pu7pl3:
Gofwane you and real madrid made my night

TheManOfTheYear:
Ladies and Gentlemen.. do not listen to all of them stating "weed is good" and then afterwards you start thinking of trying it out of curiousity...

You might never be sane again to tell the story.
Curiousity, they say kills the cat.

Say no to drugs.
Engage more in sports for your recreation

emperormossad:
Who should I use for sacrifice Ronaldo or Benzema?

Diffident:
waiting.....

pu7pl3:



None

emperormossad:
The gods are angry. They need to be appeased.

pu7pl3:



Everybody is using lukaku use him too na

Gofwane:
All this ghost readers that are just viewing without commenting

Anyways, i have my very tight friends that have been encouraging me to carry on.

The next update is dedicated to you all : Joislim, Johnsyn, pu7pl3, mikefem58, IamHeWrites, Oyindidi, Augustap, khia, danelo and the rest too numerous to mention. Nice one bro...continue please






Typing............

nnamdiosu:
OP I love your write up. But I'm noticing something. Forgive me if I'm wrong but....I'm detecting a change in your style of writing. Your story doesn't seem original or genuine. The earlier accounts....esp going to the babalawo looks real...but the story you're writing after the death of gab looks more fabricated. P

Please don't be angry o....criticism makes one better. Thanks bro

nnamdiosu:
OP I love your write up. But I'm noticing something. Forgive me if I'm wrong but....I'm detecting a change in your style of writing. Your story doesn't seem original or genuine. The earlier accounts....esp going to the babalawo looks real...but the story you're writing after the death of gab looks more fabricated. P

Please don't be angry o....criticism makes one better. Thanks bro

Danelo:
chairman tell us ur own fabricated story na

Gofwane:
Contd..... our way to mezie's house, we met Austin and Peter and they joined us. We met mezie alone at home Watching movie. We showed him the surprise package and he was soooooo excited than the rest of us.
We decided to go to a primary school sine schools were on holidays, but mezie was against the idea

Mezie: Abeg no need for us to stress ourselves like that. Let's go to my backyard there is a farm there which we can conveniently sit and enjoy ourselves. I do go there sometimes to smoke cigarette.

And so, we all agreed to go there. On getting there, we all sat on the ground ready to roll.

Sule: so na who sabi how to roll this thing?

But none of us knew how to roll.

Sule: since nobody know how to roll, everybody should serve himself

He brought out the weed which was in a 'pure water' nylon. But there was a problem, no Ritzla!! Mezie quickly ran inside the house and came back with his little brother's drawing book. So everyone dipped their hands inside the nylon and fetch what they think will satisfy them and tried to roll it the best way we can.

But we all noticed that mezie fetched almost twice of what the rest of us fetched.

Me: guy, why you greedy like this?

Mezie: wetin consine you? Shebi na serve yourself

Peter: are you sure you can finish this thing wey you fetch?

Austin: Abeg make una free the guy Jhoor

And so everyone focused on the task ahead. We all light our weed and begin to smoke in silence.

Mezie: oboy, na so the thing be self I no dey feel any high at all.

Sule: wait for some minutes first.

But mezie just keep inhaling it more deeply to the extent that his own weed that was bigger than ours finished first. The mofo waisted no time in rolling another one.

By this time, i have begun to feel the effect of the weed. I turned to look at sule to see how he is doing. Oboyye, his eyes were red like fire to the extent i burst out laughing

Sule: why you dey laugh?

Me: (trying hard to stop laughing but couldn't) your eyes are red like tomatoes

Sule: na him make you dey laugh? If you don't know, your own eyes look like winch wey just finish to suckk blood.

On hearing that, Austin and Peter burst out laughing . And that was how we kept looking at each others eyes and continue laughing except mezie. We were trying hard to stop laughing but we couldn't.

Mezie: (still smoking his second joint) this boys, una don dey craze wallahi. Na so una brain light


But for where, non of us stopped laughing

Mezie: (maintaining his serious look cos nothing seems funny to him) we ibos have a very strong brain.

But as he opened his mouth to say something, his mouth froze open. You could easily see that he was struggling to close his mouth. To Make matters worse, he began to nod his head as if someone was using sledge hammer to hit his head.

On noticing what was happening to him, we suddenly stopped laughing this is not funny

Mezie: (using his last energy he finally closed his mouth and scream at the top of his voice) run! I said, make una run o. They are coming!!!

With that, mezie bolted away with the speed of light. Seeing him run like that, we also did the same thing and ran into mezie house. On getting inside, we saw him cleaning his nakedd body with a towel.

Me: why did you removed your clothes and why are you drying yourself with towel?

Mezie: just before we run from that place, I saw devil at a distance. He was waving to me then suddenly blood begin to rain from the sky thats why I am drying myself with towel.

On hearing that, we all burst out laughing very hard. With that, i saw myself walking home without slippers on my legs. I got home and fortunately for me there was nobody at home to see the way i came back. I went straight to my room and slept without knowledge of how my other friends were.

Unfortunately, the next day, i got to know that mezie was admitted to a psychiatric ward. The gist was that his mum came back from the market and found him nakedd behaving strangely. But there was no mention of our names

To be contd.....

OMG You've killed me. You just reminded me of the first day I did this stuff.

mikefem58:
Gofwane we are patiently waiting...

kayjay007:
Following....thumbs up Gofwane

Stephenfowoyo:
Gofwane wee you nor continue thee story again?

nnamdiosu:
OP I love your write up. But I'm noticing something. Forgive me if I'm wrong but....I'm detecting a change in your style of writing. Your story doesn't seem original or genuine. The earlier accounts....esp going to the babalawo looks real...but the story you're writing after the death of gab looks more fabricated. P

Please don't be angry o....criticism makes one better. Thanks bro