Story story,once upon a time..........like my grandmother used to say.
it all started on a sunny day.i was actually returning for an errand my sweet mum asked me to run for her.Do u care to know what it was? i know u GUYS wanna know[GBEGBORUN,a yoruba word for gossips]
I actually went to do some payments to her lawyer at wema-ajegunle,the only place beautiful in the whole of the ghetto creek.
After the payment i took a bus and alighted at mile 2 bus stop,there am suppose to take a bus going to orile iganmu. As your humble guy was waiting for his bus.........suddenly this beautiful chick just passed him by.
shit!!!!!!!!!! she is fine,really fine i said to myself.Though she was wearing an out-dated hairstyle and a body hug that looks like a size of a 3year old girl.
she crossed to the other side trying to find her way home and i followed.....fiannnnnnnn,i ran as fast as my leg could carry me. i caught up with her and introduced myself.
FELLASSSSS, let me stop here and do expect the concluding part of the story next week.do keep the calls and mails coming. catch ya...............
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