Ishilove: For real? So what has bottom belle dress have to do with my narrative? !?

Listen to the Omawunmi remix of the song and i promise all that is hidden will become revealed.

kay9:
''69''? Why do i feel like u said that delibrately? Out of the abundance of the heart...

U were missing d 6 na! Na crime to customise ur username ni? Abeg enjoy d swagga touch joor!

Chairman ke? Oh gal, u sure u complete comot for Wasimi? Hmmmm.... Blood money o! Apparently d left brweast na pounds, right na dollars.

Idowuogbo:
U were missing d 6 na! Na crime to customise ur username ni?

Yes it is! If this were the u.s, i'd have sued your remixing a$$ to court and won a million dollars...
I want to go to obodo-oyibo

kay9:
Yes it is! If this were the u.s, i'd have sued your remixing a$$ to court and won a million dollars...
I want to go to obodo-oyibo

Hehehe! U better stay in Abule egba and chop bush meat. In obodo oyinbo u fit go jail for killing rabbit ya no! I love Africa mehn.. No rules!

^^ehnn... where abule egba dey sef? I hear say rabbit no dey sweet, na true? Hey Ishi, did they have rabbit meat in Wasami..?

P.s: i dunno, for some reason ''wasami'' makes me remember words like 'kimosabe' and 'wasabi-burger' ... Is that weird?

FXKing2012:

What?

Ishilove: For real? So what has bottom belle dress have to do with my narrative? !?

its suggestive

Lol!
Kay9 and Idowu, you two are clowns

FYi, Chairman was after something else, but I will get to that later. I dey a bit busy

kay9, its 'wasIMI' . What is wrong with you sef who invited you?

FXKing2012: Waooo. . .so my darling is a great writer.

Ishilove:
O FX. . .

oh nooo....

BoboYekini: kay9, its 'wasIMI' . What is wrong with you sef who invited you?

Okayyy... Wisimi ba? Wont 4get again.

Ishi continue d tori abeg, dont mind d likkle boy tryin to teach his papa how to spell.

BoboYekini: oh nooo....

Lmao!!! What?

Ishi, d suspense is killing na! Which levels? I go pack my Nepa pole comot for dis dada o! Haba! Dalu na!

Idowuogbo: Ishi, d suspense is killing na! Which levels? I go pack my Nepa pole comot for dis dada o! Haba! Dalu na!

O Idowu i'm sorry,abeg no pack o. I've been busy since morning and as i type this I dey inside Oshodi bus. Afta dis bus na to fly bike enta Alausa.

Huzzling tinz.

@kay9,Once i get back to my palace in VGC I go finish am. Abeg no vex.

D tori sef dey hungry me to yarn. Patience,sil vous plait

mtcheew

BoboYekini: mtcheew

Why are you 'mtchewing?'

Ishilove:
Why are you 'mtchewing?'

dunno continue with the story...

Ishilove:
You had fun,ba? Good for you.

I'm a reserved person so I didn't exactly have 'fun'. Those who could have given me fun experiences, corpers and civilians alike, had an unflattering fondness for my knees and waist . No thank you very much. I chose to take my chances with the Wasimi farmers, turkeys, goats and 'kotonkan'. At least these set of creatures are predictable. Well,except for the goats... Do you know that goats eat fish??!!

I made this startling discovery the day I kept two roasted 'eja Hawusa' (Hausa fish) outside. I had bought the fish in Ondo main market some days before,and since I wasn't ready to use them,I left them outside my mud hut to dry in the blazing sun. Less than ten mintes later, I came out to spread my laundry. After spreading, I was about to re-enter my hut when something stopped me.

Something seemed . . . off . . .

Standing under the hot sun, feeling hot and icky, I was still wondering what was amiss when my eyes casually fell on the tray I had placed the fish. The tray lay gleaming dully in the midday sun sans fish. Before I could stop myself, I howled "What da fucck?!!" (I usually resort to french when I'm upset). Who was the bloody thief that had stolen my fish in less than ten minutes?!? Had they been timing my movements?!? My neighbour, Mummy Nurse, attracted by my rants came to enquire what had upset her bespectacled, usually reserved, quietly intense corper neighbour. By this time my glasses lay askew on my face and I was foaming at the mouth. I know its just fish but I had had serious plans for the fish, and besides I paid good money for it, so I deserve my money's worth,right??

I reported this spectacular theft to Mummy Nurse, liberally spraying her face with spittle while I was at it. She made her investigations and it was discovered that my neighbour's nanny goat was the only creature abroad in the less than ten minutes it took for my fish to grow legs and dance off merrily into the sunset. I suddenly remembered that the goat had rigmaroled the area shortly before I came to drop the fish outside, and she had stood a little distance off, watching me as I innocently placed the fish outside.

