Generalwoodz: After reading other distinguished comrades' comment and honest views, I'm here to announce to y'all that I'm the only Nigerian guy that'd stomach such Damned excess from a supposed girlfriend.
Immediately the TV falls, I would go down on all my fours and beg ( as awon simp) to tamper justice with Mercy.
I'd evelope her in my arms, kiss and look deep into her eyes even if she doesn't want it.
I'd cocksure drop her piping hot anger to the lowest degree of cold.
If she lets me, I'd carry her off to bed and rock her world. Take her to cloud nine and back. Hit her uterine so darn good that she'd squirt so like torrential rain and moan relished like a gasping thunder.
After all Said and done...after we must've had heart to heart talks, I'd allow place her Head on my hairy chest and leave to sleep and snore away her whatever sorrow which has been eating her.
I'd sleep too.
Then around 3:34 am...Then I'd dream.
My Great grand father would appear in a trance, expertly and aesthetically remove my brain and replace it with another.
Once he's done fastening the last bolt/nuts, I would sprang up like a wounded lion. Breathing in and out hot smoke, panting heavily like a marathon runner and with all the veins in my body becoming more prounced as if they escape from body..
In the darkness.
I'd walk slowly, calculatively and suggestively to the mirror on the wall and peering into it could see my eyes...
Red and blazing like hot coals.
Suddenly the electric bulb goes off quite slowly, and barely a minute later a sharp lighting quickly filters into my room through the window revealing my assignment lying stretched in the bed.
I'd let out chilling but hysterical laughter and taking 2 steps leap up into the air and before I could land, dive straight into bed and grab her by the neck...
Intensely pressed my two hands around her throat. All this while silent expect for tall legs which are seriously vibrating, shaking and kicking.
"Please, don't kill me" barely escapes from agape mouth.
" Drops of tears races down her forlorn face and just then her blurr eyes draws my attention"
" Clearly painted in her eyes like vision,are fears, pain, death and pleas of Mercy.
" I'd make sure I strongly maintain my grip on her throat until her breathing ceases!
When u go dey shake your yansh anyhow online...u think we men like that?...even did water birth and posted the whole show online for cheap likes etc..we can only tolerate it for a little while if u are good then boom breakfast time and u can gth out
A Nigerian-born US pilot, flying a commercial airplane from the US to Nigeria for the first time speaks in English, yoruba and pidgin effortlessly as he addresses his passengers who were amazed and shocked hahaha nice one
I loved the way the little boy ignored the girl despite the beating he received. If it to be other male kids, na only one slap the girl need to reset her little brain.
The little boy is a real Gentleman
The boy will definitely grow up to be a perfect gentleman