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Ooooosssssseeeeeeeee..... Great

very good satire, where cn I get sm more of it

LarrySun:
Lol! I'm definitely not.

Gifted.


I didn't get the point initially but on rereading it because of the statement you made on getting it.

I finally saw reason.

This is really good. Nice one. About to read the brand if Cain.

armadeo:
Gifted.


I didn't get the point initially but on rereading it because of the statement you made on getting it.

I finally saw reason.

This is really good. Nice one. About to read the brand if Cain.

The Brand of Cain is my first novel, and it's a detective story. There, Detective Lot appeared for the first time. You will enjoy it, sir.

Fantastic. Larrysun the ever amazing writer. Wonderful imagery....that first paragraph tho...wicked show-off

Nice writeup, keep it up. But you badt sha, you wan scatter my brain abi.

Love dis story.
Is d brand of cain complete?
U re good.

tmamuda:
Love dis story.
Is d brand of cain complete?
U re good.

Yes, sir. The Brand of Cain is complete.

lol,I actually got the gist from the second paragraph

Emmeritus:
lol,I actually got the gist from the second paragraph

LOL! Sinful saint!

LarrySun:
LOL! Sinful saint!

Really a very brainstorming lewd writeup you put up there.


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'The execrable conducts of our pedigree has resulted in the superflous paucity in the theory of we members of the budding posterity.' Love this!

larrysun,as usual u r too much! clap! clap!! clap!!! wow!

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Great.....abeg drop the oda episode
i am curious to knw what happen....
they might not come out from the thick dark moss....but through the ceiling...
nice one larrysun

LarrySun:
As usual, the room was warm and cosy. The inhabitants enjoyed peaceful slumbers most of the times, except on some occasions when they would welcome a familiar intruder. The supposed room was spacious enough to accommodate only the two growing lodgers for a specific number of months. These two dwellers had spent just over half of the specified time and so they had just four months left to vacate this apartment. Even they themselves knew that they could not live in this room forever. There would be a time when nature would put an end to the food they usually received without being asked. They were gradually gaining weights on the food and warmth the room provided, whilst outside the door, others struggled with nature to survive. These two didn't know that, of course. Even if they did, what would they do about it? What could they do? The rule that worked outside was of singularity; every man for himself. But soon, after a few months, these campers would roll up their tents and move on. They would be forced to vacate the room for some other occupants. And with what they had been witnessing lately, the next occupant might assume the occupancy not long after the current ones' vacation.

Then just as they were having their usual siestas, when the world outside was now abuzz with sibilant whispers, the two children, like two pupas encased in a chrysalis, heard a faint ruffle at the entrance of the door. Somehow knowing that the door itself was already covered with dark moss at the entrance, the boys were not much suprised at the ruffles. They were silent and they intently watched the door to know who the intruder was.

The entrance slowly gave way as the door parted, admitting the visitor into the room. The intruder at first slowly came in and opted for the exit almost immediately, as if he had only come to give a brief glance at the occupiers of the anteroom. Then he returned inside, faster this time, and tried to leave at the same rate. This was not strange to the inhabitants of the inner room, for all their visitors paid their visits in this manner.

The first child saw the visitor and became glad. He greeted joyfully, "Daddy! Daddy!! You're welcome." He could not go and meet the visitor because he was doomed to remain in the room. Leaving the anteroom would be dangerous. Dangerous to him, his brother, the room, and equally the owner of the room. It was not yet the time to leave.

"Daddy! Daddy!! I'm here!"

The second child was irritated at his brothers excited bickers. "Stop your unnecessary display of affection. That's not Daddy."

The first child cast a perplexed look at his brother and asked, "How do you mean? Are you telling me that I don't know my own father?" He cast another look at the approaching-and-reneging guest.

"That is not Papa," insisted the second child, "Are you blind? Are you suffering from medulla oblongata deficiency syndrome? Can't you see the physical appearance of this guest? He doesn't resemble our father in any way."

"Okay, then tell me who that is."

"That is one of Daddy's

God bless you all.

Larry Sun

I honestly don't know how I got this.

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