Ishilove:
Y'all don't know how difficult and time consuming updating a story is. Try it for a week, especially if you have a time consuming job, and come back and testify. The creative process in itself is energy sapping so y'all should cut him some slack.

see ishilove defending flow,wonders shall never end,its a sign of good omen anyways or am I missing sumtin?But I tink I understand ur point Ishibabe,Flow u are 4givn but dnt ever abandon ur primary job again for dat long,hope u knw wat ur primary job is?i.e updating frequently nd not jst commenting.

ewoooo!!! i yaff laff tire. kip it up

Ishilove: Mr Flow, your immaturity and arrogance is making me wonder why I even bothered quoting your response. I'm done with you because it is obvious advice is wasted on you

madam this goes a long way to tell us that u r totally fake.you did not say anything about the originator or this problem and u call flow arrogant.am your fan but flow is the boom.you said you haven't read flow work.that's too bad just because he has alot of fans more than.nwanne flow forgive them,if you be barca u r messi,if you be realmadrid u be cr7,if you be man u u r sir alex ferguson.

flow1759:

you are right, e get one corner wey dey close to him house, na for that corner men dey stay weed that time.

Wooooooooow!!! So this is actually a true life story You are indeed a brilliant writer.

dandollaz:
madam this goes a long way to tell us that u r totally fake.you did not say anything about the originator or this problem and u call flow arrogant.am your fan but flow is the boom.you said you haven't read flow work.that's too bad just because he has alot of fans more than.nwanne flow forgive them,if you be barca u r messi,if you be realmadrid u be cr7,if you be man u u r sir alex ferguson.

Wia dis one comot 4rm? Ishi and flow don enta registry last week saturday, u dey here dey vex ontop natin. Make i break wetin happen down 4 u as per flow PA.

1. Ishilove dey crush on flow.
2. She don dey try catch flow attention since, buh flow no look her syd.
3. She come reason am say: "the kingdom of God suffereth violence and the violence taketh it by force".
4. No 3 don explain why she bribe one terrorist lyk dat come attack flow "mildly"(see english).
5. Before u go fit shout: it's a goal, flow fall under attack o.
6. The remaining story na top secret as na unto PM tinz.

The bottom line be say ishi don hook flow 4 court.

Morals of the story: "The end justifies the means".
#case dismissed#.
NB: I'm sorry for violation of rules no 21. I hope u will found it pertinental and temperemental to forgave me. Thanx in anticipation of no banning. Even if u did sef, flow will help me begged, it's not priding, it's just that i trust my boss. God bless.
Yours in christ
gentleman

I'd be right back.

"gbooooooaaaaaaar!!" One of the hefty guys smashed a bottle on the floor making my heartbeat read 20beats per second.

The bus conductor quickly dipped the bunch of money he held into his pocket, and he attacked Brainbox.

Bigie attacked one of the guys with the bottle. Lucky enough, the person he attacked was with a bottle that had not been broken.

"gboooooooaaaaaar!!" Another guy smashed the bottle he held making my heartbeat read 30beats per second. And that was the guy i was supposed to attack.

In Taekwondo martial Art, we were taught by our Sabonim that if we want to disarm a person with a weapon, we should sway to different directions swiftly, that if we notice the person's vision becomes unsteady, we could easily collect the weapon, smartly though.

In Pidgin to sway that way is called "Turn-turn corner, Aeroplane corner".

That was what i started doing and it seemed it was working. I did that keeping my guard.

"come fight na, you dey fear?" The guy said.

"you come na, you dey fear?" I replied.

The more he came closer to me, the more i swayed to different directions of the ring.

Ring i said because our Sabonim once told us that we should assume every fighting spot as a Ring.

The theory of the Great Mohammed Ali in his vibrant years was; "if you don't come to me, i will not come to you, but if you come to me, i will sting you". I was waiting for him to come and recieve a sting.

Ali's famous cliche goes; "I Float like a Butterfly and sting like a Bee". That was exactly what i did, or rather in my case, "I Flow like a Butterfly and sting like a Bee".

So i stung him like a Bee with a punch to his chin, that was after i had kicked the bottle off his hand.

I lost focus in the fight and it almost cost me a serious dental harm.

Omoh mehn! The guy let out a punch to my mouth, that i thought i had lost my 32 teeth.

The next punch came to my right eye that i saw birds flew round my head.

That punch brought me back to seriousness, that i in all seriousness replied him.

I continued with my swaying trick, and my next target was his d'ick. In a movie i watched, one of actors said and i quote; "Don't go for the Jugular, go for the D'ick".

I sent a punch to his Solar plexus and continued swaying and shuffling. He sent one that couldn't get me.

I was so focused on my target that i never saw him sent a heavy punch to my chest. It was as if a 50kg bag of Rice landed on my chest. My Heart unplugged from it's axis. I heard something p'umping in my stomach.

