes about film, books, music, and his life in Rhodesia, Zimbabwe, the USA, and the UK for The Stranger—was born near a steel plant in Kwe Kwe, Zimbabwe. He has no memory... More by Charles Mudede
aha! so you admit to being a secret muslin!
Not funny. Do you all get a big bonus for making light of Erica Barnetts stealing wine??
When I was 36, I didn’t give a shit.
You still owe your readership a proper review of “Race to Witch Mountain.”
You’re stalling.
Don’t worry, Charles. No matter how many heartbreaking tales of your hardscrabble upbringing you post, we’ll still all hate your fucking guts.
Charles Mudede = Jean Valjean
Did you ever go back home?
very Scarlett O’Hara of you.
Isn’t this stream of consciousness shit supposed to be on Twitter or Facebook?
@2: I hope even Charles gets a bonus for making your head explode.
@2 i thought all you wanted was an admission.
did you gag afterward?
-insert racist bonobo comment-
Charles FTW…
@2 – I hope they do, just to drive you even more batshit crazy.