opeano: flow, pls, dis story should nt end. Once d tru story end, add fables. We no mind, No, I mean ;I no mind.

flow1759: Two months later.


Big boys cutz became very lucrative, fetching us more money. From the weekly pay i collected as my share, i was able to pay all my debts in school. And i was able to drink atleast a bottle of Udeme every evening.

Not only that, smiling in my bank account was 150k that i had saved from the profit i made from Tupaco and Kpatalico conglomerate.

As for Tupacokpatalico, what was suppose to be a take home pay most times is exhausted before i get home. Sometimes i wondered whether Madam Ifeoma always "jazzed" our pay, that we couldn't give account of a sensible thing we used the money for.

Whether she jazzed it or not, was none of my business, atleast i was able to buy myself good clothes and shoes with the money, and perfumes too. Aboki perfumes.

Man introduced me to an "Aboki" friend of his that sold pungent smelling perfumes to us. Some smelled like Insecticide, some smelled like Fuel, while others smelled like Kerosene. That wasn't the main Issue, the main issue was the names of these perfumes. Funny names like; Story P, Pandoko, Jodo Jodo, Kula Kula, Bens, Flato, ecetera.

Of all the "designer" Aboki perfumes, i became a die hard fan of "Flato", for nothing special but because the letter "F" was the first letter. Flato smelled different from most of the Aboki perfumes in more ways than one.

While most Aboki perfumes smelled like Fuel, Flato smelled like Pesticide.

While most Aboki perfumes felt cool when sprayed on one's skin, Flato burnt like hell once it touches the skin.

And like Onion, Flato always brought out tears from my eyes.


"Flow why you dey cry na?" Brainbox asked.

"so because water dey comot for my eye nahim mean say i dey cry?" I queried.

I was really in tears, all thanks to Flato. I wasn't only in tears, i was in pains also.

"Flow why you do face like s'hit na?" Man asked.

My face looked like poo is an understatement, i was a monkey look-alike.

"how man pekin go use him money go buy wetin go dey make am cry, how man pekin go use him money go buy wetin go dey pain am for body? Nawa oh!" I cried within me. I dared not complained to Man's hearing, because i had earlier told him i so much loved how Flato smelled, that i had never seen a perfume that smelled so nicely since i was born. A Big lie it was.

"Flow na Kuli Kuli you wan go buy wey you dey spray perfume, nawa for you oh, do quick na, hungry dey wayah me" Snoop said.

"wetin concern you, na you buy the perfume for me?" I replied.

Of a truth, since i became a fan of Flato Aboki perfume, i sprayed it morning, afternoon, and night, sometimes i even sprayed it in my dream. Not only me, Man too.

But his own smelled like "Nchanwu".

Nchanwu in Ibo is the same as "Efinrin" in Yoruba and it is called "Scent leaf" in English the Lingua Sandra, i mean Lingua Francesca, Lingua Franca rather.



I bought the Kuli Kuli from the same Aboki that sold us perfumes.


"Flow where you buy this Kuli Kuli?" Snoop asked, as we started "smoking" the Garri.

Not the kind of "smoking" you know. Smoking Garri means drinking Garri.

Garri, a.k.a G4, a.k.a Cassava flakes, a.k.a Golden morn, a.k.a G-unit.


"na for Alhaji Bala place, na Man say make we dey buy Kuli Kuli there" I answered.

"why the Kuli Kuli dey taste like wetin dem piss on top na" Brainbox noticed.

I tasted it to comfirm what Brainbox was complaining of. The Kuli Kuli did not only taste like pee, it smelled like Man's Nchanwu perfume.

"the Kuli Kuli sweet jor" Man said.

"how e no go sweet? Na because na ur friend sell am for us na" I queried.

"abeg i no dey drink again jor" Brainbox left the "drinking" floor. So did Snoop.

So also did Flow, and Man was left alone munching the pee/Nchanwu Kuli Kuli and the G-unit.

"make i go open shop na, rain don stop" Snoop said.

"i dey miss Baba jay oh" He added.

Since Baba jay travelled to his village in Ohafia in Abia state, Snoop hardly opened Big boys cutz for business, he always used either that it was too sunny or it was raining as an excuse.


"guys Baba jay call me, him say him see Bigie for Ohafia" Tupac said as he entered Big boys cutz.

"Bigie dey mad oh, so na for Ohafia him go hide" Brainbox wondered.

"guy make all of us enter Ohafia go catch am na" I gave a nonesense suggestion.

If you reason what i suggested with the front side of your brain, it would be nonesense.