"abi my heart don fall for my belle?" I asked myself.

That punch weakened me so much that instead of swaying and shuffling, i started dancing Tango.


Just when i was about retaliating by kicking his d'ick hard, the fight stopped.

How did it stop? You would ask.

I saw Man tapped the guy i was fighting on the head saying, "oya begin to dey dance". The guy abruptly stopped fighting and started dancing.

I turned to see the other guys dancing also.

"wetin dey happen here na?" I inquired. "dem dey dance na, i don Jaz them" Man replied.

It now dawned on me that Man was at it again with his magic. The ever fetish Man.

I almost laughed at the Atilogu dance steps the guys were displaying.


If a Leopard could change it's spot, then Brainbox would definately change. He hurriedly searched the pockets of the dancing clowns and collected their phones and other valuables, including the bunch of money in the Bus conductor's pocket.

"when them go stop to dey dance sef?" Bigie inquired. "na in Five minutes time, make we dey go before them go get themself back" Man informed.


As we walked through the scary bush path that connected Mechanic Village and Nekede, "that guy wound me for my neck with that bottle oh" Bigie complained and i noticed the colar of his shirt had blood stains.

"when we reach house you go put Nchanwu for the wound" Man said.

Nchanwu is the name the Ibos call a scent plant that the leaves are used to spicen up Pepper soup, it has a very strong healing power for wounds, that is of course if the user would bear the pains it comes along with. I think the Yorubas call it Efinrin(am not sure, Yoruba people i get am?).


"Man how you take make those guys begin dance sef" I curiously asked. "na dis ring wey dey my hand i use" Man replied showing us a glittering silver ring in his right thumb.

It instantly dawned on me that that ring was the secret behind his magic powers.

I promised myself never to fight Man no matter what, even if he punches me first, i wouldn't retaliate. Because i might end up not dancing Salsa but Galala.

Flow baba u go kill person oo

Firstgentleman1: Wia dis one comot 4rm? Ishi and flow don enta registry last week saturday, u dey here dey vex ontop natin. Make i break wetin happen down 4 u as per flow PA.

1. Ishilove dey crush on flow.
2. She don dey try catch flow attention since, buh flow no look her syd.
3. She come reason am say: "the kingdom of God suffereth violence and the violence taketh it by force".
4. No 3 don explain why she bribe one terrorist lyk dat come attack flow "mildly"(see english).
5. Before u go fit shout: it's a goal, flow fall under attack o.
6. The remaining story na top secret as na unto PM tinz.

The bottom line be say ishi don hook flow 4 court.

Morals of the story: "The end justifies the means".
#case dismissed#.
NB: I'm sorry for violation of rules no 21. I hope u will found it pertinental and temperemental to forgave me. Thanx in anticipation of no banning. Even if u did sef, flow will help me begged, it's not priding, it's just that i trust my boss. God bless.
Yours in christ
gentleman

where did you get the above information from?

Abi you dey work for Google?

Flow can't just stop laughing. So as big as "Bigie" is, he cannot fight? That's the reason I m always laughing at fat people cos they don't normally have strength to carry themselves in times of trouble. Give me more update abeg.

adavetee: Flow can't just stop laughing. So as big as "Bigie" is, he cannot fight? That's the reason I m always laughing at fat people cos they don't normally have strength to carry themselves in times of trouble. Give me more update abeg.

If him no sabi fight but him sabi thief na.

BTW Yorubas una never answer my question oh.

Flowlike a butterfly and sting like a bee........ you are too much.
Your originality makes so much sense

@ Flow,
Yes,it's called "efinrin"

geogino: Flowlike a butterfly and sting like a bee........ you are too much.
Your originality makes so much sense

Thank you. You too Mucher. Infact, you too Muchest.

Lmao...what a hilarious piece...me so much enjoying this...flow..keep d flow on...but why u no leave bottle for one of Dem head before Una leave them?

I dey laff for public bus dat pple tot am runnin mad..d funi aspect was dat weneva i looked at d face of d pple around me,i would burst into anoda round of laughter makin oda pple laugh also
.
Oga flow,u are d best,i swear
u go give us triple update tonight oo,cos chelsea go lift d europa cup.

flow1759:

If him no sabi fight but him sabi thief na.

BTW Yorubas una never answer my question oh.

Oga flow, 'efinrin' noni nau

lol @ Oya begin to dey dance
that line is funny

ehen oga flow i dunmo from my axis...more strength to ur finger nerves...u dey enter class wella, u be current guy..

Mehn this is one hell of a story. I just can't stop laughing. Carry on Flow. You are just too much not to flooooooow!!!

Flow u get am nah efirin, JAZZ+MAN=JAZZMAN

Flow, I can't breath...I'm laughing so hard...you will kill me yet!

