each and every night i have a routine of going to beat hell out of our dog for going to the kitchen and trying to help herself
this happens all night... my room is close to the kitchen; and each time the dog goes in it must kick down dishes making lot of noise which really disturbs me... and i will be like... "thats my call"
then i get a slippers and go beat hell outa her...

one night i was there my own tin. enjoying joke update from ofego on nairaland and listening to Adele: someone like you.
na it this dog come start him orlonga work gain.. was really making noise with plates in the kitchen...
and again that was my call... i took my strong sandal that the sole was made with tire...i go kill that idiot dog today..

immediately i stood up nepa took the light but that dint stop me nor the dog.. i proceeded in darknes to the kitchen and followed the direcction of the noise.... whoop! whim! ghoose! wham! gbim! .................

stewpid dog! animal! i said to maself.



two minute later am outta the kitchen.. and ooops!!! ma dog was lying ryt outside the kitchen. she neva was in the kitchen but i was damn sure i beat hell outta somthing.. then what the Bleep was it. i dint finish the thought and then whoooop! gbaaaaaaam! Gbim gbidim! kpam kpi kpo!...


now am in the hospital

i took a selfie
this is me now

and i guess da was ma dad

sorry