But if you reason it with the back of your brain, you would see the sense in the suggestion. That na if you smoke Igboh oh.

flow1759: Two months later.


Big boys cutz became very lucrative, fetching us more money. From the weekly pay i collected as my share, i was able to pay all my debts in school. And i was able to drink atleast a bottle of Udeme every evening.

Not only that, smiling in my bank account was 150k that i had saved from the profit i made from Tupaco and Kpatalico conglomerate.

As for Tupacokpatalico, what was suppose to be a take home pay most times is exhausted before i get home. Sometimes i wondered whether Madam Ifeoma always "jazzed" our pay, that we couldn't give account of a sensible thing we used the money for.

Whether she jazzed it or not, was none of my business, atleast i was able to buy myself good clothes and shoes with the money, and perfumes too. Aboki perfumes.

Man introduced me to an "Aboki" friend of his that sold pungent smelling perfumes to us. Some smelled like Insecticide, some smelled like Fuel, while others smelled like Kerosene. That wasn't the main Issue, the main issue was the names of these perfumes. Funny names like; Story P, Pandoko, Jodo Jodo, Kula Kula, Bens, Flato, ecetera.

Of all the "designer" Aboki perfumes, i became a die hard fan of "Flato", for nothing special but because the letter "F" was the first letter. Flato smelled different from most of the Aboki perfumes in more ways than one.

While most Aboki perfumes smelled like Fuel, Flato smelled like Pesticide.

While most Aboki perfumes felt cool when sprayed on one's skin, Flato burnt like hell once it touches the skin.

And like Onion, Flato always brought out tears from my eyes.


"Flow why you dey cry na?" Brainbox asked.

"so because water dey comot for my eye nahim mean say i dey cry?" I queried.

I was really in tears, all thanks to Flato. I wasn't only in tears, i was in pains also.

"Flow why you do face like s'hit na?" Man asked.

My face looked like poo is an understatement, i was a monkey look-alike.

"how man pekin go use him money go buy wetin go dey make am cry, how man pekin go use him money go buy wetin go dey pain am for body? Nawa oh!" I cried within me. I dared not complained to Man's hearing, because i had earlier told him i so much loved how Flato smelled, that i had never seen a perfume that smelled so nicely since i was born. A Big lie it was.

"Flow na Kuli Kuli you wan go buy wey you dey spray perfume, nawa for you oh, do quick na, hungry dey wayah me" Snoop said.

"wetin concern you, na you buy the perfume for me?" I replied.

Of a truth, since i became a fan of Flato Aboki perfume, i sprayed it morning, afternoon, and night, sometimes i even sprayed it in my dream. Not only me, Man too.

But his own smelled like "Nchanwu".

Nchanwu in Ibo is the same as "Efinrin" in Yoruba and it is called "Scent leaf" in English the Lingua Sandra, i mean Lingua Francesca, Lingua Franca rather.



I bought the Kuli Kuli from the same Aboki that sold us perfumes.


"Flow where you buy this Kuli Kuli?" Snoop asked, as we started "smoking" the Garri.

Not the kind of "smoking" you know. Smoking Garri means drinking Garri.

Garri, a.k.a G4, a.k.a Cassava flakes, a.k.a Golden morn, a.k.a G-unit.


"na for Alhaji Bala place, na Man say make we dey buy Kuli Kuli there" I answered.

"why the Kuli Kuli dey taste like wetin dem piss on top na" Brainbox noticed.

I tasted it to comfirm what Brainbox was complaining of. The Kuli Kuli did not only taste like pee, it smelled like Man's Nchanwu perfume.

"the Kuli Kuli sweet jor" Man said.

"how e no go sweet? Na because na ur friend sell am for us na" I queried.

"abeg i no dey drink again jor" Brainbox left the "drinking" floor. So did Snoop.

So also did Flow, and Man was left alone munching the pee/Nchanwu Kuli Kuli and the G-unit.

"make i go open shop na, rain don stop" Snoop said.

"i dey miss Baba jay oh" He added.

Since Baba jay travelled to his village in Ohafia in Abia state, Snoop hardly opened Big boys cutz for business, he always used either that it was too sunny or it was raining as an excuse.


"guys Baba jay call me, him say him see Bigie for Ohafia" Tupac said as he entered Big boys cutz.

"Bigie dey mad oh, so na for Ohafia him go hide" Brainbox wondered.

"guy make all of us enter Ohafia go catch am na" I gave a nonesense suggestion.

If you reason what i suggested with the front side of your brain, it would be nonesense.

But if you reason it with the back of your brain, you would see the sense in the suggestion. That na if you smoke Igboh oh.

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