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Tee💕 :

She lost me there when she said "Sir, I will improve". Honestly, this office needs it's jobs re-advertised. alot of people are sleeping on job.

2026-08-23 08:38:11

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HER MAJESTY👸🏾| ROOTED&RISING :

82B, u guys Uganda has money nno🥺🥺

2026-08-22 21:09:01

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enoch 0782465814 :

Toyota is Toyota there's nothing like who's buying

2026-08-22 18:16:13

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God's Reign :

but does the price of a car increase or decrease overtime?

2026-08-23 07:38:45

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Polo :

Expose the thieves M7 is innocent

2026-08-23 02:20:11

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mug@stev :

Museveni I am sorry you have no problem

2026-08-22 17:25:30

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mwogezironald831 :

this time round government is some how serious

2026-08-23 04:19:05

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leon :

there is alot of money in uganda imagine people steal but they don't even know how much they stole 🤣🤣

2026-08-22 17:07:06

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iPhone negative 17 :

Public servants need to start working on renewable contract basis based on performance. This impunity is too much.

2026-08-22 18:36:38

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#002 :

mbu I will improve 😏😏😏 this is so irritating

2026-08-22 21:14:53

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Jeff :

let her be arrested and produce back tax payers' money, she's just cooking reports they chewed the money

2026-08-22 19:40:15

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Sanders Lucia :

And they are called DPP. now where do we run for help

2026-08-22 19:36:14

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Bushman ug :

these are the people driving big cars and causing traffic jam in kampala,they need to be in prison

2026-08-22 23:38:19

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🤴 prince mujuni :

actually government officials should be driving Uganda made cars

2026-08-22 18:40:47

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Nsubuga Johnbosco :

how comes someone doesn't now the price of the car's you buy as a boss

2026-08-22 16:27:05

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nikolas :

So Toyota is Toyota so they just sell government at any price they feel like..that is nonsense ...

2026-08-22 18:45:44

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Pius :

and We don't have Panadol In Govt Hospitals......What a Shame

2026-08-23 02:14:56

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Eria Kabs :

Almost 80% of govt entities..inflate prices😂 Bali bayaaye😂

2026-08-23 05:49:30

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mwanji :

these are thieves playing around, just cooking figure and who told them Toyota is a prerequisite to buying a government vehicle.😁😁😁😳😳😳.

2026-08-22 18:12:01

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ALHAQ 💧 :

improve while in custody

2026-08-23 06:28:00

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Greatness Kirabo :

they even keep deducting our allowances ots not uniform

2026-08-22 18:01:54

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Junior Dan :

But why are headteachers and Engineers being arrested but these ones are not? This segregation and selective fighting of corruption must stop. If you can't apply the to all the stop it

2026-08-22 19:27:16

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Jobo :

I now also except there's a problem in this country. first of all, is that a capacity of a PS really??. not even a senior assistant secretary is that lousy. unless it's thurkery

2026-08-22 20:05:26

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Dynamic A. :

But why do you do a market research?

2026-08-22 19:25:06

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