*Jibberish*

after that very unsavoury meal of garri & afang soup right here on my office desk, I’ve decided to post this thing I wrote one boring evening, 2 weeks ago... *except the last 2 lines*

...governments have changed, step from under the diplomatic immunity umbrella and see what happens *whether GOD no go punish you for this country, thief!*

...stop reading those raunchy mags and jerking off on your brother’s couch *which kind boy you be?*

...close that door when you enter, you met it shut *everyday them go dey tell you the same thing*

...come lets see the 2:00am recap of American Idol *Simon Cowell, the greatest*

...don't go on a boat ride with your uncle’s girlfriend *the one you can’t wait to undress*
...don’t throw stones here *this is a glass house, you idiot*

...he’s here again & she’s screaming her lungs out *maybe, he’s not using protection, again*

...making my usual trips in & out of other blogs, found time & created mine *finally, some achievement huh?*

...having a bowl of fruit & fibre *not before microwaving it*

...be right back *have got to fart this one far away from here*

...who emptied my rubbish bin on the ground *I'm surely killing my neighbours cat*

...you know I’m trying very hard to look at your face *but your breasts cannot be real*
...can I touch you there? *your boyfriend doesn’t need to know we did*

...one of my bosses just walked in *short man wey like to show power*
...sleep dey catch me *that garri & soup don knack me down*