OP if you observe I have been following to the recent...
sha keep the vibe going
ur dah boss!

More!!!!!

Baba call me when next you update. i dey follow bumpa to bumpa

Oh my, this story is captivating

Uniquejames:
OP if you observe I have been following to the recent...

sha keep the vibe going

ur dah boss!

you no need tell me boss, nah your encouraging mentions dey hype me to carry on

Last update was lit!! Carry on boss

sheikshegetto:
sure thing bruh...i go mention you if i continue tomorrow as i dey rush home now, cos of today's premier league fixtures...cheers.

guy why u no mention me when you update na no try am next time ooo mention me for your next update ooo

d1ckr0man:

guy why u no mention me when you update na no try am next time ooo mention me for your next update ooo

lool....no vex bro, if i forget next time make i delete everything

sheikshegetto:
lool....no vex bro, if i forget next time make i delete everything

Lolzzzzz

sheikshegetto:
lool....no vex bro, if i forget next time make i delete everything

Not only him abegi.

HelenBee:
Not only him abegi.

Aya mi owon...

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
Aya mi owon...

Eni Atata mi

I'm a fan but not happy you're trying to take advantage of Priscilla

Joislim:
I'm a fan but not happy you're trying to take advantage of Priscilla

no, he should have taken advantage of you
Fan ko, Ac ni

OP fire on!!!

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started reading this today and I must say I'm amazed. you got me laughing out loud, my hubby taught I catch some flu or something.

sheikshegetto:
lool....no vex bro, if i forget next time make i delete everything

no worry i go just leave you for this one but next time i go just

HelenBee:
Eni Atata mi

Bawo ni iyun mi loni? Shey ire ni?

OluwabuqqyYOLO:

Bawo ni iyun mi loni? Shey ire ni?

Daada ni mowa ife, Iwo nko? Shey alaafia ni?

HelenBee:
Daada ni mowa ife, Iwo nko? Shey alaafia ni?

Beni, eji mi, alayanfe emi nikan soso. Happy weekend.

Uyiii:

no, he should have taken advantage of you
Fan ko, Ac ni

Hahahhaha, u harsh ooo

no more update

Kaymercury:
no more update

tomorrow sir

Joislim:
I'm a fan but not happy you're trying to take advantage of Priscilla

But it was fair for Omotola to take advantage of him right?

You ladies should know it's a war between the male and the female folks! ...and in wars there's nothing like been innocent.

enonche85:


But it was fair for Omotola to take advantage of him right?

You ladies should know it's a war between the male and the female folks! ...and in wars there's nothing like been innocent.

Not fair at all

I don't support human beings taking advantage of one another but then, these things happen

Uniquejames AyoSammyTunde dickroman helenbee rockeyo uyiii joislim enonche85

I breezed through the week absent minded, I know some of y’all be like, oh no not Priscilla, and I wished I could write something positive like I got jumped by Jehovah’s witnesses and my life was renewed, or something karmatic like okada jam me break my leg, drained the bad juice from my life. And thus Priscilla was saved from my machinations.
Sorry to disappoint…nothings changed.

Roll on to Sunday, I had spent the week getting pestered to the point of committing suicide by lati’s persistent frets.

Lati: guy hear dis joke gimme honest opinion weda e funny abi e no funny……(delivers joke.)

Ha-ha guy you try you try

Lati: forget say I be your padi, your laff too oversabi jor, you no fit help me win this competition with this attitude.

Okay you want true opinion abi

Lati: yes o don’t hold back

That joke sucks, if my late gran papa hear am for hin burial, e go comot coffin seize mic from your hand.

Lati: God punish your local govt, idiot…help me gauge joke nah I ask you for, no discourage me

Hahaha Come o…no be you talk say you want honest opinion ni

Lati: gerrout jor, motola’s puppy

Low blow dude! Not funny

Sunday evening, I met Priscilla at the event entrance, I could remember gaping at her in astonishment when she stalked over to meet me. She was dressed in a casual jean and tee shirt, purposely short enough for her tall frame to expose her flat tommy and belly button.
She was as stunning as a runway model, prior to that moment I could simply blame this to my short sightedness and cos omotola took away most of my attention, and partly because Priscilla’s chosen wardrobe had always been loose unattractive clothing that mostly hid her curves, and gave her the impression of a broomstick.

“You look stunning.” I said truthfully as she bashfully murmured her thanks. offering her my hand, I led her into the already filled hall. I held on to her hand as I shouldered a path for her through the bustle of bodies to find a sit, a subtle act of endearment there, ladies love the hand holding shenanigans. passes all kind of message like, she’s mine to protect, back off. saves a lot where talking is needed.

P.s do not try it on random passerby or ladies you don’t really connect with, it won’t end well; you either get slapped or called a perv.

Different kind of folks get drawn to comedy shows.