OOPS! spelled BREATHE wrong...sorry

We got home and Brainbox gave the money and phones he collected from the pockets of the dancing clowns to Bigie. Informing him that we would share our loots the next day, as well as the money we changed.

We entered the room to meet everybody, except Tega.

"i have brought my own money for the business we want to embark on, i have given it to Baba jay" Pkc informed. That was really good news. We were going on the right track.


We ate, chatted for a while and sleep came.

Since the rain had stopped, the atmosphere was cold.

Legend has it that one sleeps better in cold weather. So i slept like a bady tranquil in the bed.


In the middle of the night, my phone rang. I looked and saw "Nas" as the caller. Initially, i thought it was the American rapper Nas, maybe it was because I was awake but left my brain asleep.

"why Nas dey call me na?" I muttered and mistakenly pressed the "end" button instead of the "accept" button. And the connectivity went off.

I fumbled as i switched off the phone. And i promised myself i would call him first thing in the morning. Not the American rapper Nas, but my friend and course mate Nas.

Sleep flew away like a bird, and i couldn't catch it.

What kept me company was the Orchestra of snoring made by my friends. Baba jay was playing the Violin, Man was playing the Flute, while Pkc was playing the Keyboard.

Just when i thought Brainbox wasn't part of the Orchestra, he snarled.

Two minutes later, he snarled again to scare the living daylight off me, that i thought i had slept by the side of a Dog.

He snarled again, this time he stood up heading towards the toilet.

"Brainbox na you be that?" I inquired.

"no be me, na my spirit" He replied. The "spirit" i heard sent cold shivers down my spinal cord, because Brainbox really looked "spiritual" with his white cloth.


The next thing i heard was a heavy b'ang at the door.

"open this door" I heard a voice yelled from outside. I thought the MOPOs were back for a Season 2.

Brainbox ran out of the toilet and whispered to me, "who be that?". "na MOPO oh, them don come again oh" I replied.


"Flow open this door" The voice yelled b'anging the door harder.

"Flow na your name them call na, go open the door for them" Brainbox whispered.

"i no be Flow, Flow no be my name" I replied.

I and Brainbox stampeded in the dark room.

We stampeded to the extent that we were practically hugging each other.


"Flow! Brainbox!! Man!!! Make una come open door for me na" I heard the voice called.

That was when it dawned on me that the person outside was Tega and not a MOPO. Because a MOPO wouldn't mention the names of three of us, unless of course that MOPO was Ade.


I went to open the door and Tega asked, "why you dey fear to come open door na?".

"i think say na MOPO na" I replied.

As Tega laughed at me loudly, i percieved that he was drunk. S'kunk drunk.

Not just him, but Opopo and Lydia also. They were all drunk.

"where una dey come from na?" I inquired.

"we go drink oh, as we dey come back naso Vigilante stop us oh, we beg tayah but them no gree leave us, them come give us broom make we sweep main road" Tega narrated.

"Flow darling!!" Lydia placed her hand on my chest. "mumu girl, Men dey drink, you wey be woman dey drink sef, comot your hand for my chest jor" I nearly said, and i removed her monster-like hand from my chest.


Tega went straight to lie on the floor, Lydia joined him.

But before Brainbox could take his position by my side, Opopo was already there. Brainbox had no choice but to manage the floor.

The smelling S'kunk air that Opopo breathe out instead of it to chase sleep far from me, it fetched me sleep.

I dreamt i was eating Suya.

Maybe it was the Suya i ate at Ama Hausa earlier that chased me to dreamland. Or maybe not.


Someone tapped me to daybreak, and i heard, "mumu Boy, you just dey chop Opopo vomit", It was Man.

I opened my eyes wide to see that Opopo had thrown up close to my face.

And i realized the Suya i was eating in the dream were the b'alls of Eba Opopo threw up.

bahahahahahahah! You almost killed me for sure this time Flow. You make my day! Keep it flowing. You are the one I check every day when I get home from work. You are my stress reliever at the end of the day. Thank you.

texanomaly: bahahahahahahah! You almost killed me for sure this time Flow. You make my day! Keep it flowing. You are the one I check every day when I get home from work. You are my stress reliever at the end of the day. Thank you.

Am happy you love it.

BTW you no dey sleep?

I dedicate this "Late night" update to all Chelsea fans.

I painstakingly murdered sleep just for you guys.

BTW una mate dey win better thing, una dey win ordinary Europa cup.

LOLz. It is only 6:23 pm here in America

btw...thanks for staying up...I always get on here when everyone is asleep in NL. I am at work when you poste. Honestly, I sneak on the computer and check for updates at work sometimes. Shhh...don't tell

texanomaly: OOPS! spelled BREATHE wrong...sorry

Na wao, u could ve made d correction on d initial post na. Besides I thought there was a word called "spelt".

Spelt and spelled are both in the dictionary. In America, which word you use, depends on where you are from, and your level of education. Both can be appropriate.