so i decided to call his cell phone,

it was time to put an end to his tarty behaviour

He knew we had an appointment this morning, why the f**k is he acting up, today of all days?

sometimes i wonder why i bother with his useless @$$. It's time I realise he's never going to change, he's never going to leave his wife and his hussies for me. I'm sick of this crap. I think it's time I told his wife the truth.

so I jumped into my car and hit hard at the accelerator,wondering what was wrong with him.I reached his office ans was told he had gone home.I headed toward his house,his gate was not locked,I drove in,his front door was open and I stepped in.The whole hpuse was eeriely still,but I knew there had to be someone in the house,there just had to be someone.As I mounted the stairs,I heard excited sounds coming from his room

i'll just barge in ,on second thought,   that might wreck his marriage.
what the heck    F**K Him,

I pushed open his door and stood there absolutely horrified. I couldn't believe my eyes, it was my professor and my brother

Now it's really confusing,
he's married,
Got hussies(i'm one of anyway)

DAMN why my brother,

i'll just, ,

phone my therapist to schedule an emergency session

OKAY now this is getting out of hand,i might just lose my mind


_{wherez snazzydawn?}

after calling my therapist,I was still staring at them really and suddenly I began to then then .It was just an outburst of emotions.I just didnt know what to do.

Then I suddenly got sick. I threw up all over the rug. It seemed as if it would never stop.

and then there was a knock at the door and behold it was his wife!!!I did not knoiw what to say I was doing there in her room.

She fixed me with a cold stare but it was obvious she had caught lots of people like me in here because she just ignored me and walked straight to her husband.

I quietly but quickly took my leave before something ugly happened.I ebtered my car and zoomed off,speeding like no man's business,you know how Lagos roads are with traffic jams so I met one then my phone began to ring,It was Chief.

naturally,I ignore his call and keep fidgeting,waiting for traffic to ease off.

The lights turn green and I release the brake. A car suddenly shot accross from the wrong side and hit me. I jumped out.

"You bastard." I screamed.

It was a police car. . .

I said silently"what a day"

Nigerian police. . .

Turns out I shouted at the DSP himself.

'Na woman sef,'* he says to his fellows, hissing. 'Madam you dey lucky sey you know be man.'**

_{For those of us who don't speak pidgin here's the translation:
*It's a woman
**Madam you're lucky you aren't a man}

"and na true talk say u fine sef".

go on.

and I am so pissed because the man is sooooo ugly but just so that I may get home in time,I paste a smile on my face all the while gritting my teeth as he leans into the car,I can se his tobacco stained teeth and his foul breath.He inches closer to me,unable to stand the stench,I press on my accelerator and speed off,almost sick in my stomach.I am driving as if 56 devils are after me.

_{i no follow you go this journey wey 56 devils dey pursue you oooo!} 

And all of a sudden I notice an old deserted cottage by the side of the road and I decide to stop and have a look inside.


please people be creative, use your imagination and make a great story

n lo and behold, U wouldnt believe what my eyes saw, lying there on da floor was a

Fluffy:


please people be creative, use your imagination and make a great story

and what have thy been using before you came? bizzy body!

jst _{continue wit da story}

round metallic object so bright i couldn't stare at it directly, i'm not an authority of precious metals but looking at this object i knew i had hit it big, this was the break i was looking for, even though i had never dealt in diamonds, gold or any metal or even traded before i knew this thing in my hand would sale for a number not less than six figures in it. I looked round to see if there was anyone around me, nothing, i crept into the cottage picked up the metal object with my handkerchief dropped it in my bag and stepped out trying to look as normal as i could

just as i was about to enter my car;

@ kajad, u mean what have u been using? no sense of imagination, there u go again, what's it with u and cars?

Boooring notice the capital B!

_{let's just go on with the story, criticisms ain't taking us no where}

I noticed some movements behind the cottage and then some voices i could barely hear what they were saying ' ol boy thank God for this small cottage here o, those  bad belle people for see the tin for our hand' said one voice, ' but nobody see us as we enter the building na, why then come suspect us self' yet another voice. ' infact make we leave this place now now, enter the cottage remove the tin make we waka'. I didn't wait for the other voice to complete his statement before i entered my car and started the engine