I thought goats ate only grass! So goats eat fish!? Mummy Nurse solemnly answered in the affirmative. I was . . .embarassed. Good thing nobody was around when I was letting rip the stream of "sheeit"s and "fucck"s

I ended up eating my soup with eja Shawa

Na real 'sans fish'. I can't help but to laugh in roman figure.
Tu parle francais? Du courage!
J'aime ton l'histoire!

avicky:
Na real 'sans fish'. I can't help but to laugh in roman figure.
Tu parle francais? Du courage!
J'aime ton l'histoire!

I dey parle the francais small small sha.

Thanks

Ishilove:
I dey parle the francais small small sha.

Thanks

what did chairman do?

BoboYekini: what did chairman do?

I'm on working on it

Derailers

Efemena_xy: Derailers

Lol! But it's quite fun.

"Goodday sir,Akure sir", I said woodenly to Chairman as he looked up inquiringly at me. When us corpers were asking for lifts, we went straight to the point. Chairman graciously opened the door despite my stony countenance and I got in. I didn't care if my demeanout put him off, I just wanted to get the hell out Wasimi, take a gaddem break before I found myself in "the market", as my brothers would put it.

Wasimi is about twenty-five minutes from Akure, and I was determined to maintain a stony silence till I got to my destination, because my nocturnal adventure had left a sour taste in my mouth in addition to leaving me with a bruised lip and aching shoulders. Chairman tried to put me at ease, regaling me with tales from his own youth service days. Chairman served in '73 or 75 (can't recall now). He said during his days, the government transported the prospective corp members from their home states by flight! After service, they were given car loans and civil service appointments. On hearing this unbelievable tale, I gradually forgot my troubles and started to relax.

Chairman was the inaugral local government chairman of Efon local government area where I served. I really don't know I'd I should be mentioning this. . .

Anyhow!

According to him, he and his cronies lobbied with the then military government for the creation of Efon Local government out of Ondo west,and as a result of his efforts, he was popularly elected into office during the 1999 elections, making him the pioneer chairman of Efon LGA.

While he was talking, I was wondering why his car was so modest considering the nature of Nigerian politicians. I then concluded that either he was lying, he was seriously 'coding', or he belonged to the almost non-existent class of honest Nigerian politicians.

During that short journey, he gave me a lot of scandalous and vexing inside scoop on the inner workings of Nigerian politics in general and Ondo politics in particular. I would have been greatly incensed at what I was hearing if I gave a flying fucck about politics, but since I don't give TWO flying fuccks about politics, I simply "oohed" and "harrumped" about the deplorable state of the nation and enjoyed the passing scenery.

I noticed that Chairman alternated his attention between the road and my face. People say I have a 'interesting' looking face,so I put his stares down to curiousity.

When I told him where I was headed, he offered to drive me beyond Akure, right to Owo garage where I could get a vehicle going to Ikare at a cheaper rate. Such a nice man. . .

When we got to Akure, he couldn't remember the route so we rigmaroled town a bit before we were finally able to locate Owo garage. Even when we got to the garage, he made sure I boarded a vehicle before he finally drove off, but not after collecting my number and promising to check up on me to know if I had gotten to my destination safely.

Such a nice man. . .

In a much lighter mood, I made my way to Ikare where I spent a most relaxing weekend with my friend. We stayed indoors like two old retirees, gisting, taking leisurely strolls and catching up on old times. A refreshing weekend in civilisation

Back in Wasimi three days later, on a Wednesday morning to be precise, my phone rang and surprise surprise, who do we have here?, Chairman! I was surprised because he hadn't called as he had promised and I had forgotten him as soon as I landed in Ikare-Akoko. He enquired after weekend vacation, my well being and the state of affairs in Wasimi. I responded in the positive to all his enquiries. He asked if I was free later in the afternoon,to which I also responded in the positive. He reminded me of his promise to take me out to savour the sights and sounds of ancient Ondo town, to which I, beginning to feel weighed down again, took him up on it. We agreed on a spot where he would pick me up and he rang off.

Glad that I would be having a change of environment so soon after my weekend trip, I looked forward to noonday. When it was time, I primped myself up for the outing, feeling light and gay. "Yes", rejoiced I within me,"another outing!". It was that bad. For a simple sight-seeing tour with an elderly gentleman to excite me that much just shows how starved I was for a change of scenery

With the sun shining brightly on my back,the gentle breeze subtly kissing my face, I walked jauntily past some youths who had gathered to watch a world cup match in front of the store next to my living quarters. I walked to the agreed spot and waited for Chairman to come pick me. I didn't have to wait long before chairman drove up. I walked up to the vehicle, got in, greeted my bushy browed, kindly faced elderly tour guide and settled down to enjoy the ride. Chairman put the vehicle in gear and drove off. Into a most unpleasantly memorable afternoon for the both of us


I will continue my tale after I have massaged my fingers, they cramp painfully

Double post

haha chairman buy ishi bottom belle, coolu her heart ee

BoboYekini: haha chairman buy ishi bottom belle, coolu her heart ee

I don't know what you are talking about

Ishilove:
I don't know what you are talking about

lol, chairman should have brought you a gift, would have melted your heart to a tepid, more agreeable state