The fun raisers, they’re just present to spend a sliver of their time laughing away and enjoy themselves at the same time, they are the normal ones.

The sad spots, these ones have a problem. Financial, spiritual, emotional…they needed a bit of laugh to forget for a little while.

The rigid grims, this ones, no hope dey for them…their jolly nerve ending are dead and buried. You see them in comedy videos stone face and impassive while others are spilling their guts with laughter. Why bother come at all I always say.

And lastly the spoilsports, now these ones are the worst. They are party-poopers and preys mostly on comedians. They booed and hooted at every joke and acted bored to feel good about their miserable selves, you know our lives suck, why not frustrate others in return. They are upcoming comedians stuff of nightmares and have ruined careers faster than they grow. And that night they were out in droves like vultures to the stink of a rotten carcass.

We managed to find a sit with a close enough view of the stage behind some loud mouthed group of tough looking guys swinging alcohols from plastic bottles. “Party-poopers,” I mused “today is going to be interesting.”

The event host got the show on the road as he announced the first unfortunate performer, a nervous looking slim dude. I was right all along as he tough guys quickly smelt weakness and went in for the kill.

“good evening ladies and gentlemen, how una dey?”

“what’s so good about the evening.” One of the tough guys hollered back as the audience laughed. From that moment, the poor guy unraveled as he rushed through his jokes, and was quickly booed off the stage.

-see as he slim like stock fish

-better find another calling guy cos comedy no be your way

-as you kukuma resemble fishing rod, go back you village go fish.

They hurled abuses as they roared with laughter causing quite a stir as the event manager tried desperately to bring things back into control.

“That was not very nice, if you think you’re funny why not go up there with your big mouths.”

Alakoba Priscilla commented loudly enough for the guys to hear.
I almost denied her on the spot, as the guys turned around to glare at us.

“fine girl you dey talk to us? Their ringleader drawled.

I was about uttering a quick apology but was abruptly cut off by pricislla as she glared back undaunted at the them.

“you heard me the first time, go up there if you got what it takes to be in the spot light, rather than hide in the crowd feeling vain about yourselves.”

For my mind, I don dey calculate the probability of succeeding if I hurl priscilla on my shoulders and race out the hall before they can catch us, or leave her to her own device by saving my own skin. As per honor nah if it all comes to blow, everybody expects me to defend her without bothering about who started the fight in the first place and the odds of me surviving against 4 rough looking guys was slim.

I chuckled rather nervously to ease the tensed air, as they all frowned bemused, i guess Priscilla's use of english was way complicated for their brain to decide whether they were being insulted or not.

Their ring-leader instead choose to ignore her as he turned to adress me. "Guyman control your babe." they then shifted their attention back to the stage.

Priscilla bristled at this and would have released another barrage of insults had i not quickly calmed her down by placing a hand on hers. "It's not worth it, i pleaded

It was soon time for lati to be announced and he swaggered in as Priscilla and i rose up to holler and applause in encouragement, he began to do his thing as he soon got the crowd swaying with laughter.
Things might have ended well had the big bad boys held their peace but they soon became restless and began to interuppt lati's session with hoots and boos.
This annoyed lati and he swiftly retaliated by using them as butts of his jokes causing quite an uproar of laughter at their expense.

Being at the receiving end of the lash they had been serving out did not go down well with the boys as a used plastic bottle was thrown at lati with so much precision that he was smacked soundly between his eyes.
In outrage, he retaliated by hurling back his mic and ring-leaders cap went askew as the projectile located his big head.

Then all hell broke loose as his gang began to beat up everyone, some group of guys retaliated and it began to rain projectiles as bottles, shoes and chairs were exchanged

I quickly grab hold of Priscilla's hand as we joined the panicky crowd rushing towards the exit

We managed to escape unscath as the fights took to the streets and then escalated into a full blown royal rumble.

Flushed and panting, we raced for my place and locked ourselves in.

“I hope lati is going to be alright” Priscilla was concerned.

“Don’t worry about him, he’s gotten himself out of situations worse than this.” I said and burst into laughter, she soon joined as we both collapsed on the rug giggling uncontrollably.

“that was unbelievable, been a while since I had this so much fun, thank you.” Her smile made my stomach churn as I struggled to conjure a reply.

I tried not to look into her eyes in case I fell into them, I choose her neck as pinpoint instead and instantly regretted it, the sweat from all our running was sleek on her glossy skin as my eyes dreamily followed a sweat stream down towards her heaving bosom, then I realise there was no turning back from this once i was commited.

I then tried to resist, redeem my raging conscience for a final time, she had least deserved that.

“Priscilla”. I started, taking my eyes off her cleavage to talk to her. But everything I had wanted to say was lost as I saw her eyes, glassy and half lidded with desire. Like she was also fighting her own personal war to which she had just lost.

“No regrets” was all her husky voice could manage before she crushed her lips into mine.

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