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bluespice i can assure gami is naught but a very interesting sparring partner on nairaland,
Am spoken for,or atleast i hope so
Myself n her is akin to mixing petrol n fire



Wherre is she, ?

well she can try .::::::::::::well am amused she likes ,my gami character but its a pity the character aint you

Where is the she that has my hear pounding in the mix? The one that doesnt want silence

well she can try .::::::::::::well am amused she likes ,my gami character but its a pity the character aint you

Where is the she that has my hear pounding in the mix?

you madam are very eveel too


thus a prose is dedicated to you
_________________________

the eveel Gami


energy and dark humor surrounds her
laugh at my plight she does,teeth as sharp as razor
tongues sharper that laser , fingers flying off the keyboard to slight me and a few insignificant others
now,is the time, the time to pay her back in kind but not kindness,for her philosophy of hitting me whilst i was down,and yes down i was

gami how eveel can thou be?eveel enough to pour sugar on me whilst am standing on an anthill,or pour blood when i am off the continental shelf?:::::::::::or maybe even get a picture of me lace it with horns and put it on face book

as the Indians say naayi,i refuse, to calm my thoughts i have imagined coffee spilling on your very new white blouse right at the start of the day, or someone just putting chewing gum in your hair, better yet we pouring a mixture of jello,thick bounvita paste and macleans into your very expensive handbag::::::calm me it hasnt harsher measures are needed,thus i go to carry the very eveel book you are well versed in, out comes izal poured on your favorite pants,a little bit(a whole lotta)salt in your fuel tank,stick banana into your exhaust pipe, make sure your internet connection is as backward as sat3 is making mine now,

the perfect scenario, you riding shotgun on that very bike whilst i make 172miles per hour, you frozen in fear and your heartbeat topping 200beats per minute, all your senses near shutting down and the punishing wind dealing mercilessly with your hair

now lets just see how much eveel gami can muster after that!


now thats a satisfying thought , the eveel within me is very proud now




disclaimer::::::::::the name or names named or not named in this prose in no way represent anyone living or dead,the name gami is trademarked by ariblaze who retains the sole right to use or abuse it at his own discretion thus,no legal action can be brought against him for this.::::::::::::::

lol

i am truly and really humbled

, well with respect to this.

decided last minute not to wear my helmet because my house was just 'around the corner'

i can assure you and err her that it wont happen again


the nurse was convincing enough

the humbling


it takes a good crash to wipe the excitement off a fellow's face

20mins from watching Chelsea draw with fc cluj i was limping into the chemist the hospital

how it happened still remains a mystery

climbed on my bike, decided last minute not to wear my helmet cos my house was just 'around the corner'

alas, a fool i was


when my head hit the the road

stars , i saw, good thing my i wasnt stupid enough not to wear body armour

a sizable chunk of my shoulder guard came off


any ways the monfo that clipped me dint wait , and i certainly wasn't in the state to chase.


right now i cant tell you which pain was more, the broken fiber from the bike, the actual pain from

the fall, the scars i might have to carry or the evil zelda nurse who took absolute delight in injecting

me, well i got my pound back sha, when i mistakenly stepped on her when she was through,

eveel nurse,

and he had asthma


my sidekick,

my buddy

if he drives am riding shotgun

if i drive he does the same

we argue over just one major(ok 2major things)

football clubs(i Chelsea he man u) and brand of cigarettes

both menthols, he smokes consulate,i London

we often believed that at age 50 we would still be bickering over who smoked the best brand

the wives(thats if we decided to go down that lane) have to just tolerate it or tolerate it

now he just discovered he inherited asthma from his father, this late in life,

can hardly breathe, the shit has being dealing with him for about 3weeks now, he looks a shadow of

his former self.

smoking doesnt just have that zing to it anymore,

i am thinking smoking might not just be so cool anymore or maybe it is,

thank you sir

seun

why have you transferred my thread here?

please what criteria did you use to send my thread 'book of rants'

to dating and meet up zone?

please do tell me, does it look as if i am searching?

does any material in there suggest romance?

please i would really appreciate it , if you return it back to where its posed to be

thank you

well ma

i am most honored

A Beggar with an Attitude!!!


Every morning John would drive by Wrightson Road and every morning he would stop and give the resident beggar $10.00.

After a while John started to give the beggar $7.00.

The Beggar noticing that his money has been reduced was not too pleased, but said nothing.

After a while John started to give the Beggar $5.00. The Beggar noticing this further decrease became noticeably
upset and decided to speak to John about it.

He stopped John one morning after accepting $5.00 and said, 'Wah happening man'. 'yuh use to give me $10, 00, den yuh cut it down to $7.00,now this?'

John replied, 'Boy, times get hard. Meh eldest boy just start university and meh daughter now in High School, so you know how it does go, The beggar looked at him with impatience and asked, 'Exactly how much chirren yuh have boss?'

'Four' replied John

The now irate beggar asked in a tone of disbelief, 'So yuh mean to tell me that
is outa MY money yuh sending yuh chirren to school?





now thats a rant if you ever wanted one

BEST POEM IN THE WORLD

I was shocked, confused, bewildered,
As I entered Heaven's door.
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp--
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.'

'And why's everyone so quiet,
So somber - give me a clue.'
'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you.'

JUDGE NOT.
--

Remember, Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian no more than standing in your garage makes you a car.






picked this up somewhere

what did i do?

i just wrote another rant,

which by no means was directed to you

hmm

i guess i have to make it formal then, maybe a piece on the trigger happy mopol

would just be my next rant.

ok oooo

thats the same thing

the mobile police man at ,

said to his wife 5days before he 'accidentally discharged his 'LAR' and killed an innocent clueless soul

i dont mean to say you would the same, but then again it doesnt always have to be with a rifle

awwww so sweet

aha doubting thomases you can read she?

sisikill especially you


meanwhile my girlfriend has not returned my sms or my calls

sistawoman i hope we wont have to reenact your story oooo

not healthy i tells yah

madam its good to know you like it

but dont just like it, add to it

someone somewhere has to make you

want to scream,or pull your hair out

let it all out here, its safe and actually the recommended way to vent

Burn out



its being ages, (yeah i know, who cares)

i have being too mad busy to rant(imagine too much work to do, i no fit vex)

aint that something?

am too freaking tired, to abuse or scream at my gate man(ok the compound's gate man)

after he got scratched my paint job whilst opening the gate

or even my colleague who thinks he is smart by passing on most of his work on the sly to me

or even my girlfriend who writes a disclaimer on every single text message she sends,since she feels

my sense of humor is either dead or gone sabbatical/awol

too freaking tired to argue with aunty when she gets going on her lectures about what a man my age should be focused on

i am getting even too tired to SMOKE! now this is very scary

can't remember ever ever ever stopping for a day before in the last 15years

now am getting too tired to write, e go be

i just might have a story

would prolly need to write a disclaimer first

hmm, this is so juicy because this story is in the making

and sisi, to counter you , yes romance does exist and not just

in the literary texts of an accomplished writer, but in the hearts of peoples

this story, started strange and well now, ?


********sorry to cut that short would need to get my lawyer to draft a disclaimer before i write this*********